Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

"Ah..."

Liu Yu had a big question mark on her head. If it was her, she would be very happy. So many things are luxuries and worth a lot of money.

Mo Qingyan put down his bag and sat down. He saw Liu Yu still staring.

"Little fish, let you throw all these things into the dustbin."

"But, Mr. Mo, these things are very expensive. Why don't we let our colleagues share them?"

Liu Yu winked at her, indicating her thoughts at this time.

Mo Qingyan thought that if he wanted to give it to others, she would give it to others to see if he would do these tricks in the future.

"Well, you all divide."

Liu Yu trotted out, and then came in a large group of girls, a table of things, and there was nothing left in a while.

The girls left contentedly and thanked Mo Qing. She looked at the last bunch of flowers left, so she gave a bad smile.

"Little fish, give the flowers to the aunt who sweeps the floor."

The little fish can only do it, holding the flowers out, can't help whispering.

"I don't know who is so unlucky. All the gifts are given away. I can't catch up with Mr. mo. it's so heartbreaking."

Mo Qingyan took a rose and ravaged the petals. "If you have a girlfriend, come and be courteous. Li tingjue, you big bastard."

"Ah sneeze..."

Li tingjue sneezed. Yuan Cheng's hand trembled. He was waiting for the document he signed.

"President, do you want to catch a cold? Take some medicine to prevent it."

Li tingjue gave him the signed document and wiped his nose with a paper towel. "It's all right. Ask about it. Is mo Qingyan happy to receive a gift today?"

Yuancheng almost couldn't help laughing. At the thought of the things carefully prepared by the president, and he chose everything himself. Finally, it went into the hands of others, and the bouquet of flowers representing eternal love was given to the aunt who swept the floor.

Li always knew whether he would be angry, so he didn't dare to speak.

Li tingjue saw that he was holding back his smile and was about to hold back his internal injury. His evil eyes narrowed slightly, seemingly lazy eyes, but there was a peak that made people have nowhere to hide.

He quickly held back and bit his lower lip.

"Miss Mo, I don't seem happy."

Li tingjue thought of seeing the blue under her eyes in the morning and knew she didn't sleep well. He was distressed and consulted coldly. Don't women like receiving gifts? He bought so much for her.

And it's all she needs. Why aren't you happy?

"Say."

Knowing that the boy had inquired about everything, he still pretended with him here, so he threw out the word coldly.

Yuan Cheng: "er..."

I'm afraid of hurting the president's self-esteem and being implicated, but I can't say that I may die worse.

He thought for a moment and spoke at the risk of death.

The president, who is noble, dignified and incomparable, looks worse and worse the more he listens to it. Speaking of the bunch of flowers, I couldn't help patting the table.

"Mo Qingyan, you gave me the flowers I loved you."

Thinking of this, a wrinkled aunt appeared in front of her, holding the bouquet of flowers he specially selected, with a happy face.

"I love you too!"

He leaned back in fear before he woke up. Her face was livid. She definitely did it on purpose.

"Get out."

A deep voice roared. Yuancheng was very innocent and hurried out of the office.

In the evening, he finished his work, took a bath and smoked with a cigarette. It's a little boring, but I get angry when I think of things during the day. He picked up his mobile phone and clicked into the elephant live broadcast and into Mr. Mu's live broadcast room.

A string of words floated across the screen and disappeared: Mr. mu, 666666, always support you! Refill!

As soon as someone was angry, he fed the broken cigarette into his mouth, which made him cry out in pain.

"Hiss..."