Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

They talked and laughed. Angela came over with Mo Qingyan's bouquet in her hand.

"Xiaoyan, you'll throw this to Aunt Qian later. Grandma said, I hope she's the next one to get married."

Chen Bangqian took a look at the flower, and the smile on the corners of his mouth narrowed.

"Ann, are you looking forward to Aunt Qian getting married soon?"

Angela saw that she was unhappy, but she smiled. She smiled very sweet, and a cute little voice sounded.

"Because Xiaoyan looks beautiful in her wedding dress! I also want to see you in your wedding dress."

Hearing Angela's words, there was a mist at the bottom of Chen Bang's shallow eyes. In fact, she also wanted to wear a wedding dress. This is every girl's dream.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Angela's small face. "Later, aunt Qian will try to grab the bouquet and marry herself out."

Coldly, they came in again and went straight to Mo Qingyan.

"Little smoke, it's your turn."

When he looked at them, he found that shallow and small smoke looked at him strangely. He raised his hand and scratched his head.

"What's the matter?"

Neither of them spoke. I hope he can understand Chen Bangqian later.

Angela handed the flowers to Mo Qingyan and said.

"Aunt Qian also wants to wear a wedding dress."

Coldly turned his eyes to Chen Bangqian. Chen Bangqian cut his hair a little uncomfortable, and then urged him.

"Xiao Wu, it's your turn."

She dodged the cold eyes and took Mo Qingyan's hand to the rest room. Go to the main banquet hall. At the door of the banquet hall, Prince De is waiting there. Seeing Mo Qingyan, his smile is very kind.

"Little smoke, father sent you."

Mo Qingyan walked to him with a smile and took his arm.

The gate of the main banquet hall was pushed open by the staff, and the light hit the door. Prince de was wearing the prince's uniform of the United States, and Mo Qingyan was wearing a white wedding yarn. The yarn on his head was very long and dragged behind him.

Angela and two little steamed buns stood behind them and helped her pull the long yarn and the skirt reaching to the ground.

The music rang. Prince de took Mo Qingyan to the stage, and there was applause.

The guests under the stage recognized Prince De, and many people were talking about it.

"It's a good match for the Li family to marry an American Princess!"

"Miss Mo's temperament is so outstanding that she deserves to be born in the royal family."

Mo Qingxue, who was sitting at the banquet, saw the picture of Mo Qingyan walking towards Li tingjue in his wedding yarn, and her heart twisted badly. It always reminds her of a year ago.

She also went to Li tingjue like this. At that time, if Mo Qingyan didn't come out to make trouble, she would have become Mrs. Li.

The more you think about her, the more angry you are, and the more you think about her, the more you hate her.

Holding the bag tightly in her hands, she drew a tube of her own blood from the bag. Since she has AIDS, then she will not let Moqing smoke better.

Li tingjue stood on the stage and looked at the bride walking towards him. His eyes were warm.

Prince de handed Mo Qingyan's hand to Li tingjue, and he said in a low voice.

"I gave my baby to you. Love her well and don't let us down."

Prince de had tears in his eyes, and his daughter was his most precious thing. In the past, I owed her too much. At this time, I really handed her over. The bottom of my heart is even worse.

Li tingjue and Mo Qingyan looked at each other affectionately. Although there was still a layer of yarn between them, their eyes were intertwined.

"Father, don't worry. I love her more than my own life. I will take good care of her all my life."