Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

"Xiaoyu, you go with other colleagues. I'm a little tired and want to have a rest."

Xiaoyu saw that she really didn't look well, so she had to find someone else. After she left, Mo Qingyan changed his clothes. Because this place is very hot, she chose a white suspender and cowboy hot pants.

He stood in front of the mirror and looked at it casually, so that he wouldn't think she was looking for him.

Mo Qingyan asked for Li tingjue's room number as Mrs. Li, which is on the 8th floor, room 808. Next door to her, she picked up his suit and hung it in her arms.

He stood at his door, took a deep breath and finally rang the doorbell.

Ye Qing opened the door. The moment she opened the door, her smile suddenly froze.

"Miss Mo, who are you looking for?"

Because Li tingjue said she didn't know her before, she thought Mo Qingyan and Li tingjue didn't know each other.

She came to open the door. As expected, Mo Qingyan was already ready and smiled sweetly.

"I'll return his clothes. Is he there?"

At this time, ye Qingqing is wearing a painted long skirt and her lips are painted with aunt's lipstick. She has a full personality. This may be the design model. It's a little uncomfortable in Mo Qingyan's eyes.

Because she was dressed up deliberately, and she stayed alone in the room with Li tingjue.

"Just give me your clothes."

Ye Qing leaned softly, as if on guard against her.

Mo Qingyan holds his clothes and doesn't let go. Ye Qingqing wants to take them. The two women are so deadlocked.

"Who?"

Li tingjue came over and saw Mo Qingyan and ye Qingqing holding their clothes, one pulling over and the other pulling back.

His peach eyes narrowed slightly and reached for his clothes.

"In fact, you don't have to pay it back. I won't wear it when others wear it."

After that, he threw his clothes into the trash can, then sat on the sofa and looked at it with a piece of information.

Mo Qing's lips are bitten by smoke. Does he dislike her so much? He just lost the clothes she wore. It's really a loser.

Ye Qingqing looks at her all the time and deliberately blocks her with her body.

"Miss Mo, anything else?"

Mo Qingyan looked up at her, "it's all right."

Then he turned angrily and went back to his room. He fell on the soft big bed and scolded angrily.

"Li tingjue, you big villain, what's the big deal? It's hateful to pretend you don't know me. You like that type of woman, don't you? I hope you don't choke."

Ye Qing leaned into the room and put his hands on Li tingjue's shoulders.

"Jue, are you tired? Do you want to have a rest?"

After saying that, she sat on his lap, and Li tingjue frowned.

"Designer ye, please respect yourself."

He pulled her away from him and stood up. Take out a cigarette and light it, then whisper.

"You go out and I'll see the rest myself."

Ye Qingqing's face changed slightly. She had heard Li tingjue's name for a long time. But this branch is too small. He has never been in the future. This is the first time she has seen him. I was totally fascinated by him, whether at work or when he smoked lazily.

I thought he was interested in himself, but now it seems that he is so cold and has a cold attitude towards her. He can't get into his eyes at all. He can only leave reluctantly.

The moment the door closed, Li tingjue turned his eyes and looked at the suit in the trash can. He picked it up and put it in front of his nose. It was all her taste, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

The faint fragrance of jasmine filled his heart instantly, as if she were in his arms.