Chapter 593 (1/2)

Han Qilu was cold and did not explain to housekeeper Han. It's no use explaining it anyway.

When Han Liuhai was angry, he couldn't listen to anything.

Soon, two people went to the door behind the glass door, inside Han Liuhai is standing in the hall window, looking out of the window. An chuxia and Jiang Yuanyuan are sitting on the sofa on one side, with their heads down and silent.

Housekeeper Han opens the door for Han Qilu and follows him in.

”I'm back.” Han Qilu said he planned to go upstairs. He didn't want to have a big fight with Han Liuhai. He was not in a good mood.

But to his surprise, Han Liuhai quickly turned around and threw a ceramic vase by the window. Han Qilu couldn't dodge. He was hit by the vase on his waist. The vase fell to the ground with a bang and became a fragment.

”I went upstairs.” Han Qilu did not even frown, but went straight to the stairs.

This is not Han Liuhai in the eyes of the appearance, let Han Liuhai's anger is a jump three feet high.

”Turbid! Get out of here

Han Liuhai scolded, while also using things to smash Han Qilu.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuanyuan couldn't sit down any more. He got up from the sofa and ran to hold Han Liuhai. He robbed another vase in his hand. He said in his mouth, ”don't hit him, that's your son! What's more, the vase belongs to the Ming Dynasty, and you don't care! In the early summer, you should go up and see if the little bunny is hurt

”Ah! Good. ” An chuxia hastily agreed to come down, also did not think much, ran up the stairs quickly.

Downstairs, Jiang Yuanyuan is still trying to persuade Han Liuhai. An chuxia runs to the door of Han Qilu's room. The door of the room is open. She just remembers her affair with Han Qilu.

Thinking that the vase knot solidly hit Han Qilu, and Han Qilu still wore so little, she gritted her teeth and pushed the door.

Han Qilu stood on the balcony with her back to her. Her lonely appearance suddenly reduced her anger towards him by more than half.

Han Qilu obviously heard the door open, but he did not move and seemed indifferent.

”Mommy, let me come up and see if you're hurt.” An chuxia hesitated for a moment, or went to the balcony to say.

Hearing her voice, Han Qilu moved his body and turned his face. The expression on his face was light, and he could not see his happiness and anger, but an chuxia could see that he was in a very bad mood now.

”I'm fine.” He said, pursed his lips and turned his face back again.

”Don't be so hard. I saw that vase hit you.” An chuxia a few steps past, also did not say much, directly reached out to lift Han Qilu's clothes.

The cold touch made Han Qilu freeze all over.

He immediately turned around and looked at an chuxia.

Feeling that Han Qilu has been looking at herself, she clenched her teeth and tried to ignore Han Qilu's eyes and looked down to see if he was injured. Only see his waist place bruised a piece, it seems that Han Liuhai this hit not light.

See that a bruise, the early summer of an ”ah” a, quickly take back the hand way: ”I'll get you cooked eggs, knead, you stand here don't move.”