Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

Just now, he was still in a good mood. He changed his face immediately after turning around. He is really unpredictable.

Xue he desperately struggling, fearless stare, "what do you do, quickly let me go."

"I want you to move here, not as a hotel," he said in a low, husky voice

Xue he didn't turn around and said, "what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Han Qichen pulled her to the front of the suitcase. "I have asked Yanxi to bring people to carry things for you. What do you mean by bringing this thing? I want you to move here instead of treating it as a hotel." He growled in a hoarse voice.

Xue he looked up at him, he should not be angry for this matter.

"Why, no more words."

Xue he heaved a sigh, "all my things are here. What do you want me to bring? Do you want me to move the landlord's furniture here?" She pretended to seriously look around, "I think President Han's home should not lack furniture."

Han Qichen was stunned for a moment and suddenly remembered what assistant Jiang had said to him.

After Xue he divorced him, he didn't want any property, including the jewelry that belonged to her.

He gradually let go of his hand, in the heart as if by what thing mercilessly pulled, how can this world have her so stupid woman.

He turned and left.

Xue he rubbed his wrist and looked at Han Qichen's back. Did he take the wrong medicine or drink too much.

However, at the moment, her heart some small fluke, look at his appearance, this evening should not come back.

This is just what she wants. She has to think of other ways to support Han Qichen.

This evening, she has to figure out how to move out of Han Qichen's room.

After washing and gargling, Xue he lies quietly on the bed. Although Han Qichen has gone out, she is still a little worried. What if that guy comes back in the middle of the night.

She thought for a long time, and finally came up with a perfect solution. She locked the door directly. If he doesn't come back, he'd better. If he does, he'll sleep at the door all night.

Thinking of this, Xue he just closed his eyes at ease.

She fumbled to cover the quilt, but all around was Han Qichen's breath.

Xue he closed his eyes tightly, forcing himself not to care about the taste, but the more she was like this, the more clearly she felt.

She pulled off the quilt and sat up abruptly, rubbing her hair impatiently.

After sitting for a long time, she lay back again and went back to sleep.

Just a few hours after waking up, there was a sudden knock outside the door.

This sound wakes Xue he from his sleep.

"Miss Xue, I'm Xiaoke. The young master is waiting for you downstairs."

In a daze, she heard a voice coming from outside the door. She yawned, raised her hands and stretched, "I know."

She just had no time to sleep, and now let her get up.

After sitting on the bed for a few minutes, Xue he slowly got up to change clothes.

After she went downstairs, she was surprised to find that Han's mother was not there. Only Han Qichen sat downstairs for breakfast.

His clothes did not change, standing at the entrance of the stairs, Xue he could smell a pungent smell of alcohol.

Don't think about it. He must have gone to drink last night.

Xue he slowly sat in the opposite position of Han Qichen.

He had one hand on his forehead and his face was gloomy and looked uncomfortable.

Han Qichen's deep voice slowly sounded, "after eating, I'll take you to a place."

Xue he was suddenly stunned. If she was not the only one sitting on the table, she would really think that he was talking to others.

She didn't answer, but it was the same result whether she answered or not.

In the end, he wasn't threatening himself with his father.