Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Angela heard this and smiled happily, "Ann doesn't want you, and xiaojue."

She will never forget to add Li tingjue. Maybe this is the lover of her previous life. She also found her father. This little girl is actually very powerful.

And Mo Qingyan looked at the three children and was a little moved. Although she didn't know whether the three of them were really born to her, her heart was warm when she listened to them.

Back to Li tingjue's villa, Li Ma went to cook dinner. Mo Qingyan went upstairs and painted in Li tingjue's study. What she painted was an ancient flower bottle with flowers. In her opinion, it should be an antique.

The background color of white porcelain is painted with a green lotus leaf, which is very elegant.

She put several beauties in the vase, and the whole picture became more and more artistic.

She drew on the paper with a paintbrush, and Angela sat on the carpet not far from her, playing with Barbie. She turned her head from time to time. Xiaoyan used to like painting.

And she just stays with her. She likes to be her little tail.

In the courtyard downstairs, a helicopter stopped. Li tingjue got off the helicopter. Because he didn't return in time, he flew back in the helicopter.

Ice and sunshine heard the sound of the plane. Standing in the window on the second floor, I looked down and saw their father get off the plane.

The sun looked happy, "Daddy is back."

It seems that with him, the family is complete and they feel more secure.

The ice said coldly, "he's still afraid of Mommy being robbed."

The two brothers are very satisfied with this. At least their father cares about Mommy. That's enough.

They went downstairs. Li tingjue was changing his shoes in the porch. When he saw the two sons coming downstairs, he asked.

"Did you bring her back?"

His voice was full of fatigue. He flew past and back. Even if he was strong, he still had a sense of fatigue.

The sunshine came to him, "Daddy, look at you so tired."

Li tingjue's big palm stroked his face, "not tired. Where's your mommy?"

Thinking of the boy in the video looking at her, he was very upset and wanted to shoot the man.

The ice pointed upstairs, "Mommy and Meimei are in your study."

At this time, mama Li cooked dinner and came out to see Li Ting. She was a little surprised. When he came back at noon, she packed her luggage. Didn't she say she had to go to Qingcheng for a business trip and didn't come back until a week?

"Young master, aren't you on business?"

Li tingzi handed him the bag, "I won't go out for the time being."

Li Ma took his bag and told them.

"Dinner is ready for dinner."

Li tingjue touched the heads of his two sons, "go wash your hands and prepare for dinner. I'll call your mommy and sister."

Two small steamed stuffed buns went to wash their hands, while he went upstairs, opened the door of the study and saw a beautiful scene.

In the study, as like as two peas of white silk curtain were blown up by the wind, Mo Qing smoke drew a picture on the sketchpad. She was very focused. She painted very well, almost exactly the same as the picture on the side of the window, but her paintings were more textured and contained emotions.

Angela was lying on the carpet behind her, playing Barbie and watching her painting. Li tingzi looked at all this and had a feeling of peace in the years.

As he stepped in, Angela turned her head, then suddenly got up and jumped at him with a smile.

"Xiaojue, you're back."

Mo Qingyan turned his head and saw her in a black handmade suit. She walked in with a dignified appearance. Her eyes couldn't move away.