Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Just then the door of the ward opened and Nangong Ao came in with a bag.

Liang MuQing suddenly stood up and saw that it was him. Her eyes shook slightly.

She hurried over. "Why are you here?"

Nangong Ao gave her the bag in his hand. "Seeing your favorite porridge shop, I think you haven't had breakfast yet."

Liang MuQing really likes this family's shredded chicken porridge and small steamed buns. He remembered, and bought it and sent it here.

Nangong Ao looked at the little guy on the eye bed. "I bought him white porridge and he can drink it when he wakes up. But your parents are not there?"

He also bought their share. He should have bought too much.

Liang MuQing is in a low mood and puts the bag aside.

"My parents watched him all night. They were old. I was afraid they couldn't stand it, so I let them go back and have a rest."

Then she looked at the little guy on the eye bed. Because she was not in good health when she conceived him, he had insufficient nutrition in his stomach. He was born weak and often fell ill.

The father and son still met, but she couldn't tell him that this was his father.

So his eyes were much darker, "thank you. Go to work."

He was about to send him away, and Nangong Ao turned to leave.

"Liang MuQing, where did you go last night?"

The little boy's crisp voice came from the ward with reproach.

Liang MuQing stopped and turned her face with a smile.

"I'll send this uncle first and tell you where I went last night later?"

Her son is very strict with her, so she has to report with her son wherever she goes, and she can go only with his consent. Her character is very similar to someone, but she enjoys it.

When Nangong Ao heard Liang Zixing's words, he frowned and strode back.

"Little fellow, don't talk to your aunt in such a tone. She's my woman. Be careful I beat you."

Liang Zixing had already sat up with drops in his hands.

He stared at the tall man standing in front of him with big eyes. Of course he knew him. He said he was a little fart child at the airport that day.

But what did he say? Aunt?

Her big eyes turned to Liang MuQing. Liang MuQing was already worried. If Zixing said she was Mommy, Nangong Ao would know that it was their son.

Liang MuQing shook her head at Zixing. Anyway, he was so smart that he must understand what she meant.

Liang Zixing shook his head reluctantly. It turned out that mommy really found a boyfriend and had to ask him to call her aunt.

Although he doesn't like this man very much, he doesn't want to embarrass Mommy? After all, with him, she lost a lot of opportunities.

"Hum, you can't take care of the matter between me and my aunt."

He snorted coldly, and then shouted.

Liang MuQing finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and pulled up the corner of Nangong Ao's clothes.

"You go. He's still ill. Don't make him angry."

She was secretly lost in the bottom of her heart. It was such a painting style when her father and son met. It was not warm and touching at all.

Nangong Ao raised his hand and hugged her. "I like this boy very much. His character is a bit like me and strong. And you are a little sheep. Are you bullied by him all day?"

Liang MuQing grabbed his clothes and walked forward a few steps to keep a distance from him.

"I like being bullied by him, can't I?"

She whispered, opened the door of the sick room and pushed him out.

Nangong Ao was ruthlessly thrown out of the door. He stood there with a trace of loss in his eyes.

He was replaced by someone. No wonder he didn't listen to him more and more. It turned out that she only listened to the boy now.

-------There will be more than 60 chapters in January. I will wait for the notice and tell you when, but the author is already desperately saving the manuscript. Good night------