Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Seeing that they got on the bus safely, he went to Li tingjue. Li tingjue just helped Mo Qingyan into the car. He straightened up and closed the door of a car.

Turning around and seeing Nangong Ao standing behind him, he said in a low voice.

"Don't punish them. Xiaoyan is in a bad mood today. Your sister drank some wine with her. She's a lot happier."

Two generally tall men stand together, and they are very good-looking and eye-catching.

Nangong Ao raised his eyebrows, "your body?"

Because he was like that before, but now he's just thinner. His spirit is very good in all aspects. He hopes Li tingjue has recovered.

Li Ting Jue's eyes were slightly dark. "It may not last for a few days. If I'm gone, you can help me take care of their mother and son."

It sounds like he's telling us what's going on. Nangong is very proud.

"I won't take care of you. Take care of yourself."

Then he turned angrily and got into a car behind him, and then the car drove away slowly.

Li Ting Jue's eyes flashed a smile. They all couldn't bear to let him die. In fact, he couldn't bear them.

He bent into the car from the other, and the car drove out slowly.

Mo Qingyan saw him come in and leaned against him with a smile.

"What were you talking about with Nangong Ao just now?"

Seeing Nangong Ao's angry appearance, she thought it was fun. A fart like Nangong Ao can only cure him and make him obedient, and his spirit is all restrained.

Li tingjue hugged her and looked at her smiling face with low eyes. She was very cute when she was drunk.

The little face is pink, showing a sweet smile all the time.

"Nothing? It's just a conversation between men."

He lightly avoided her question, Mo Qingyan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Grandpa is gone. Our marriage will be postponed."

Although she is not the child of the Mo family, she is also the adopted daughter of the Mo family, so she should follow the local customs and can't have a wedding in May or July.

Li tingjue nodded lightly. They had already done it in Beihan island. There was no regret for him.

"It's the same when the funeral period is over. Anyway, you're my wife now."

He is also asking people to go through the formalities of remarriage. Although he doesn't know how long he can live, he has to finish the ceremony he can do with her.

Mo Qingyan listened to his voice, safely closed his eyes and fell asleep. When he got off the bus, Li tingzi picked her up. Suddenly, he trembled and almost fell down.

A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and now he felt so hard to hold her.

Throwing dagger came forward, "young master..."

Because he picked her up and took a few steps, he knelt on one knee, and his body trembled badly.

He whispered, "I'm fine. Go and have a rest."

Anyway, he must be able to hold her home. His own women can't hold her. What kind of man is he?

Li tingjue became stubborn and really twisted.

He gritted his teeth and stood up, then walked step by step to the villa until he put Mo Qingyan on the bed. He was relieved and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

He looked at the sleeping Mo Qingyan and decided to meet the woman. If he could live, he wanted to live.

Li tingjue felt helpless at this time, because he didn't want to give up this woman. He wanted to be with her for a long time and wanted him to call him husband all his life.

I don't want other men around her, and I don't want her to die alone.