Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Referring to the pain of Li tingjue, he looked at Mo Qingyan first, hoping that she could believe him.

Then he raised his lips coldly, "I heard that your grandfather has been ill recently. I'll go and see him tomorrow."

The fierce night owl's face immediately changed and refused directly, "no, he doesn't want to see outsiders."

The meal made the three of them worry about each other. Although Mo Qingyan enjoyed Li tingjue's service, he was also afraid that they would fight and lose face.

After dinner, Mo Qingyan went to pay the money, and the two men were unhappy with each other. Mo Qingyan came over after paying the money. "Xiao Xiao, let's go."

She wanted to go to his car to get the shopping, so she said it naturally.

When Li tingzi heard this, he was shrouded in cold, grabbed her hand and took her away.

"Alas, Li tingjue, what are you doing?"

Seeing that she still wanted to go with the fierce owl, Li tingjue picked her up and Mo Qingyan screamed. Attracted the attention of many people, she did not dare to cry and buried her face in his arms.

Knowing that resistance is useless, a man is so domineering that no one can beat him. He won't take the things first. Let's find him tomorrow.

Li tingjue left in a hurry, and the look on his face was frightening.

Until she was thrown into the soft big bed and her little mouth was sealed by him. His nose was full of his masculine breath, and Mo Qingyan pushed his chest.

"Li... Tingjue, you..."

She gasped heavily, and the guy kissed her again, which made her out of breath. And in Li Ting's evil eyes, there was fire. He didn't want to wait and forget her.

Li tingzi pressed her hands over her head, and her legs were surrounded by his slender and straight legs. Their posture at this time is too abnormal. Mo Qingyan's face is red again. What does he want?

"Mo Qingyan, I said you were not allowed to have contact with him, can't you understand?"

Then he buried his head and chewed on her neck. Mo Qingyan couldn't bear the feeling. The pain is neither itching nor itching. It's hard to feel anyway. She snorted, but her voice was as soft as water.

"Li tingjue, you let go of me, I'm uncomfortable."

She's dead. If he keeps fooling around like this, she may go crazy. The aunt's towel below can't hold up. It seems to be bleeding.

Li tingjue couldn't stop kissing. He picked up her shoulder strap with a finger and slid it under her shoulder, and the kiss followed.

No, Mo Qingyan lifted his hands up and struggled, "Li tingjue, don't do this. I can't be with him in the future."

Li Ting Jue gasped heavily, and his blood was boiling and shouting. He buried his head in her two regiments and gasped.

Finally, he calmed down a lot before raising his head. He didn't want to force her. Then he turned over and held her in his arms, holding her very tight.

Mo Qingyan is stiff, because although he has had several physical contact with him and almost wiped his gun and went off fire, today's obvious reaction and the feeling that he doesn't hate him.

Let her know that she seems to be attracted to him.

So nervous to stiff, and a little like to be close to him, contradictory mood, completely messy.

The little hand climbed up his neck and buried himself in his arms. Li tingjue felt her change, his lips rose and his mood became better.

His big hand gently stroked her head, and there was a warm color in his evil eyes.

"Xiaoyan, you like mine, too, don't you?"

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