Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Situ lingkuang sat on the sofa with his legs folded, his amber eyes staring at Mo Qingyan holding his daughter on the opposite bed.

At this time, there was peace on her face that he had never seen before. She held the child and patted her with her other hand.

Let him think that when the child was young, she should take care of the child in this way. Women are particularly beautiful at this time. They are a little too beautiful for people to move their eyes.

He was jealous, jealous of Li tingjue, jealous that she had given birth to him and loved him so much.

Until the housekeeper came into the room and whispered to situ lingkuang.

"Lunch is ready, sir."

He waved him away. He got up and went to the mother and daughter.

"Xiao Yan, she's asleep. Let's go to lunch first."

She must have been hungry after flying all night. To keep her from knowing where this is? So I didn't wake her up at breakfast.

Mo Qingyan looked at the child in his arms and said coldly, "I'm not hungry."

Hearing this, situ lingkuang's face darkened, and the light at the bottom of his eyes darkened.

"Mo Qingyan, if you always have this attitude, you won't want to see your daughter again."

Then he called the servant outside to take Angela.

Mo Qingyan raised his eyes and stared coldly at the servant who came to hold the child. The servant was frightened by her eyes and didn't dare to come forward. Then he looked at the situ Ling crazy, and the situ Ling's face was very bad.

The servant was more afraid of him and had to rob Angela.

Mo Qingyan was afraid to wake Angela up and was more afraid that she would not see her, so he asked situ lingkuang.

"If I were obedient, wouldn't you let me separate from my daughter?"

This is what situ Ling wanted to hear. She winked at the servant and left the room.

"I just let you have lunch. I didn't let you do anything else. After dinner, you can accompany her."

Mo Qingyan put Angela on the bed and covered her with a quilt. She was a little worried. But she couldn't stimulate her daughter any more, so let her have a good sleep.

She got up and followed situ Ling crazy to the restaurant. Before leaving the room, she found that the color of the whole room was black, especially depressed.

"Are there any other rooms? Ann likes beautiful rooms."

This decoration style is too gray and children will be afraid.

Situ Ling thought wildly, "the color of our home is mainly black. If you don't like it, you can change it according to your own preferences."

For him, his life is dark, and she is the only color in his world. She will color the home and add other colors.

Mo Qingyan went out of the room and saw that the living room and the tone of the whole house were black. Even the paintings on the wall are splash ink paintings, and the oil paintings are black.

I can't help feeling that situ lingkuang is a terrible man, and his heart may be black.

"Situ lingkuang, are you the tomb you built?"

Anyway, Mo Qingyan thinks it's like a grave. It's cold. He can't hear anything except the wind?

She is a lively person. She usually has three children at home. She is noisy every day and feels warmer.

After hearing her words, situ lingkuang put his hands in his pockets and scanned the living room with his eyes.

"It's just waiting for its color to appear."

After listening to his explanation, Mo Qingyan felt that what this man sometimes said seemed very profound and incomprehensible.