Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Mo Qingyan was actually hungry. She followed him into the restaurant, and the color of the restaurant was the same. The tablecloth is also black, even the plates are black.

She lost her appetite in an instant, so she asked him.

"Mr. situ, what's the name of your manor?"

She was not asking where they were, but she thought out the name of the manor for him and called it ghost palace. Mo Qingyan secretly scolded, shit, doesn't he feel afraid to live in such a place?

Situ lingkuang had picked up the tableware and brought some food to her plate. When he heard her words, he raised his eyes.

"No name."

Everything here is waiting for her to appear, so even her name is waiting for her.

Mo Qingyan picked up his fork and tasted the turkey. It was well roasted and tasted good.

"Let me give you a name. How about the ghost palace?"

She almost couldn't help but feel how the name had the feeling of living in ancient times.

Situ Ling ate the food gracefully. When he heard what she said, he raised his eyebrows.

"Well, it will be called ghost palace in the future."

As long as she likes it, he doesn't care.

Mo Qingyan couldn't help it at last. This guy, people are teasing him. He's serious. He's not stupid at ordinary times. Now he feels like a big fool.

"Don't you ask why I have such a strange name?"

Situ Ling looked at her with a cold and arrogant look. It felt good to have dinner with her, so his eyes almost stayed on her.

"I don't think it's strange. It matches my style very well, which shows that you still know me very well."

Mo Qingyan was drinking soup and almost gushed out. She took her napkin and wiped her mouth. Her big eyes were full of smiles. Her gorgeous face was like a blooming rose.

"Situ lingkuang, I don't think our IQ is on the same line."

Before, she always felt that her IQ was crushed by Li tingjue and her two sons. Today, she finally had a sense of superiority. At least the IQ of the person sitting opposite was not as good as her.

Situ Ling's crazy amber eyes flashed a strange brilliance, "Mo Qingyan, we will have a wedding in a few days. You can be my woman at ease, and I will treat your daughter as my daughter. In the future, I will love you and love you, and my life will not change."

Situ lingkuang said such words to people for the first time. His expression became a little strange. He was very straightforward because he was not good at expressing himself. But the goal is clear. What he wants and what he gives are clear.

And a beautiful woman outside the situation, after hearing his words, her face changed and changed. Finally, she couldn't help but leave the tableware.

"Situ lingkuang, I told you that the person I love is Li tingjue. I don't have any feelings for you, and I won't have them in the future. Can you stop forcing me?"

She really had no idea that this man would have such a mind for her. They had met her no more than three times and he was going to marry her. She didn't even think about flash marriage.

Not to mention, she has a husband and children.

Situ lingkuang was not angry and calm. His bony hand picked up the red wine, put it to his mouth and took a sip. Those deep eyes kept looking at her.

Finally, a smile flashed in his eyes, but there was no smile on his mouth. His thin lips opened gently.

"It's all right. You'll never meet him again. In the future, you only have me. I believe you will fall in love with me."