Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Coldly, I can only close my mouth bitterly. I'm still old-fashioned and don't report good news or bad news. I'm born like this. I may never get rid of this problem.

Mo Qingyan wears his coat. Because his figure is very petite compared with him, it's like a child stealing adult clothes. It's a little funny. This clothes is too big for her.

However, she felt very warm, and his body temperature remained on her clothes.

Li tingjue took her shoulder and walked towards the villa. Mo Qingyan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"That may be my mistake."

As long as he comes back safely, she can regard it as a mistake. As long as he is good, everything else is not important.

Lengran followed them and returned to Li tingjue's villa. There was heating in the house, so it was very warm. She handed his coat to the servant and sat in the living room to chat with them.

Mo Qingyan forked a piece of water and fed it into Li tingjue's mouth. He saw that her shirt was dirty and touched it with his slender fingers.

"There are mud stains here. Go and change them."

Normally, Li Ting would never dirty his clothes. He is very clean and hates dirty things.

Li tingjue chewed in the water and looked down. He must have just rolled on the ground and accidentally soiled it, so he got up.

"Lengran, aren't you looking for a cigarette? You talk. I'll go upstairs and change my clothes."

Li tingjue went upstairs, and Mo Qingyan turned his eyes to Lengran.

"Are you looking for me?"

Lengran was given a look by her at this time. Just now there was only one person in her eyes. At this time, she gave a look, and he felt very honored.

He suddenly spat, "bah, coldly, you're a little promising, okay? You'll be satisfied with one look."

"What are you talking about?"

Mo Qingyan drank the tonic soup brought by the servant and stared at him with all kinds of manners.

Coldly, cover your mouth and then release it.

"Oh, nothing? I just envy you for your love with Jue."

In fact, it's not a little envy, but a big envy. If shallow can be like a small cigarette, he will die happily.

Mo Qingyan thought the soup tasted really good, so he drank it all, and the servant took away the empty bowl. She picked up a pillow, crossed her legs and turned her big eyes.

"How are you and shallow?"

She is in love with Lengran. She looks very happy every day. They should get along well. Why do you listen to coldly say such words? Think they're having a fight?

Lengran suddenly got up and sat beside her, making Mo Qingyan frown slightly.

He is still wary of other men and doesn't like being so close to people. His sudden approach makes her feel uncomfortable.

"Xiaoyan, you must help me."

Mo Qingyan pulls his lips. This boy likes to use bitter meat. She can't be fooled by him. She has to ask if she can help or not.

He stretched out an index finger and pushed his head back. "First, let me see if I can help you?"

Coldly felt that her fingers were very cold, looked at her slender white hands, and told her.

"You should replenish more. Yin deficiency. Your hands are so cold."

After that, he held her hand in his palm. Li tingjue, who had just come downstairs, saw this scene and his face suddenly turned black. Quickly step over, pull Mo Qingyan's hand out and put it into his palm.

"Coldly, her hands can't be covered by you."