Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

"This man has gone far away. I still have to look at it." Looking at Gu Qian's obsessed face, Zhao Dong couldn't help laughing.

Gu Qian's father and Zhao Dong are very good friends, so Zhao Dong takes more care of Gu Qian, otherwise he will not listen to Gu Qian's suggestions.

Gu Qian put on Zhao Dong's arm with shame, "Uncle Zhao, don't make fun of me."

From the first time Gu Qian talked about Han Qichen in front of him, he guessed that the girl must have different feelings for Han Qichen.

"Your father handed you over to me. I don't care much about your life."

Gu Qian coquettishly shakes Zhao Dong's arm, his face is already two pieces of red. "Uncle..."

"OK, OK, I don't want to say it. But Han always has a family. I can hear that the one in his family is still pregnant."

At this point, Gu Qian's expression on his face was immediately displeased.

"Uncle, even if he is married, he can get a divorce, and I don't mind a man with children." A perfect man like Han Qichen, not to mention one child, even if it is two children, the women in line will queue up from here to the United States. "And I'm not new to that woman. I don't think President Han really likes her at all. Maybe there's something hidden about their marriage."

"I think you'd better be careful. Although your uncle doesn't stop you from pursuing the person you like, you should be careful. It's not easy to marry a woman who can marry Han Qichen."

Gu Qian hands around the chest, eyes as deep as the abyss, people can not see what she is thinking at the moment.

Han Qichen sat in the back seat of the car, closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows with long fingers.

"Go back now, sir."

"Well." There was no more word in the crisp answer. Then, as if suddenly thought of something, "go to a supermarket first."

driver was stunned for a moment, then transferred to the front of the car. He has been a driver for Han Qichen for such a long time, and he has never seen Han Qichen if the supermarket.

In the eyes of these people, Han Qichen felt that he couldn't fit in with the place.

The car stopped at the gate of the supermarket.

"Here we are, sir."

Han Qichen slowly opened his eyes, "you get out of the car to buy me some sour things."

"Well. The driver can't help but stare big eyes, face full of incredible, "sour things."

Han Qichen impatiently nodded, "something like plum blossom, buy more."

The driver didn't know why he looked at Han Qichen, but he did it according to Han Qichen's words.

About 20 minutes later, the driver got on the bus with big and small bags of plum.

He bought all kinds of plum blossom in this supermarket.

"Is that enough, sir?" If it is not enough, he really has no way. Just now when he was carrying so many plum blossoms to check out, the cashier even looked at him several times.

Han Qichen glanced coldly and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing the expression on Han Qichen's face, the driver was a little relieved. He didn't know when his husband was so interested in this sour thing.

When he happened to go to the kitchen that day, he saw aunt Cui preparing sour plum juice. When he asked, he knew that Xue he had no appetite recently, so he wanted to eat some sour food, so he remembered it.