Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Angela's big eyes turned round and round. She looked like an owl.

She murmured, "no wonder I felt like I met him the first time. It turned out to be xiaojue's grandpa? Mommy, grandpa likes me and my brothers. We had an appointment before. He took us to watch the game in meow city during the holiday."

Mo Qingyan frowned slightly, "the grandpa you said before is him?"

It's such a coincidence that Mo Qingyan feels like this. As long as Grandpa Li likes them, there's nothing wrong with her and Jue.

A smile flashed across his face, sweet like a blooming rose.

Li tingjue's long arm ran over her, "what are you laughing at? Are you still smiling so beautifully?"

Mo Qingyan glanced at him, looked at him, and then couldn't help laughing.

"Jue, your grandpa likes three little guys very much. We... We can be together."

Her voice was sweet and full of joy. She was very happy to hear it.

Li tingjue's face was covered with warmth, "I'm always at ease with them."

He felt that the old man would like the three children as long as he had seen them. He liked them as much as he did. He was so confident.

At this time, Angela sent the handkerchief to xiaoaojiao. The boy was wearing a white suit and tall with long legs. Angela looked more and more petite standing beside him.

When he saw the handkerchief handed over, he bent his mouth and smiled. Then pet touched her head, took the handkerchief and wiped it.

"Thank you!"

Very gentleman and polite.

Mo Qingyan was slightly surprised. "Who is that?"

How does it feel that Angela blushes when she sees him? What is this little girl thinking so young?

Of course, Li tingjue knew it and smiled.

"Our future son-in-law."

Mo Qingyan pushed him, "who did you listen to?"

Li tingjue thought that a little girl had abandoned him again and again for this little guy. It was a little bad. So he wanted to seek some comfort, took her hand and ran out.

Mo Qingyan can only run with him, "where are you going?"

She looked back as she ran, a little worried, children. Out of the hall, turn to the right, and Li tingjue suddenly stopped. Then he put her against the wall under the eaves and wiped her little face with his long finger.

In the dim light, his face as beautiful as a peerless demon was plated with Phnom Penh and more three-dimensional. His face approached little by little, and the smile at the corners of his mouth appeared, gorgeous as peach blossom, bright and moving.

Mo Qingyan's heart beat faster and his breathing became urgent. Looking at his red lips in a little closer, and finally touched her lips.

At this touch, both of them couldn't control it. They kissed each other back and began to suck gently. The fire was ignited within a few seconds and turned into a war between lips and tongues.

Mo Qingyan was kissed and sobbed. Li tingjue's big hand painted on her. His fingers were like magic, and there were bursts of crispness in the painting.

Her little hand went up and hugged his neck. They were close together. She could obviously feel his change and prestige.

The man standing under the eaves smoking, when he saw this scene, his eyes were stained with a layer of sadness. He twisted out his cigarette end and gave a soft cough.

"Brother, you disturb my silence."

The noise was too loud, especially the girl's sob, which made him uneasy.

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