Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Long Qianmo promised: "I will never let anyone tell. Xiaoxing is our lifesaver. I won't betray him."

Yan Yu squinted and smiled, "you can remember his kindness. Bye!"

Long Qianmo felt that the identity of these people who came this time was not ordinary. It seemed that they were not small. He felt that if he provoked these people, he would not die enough.

Especially the evil man, from his powerful aura and his evil eyes, he is a man, not to mention a woman.

And he is the most dangerous one among them, so he won't mess with these people in the future. He just wants to live peacefully with Xiaoying.

They will stay with each other for the rest of their life. Nothing else is important to him.

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Liang MuQing and Mo Qingyan have returned to the town and are going to separate again. Liang MuQing and Mo Qingyan hold each other together, and both of them are reluctant to give up.

"Xiao Yan, I'll see you."

Mo Qingyan smiled, "I'm waiting to attend your wedding."

The two have been separated for so many years and have children. Now they should understand each other's intentions, so I hope they can be together as soon as possible.

Li tingjue came and hugged Mo Qingyan, then told Nangong Ao.

"Let's go first. The youngest son can't live without Mommy all day. Now he's crying again."

He had a headache at the thought of Li Jingyan, but after all, he was his son and still a treasure in his heart.

Nangong Ao smiled and pointed to him, "it seems that you are not only a wife slave, but also a child slave."

Li Ting never frowned, "you too."

He glanced at Liang Zixing and Liang MuQing behind him, and then walked towards their plane with Mo Qingyan in his arms.

Lengran and Yanyu also said goodbye to Nangong AO and bumped him on the shoulder.

"Waiting for your wedding wine."

Nangong Ao nodded lightly. A smile flashed in his blue eyes. They all looked forward to his marriage. In fact, he looked forward to it himself.

On the plane, Liang Zixing and Liang MuQing sat together. Nangong Ao sat on the edge, and his eyes turned to them.

"Xiaoxing, are you hungry?"

It seems that he hasn't eaten all day. He forgot himself. At this time, Liang Zixing nodded.

Liang MuQing just remembered, "today Xiaoxing has drawn a lot of blood. How can I do without eating?"

Nangong Ao smiled, "waiting for me to get you something to eat."

Nangong Ao finished three bowls of noodles in about half an hour. He called them.

"Come and have noodles."

Liang MuQing and Liang Zixing looked at each other, then they untied their seat belts and entered the lounge.

Liang Zixing asked incredulously, "can he eat his noodles?"

After all, he is not a person who can cook. Liang MuQing smiled. She has smelled the smell. The taste should be good.

"Try it yourself. Don't underestimate daddy."

She smiled and looked at Nangong Ao, hoping that he and his son could get along well.

Nangong Ao stood in front of the simple table and raised his eyebrows at him.

"I will never let you down."

Liang Zixing just sat on the chair, picked up his chopsticks and tasted it. He blinked his bright eyes like Xingchen.

Nangong Ao sat directly opposite him and was waiting for his son's judgment. Because this was the first time he cooked for his son, he was a little stressed.

Liang MuQing sucks her face and thinks that the father and son are a little funny. If they are hungry, eat first. How can they face and look at each other.

And their expressions were surprisingly similar. Liang MuQing took another breath and made a "Chi Chi" sound.