Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Mo Qingyan found that this man is really good-looking. It seems that he is the most handsome man she has ever seen.

Especially those peach eyes, long and narrow, seductive.

Angela saw Xiaoyan looking at Li tingjue like this, and she giggled.

"Xiaoyan is stunned."

A word woke Mo Qingyan. Her little face turned red. She quickly turned her head and continued to draw her painting. But it was obvious that his eyes fell on her, making her unable to concentrate.

"Well..."

Writing is a mistake. She quickly corrected it, but the more she corrected it, the more it became ugly.

Li tingjue had asked Angela to go downstairs for dinner. He went to her, stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and then turned the wrong pen into a divine pen.

Mo Qingyan looked at the picture at this time. It was perfect. She smiled and asked him.

"Can you draw, too?"

Li tingjue wanted to tell her that it was all because of her that he would deliberately learn, because she liked it. He had been painting with him since childhood.

He gradually learned a lot about the so-called influence. And now he's half an expert, all because of her.

"A little."

He took her hand. "Go down to dinner."

Mo Qingyan looked at his big hand and held her small hand. A trace of sweetness slipped through his heart.

She didn't break away. He led her downstairs, and then they crowded into the bathroom on the first floor to wash their hands. When he concentrated on washing his hands, Mo Qingyan always looked at him secretly. When he wiped his hands, his thin lips opened gently.

"Don't look, the whole person is yours."

Having said that, he had stepped out of the bathroom and Mo Qingyan tooted his mouth.

Uh

He didn't look at her. How did he know she was looking at him? Does this man have eyes on the back of his head?

What a shame.

After dinner, he played with the children in the living room, while she went upstairs to pack up. Military training will begin tomorrow. She has to live in the military training base for half a month.

Angela rode on Li tingjue to ride a horse. At this time, Li tingjue gathered all the edges. She was a sunny father, accompanying the children.

Ice cubes looked at the picture and smiled at the corners of their mouths. It seemed that their relationship with the old man had been brought closer.

Sunshine is assembling an anti real gun. He moves neatly. Seeing his sister laughing so happily, he is also in a good mood.

"Meimei, it's OK. Daddy will be tired."

Angela nodded when she heard what he said. "Xiaojue, it's OK. I'm going down."

She slipped off his back and came over from the tea table with a paper towel. Her small hands were clumsily wiping his sweat. He sat on the carpet, enjoying his daughter's service.

"Xiaojue, it's very kind of you."

A man who usually exists like an emperor is so warm in front of his children. Mama Li feels warm when she looks at him.

She came over. "Young master, I'll take Angela and them to take a bath. Go and see Miss Yan. She's packing."

Hearing that she was packing, Li tingjue frowned slightly, and there was a trace of sadness on his handsome face.

Is she leaving?

Thinking of this, he quickly stood up, went to her room, opened the door and saw that she was struggling with the suitcase.

Mo Qingyan heard the sound of opening the door and turned his head to see him. Her little face was wrinkled together.

"Li tingjue, I don't know why? My box just can't be closed."

Li tingjue's expression was very dark. She still didn't believe what he said, and she still wanted to leave? So he clasped her hand angrily and pulled her up.

Mo Qingyan fell into his arms and hit her head against the solid muscle. The pain made her tears come out.

Then his lips were sealed by his overbearing. He was not kissing, but gnawing.