Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Liang MuQing saw that he was angry, her frightened eyelashes trembled, and finally her tears fell.

"I just want to go to military training, not leave you."

She escaped many times and was caught back by him. She knew she couldn't escape his palm, so she was obedient and let him bully her.

Nangong Ao's expression was frightening. "You're just my servant. Don't forget your identity. You can go to school. You should learn to be content and don't annoy me."

His voice was so loud that he almost roared out.

Like a basin of cold water poured on Liang Qingqing's head, she suddenly seemed to wake up. She was just a servant. She was not qualified to fight for anything?

Thinking of this, she raised her hand and covered her heart. It hurts, it hurts.

Seeing her painful expression, Nangong Ao felt a pain in his heart, put her in bed, and then called the family doctor.

After a while, the doctor came and examined her. After taking the medicine, she fell asleep quietly.

Nangong Ao stood by the bed, with a layer of haze on his deep outline. His eyes were full of heartache and stared at her deeply.

"Young master, Miss Liang, she can't be stimulated anymore."

That heart is failing a little. Time is running out. Young master Mingming cares about Miss Liang very much, but he can make her sick every time. He really doesn't understand this.

Nangong Ao asked, "how long does she have?"

Why can't he find a matching heart? Watching her go on like this day by day, he was anxious and afraid.

So his temper is getting worse and worse, especially when facing her.

"No more than three months."

His blue eyes darkened a little, as if the whole world had become black.

"You go out."

He had been standing by her bed, looking at her pale little face, with a little broken expression. What is he going to do? How to keep her.

Nangong Ao raised his hand to cover his heart. The heart inside was obviously hers, but it became his.

But his broken heart was in her body, constantly torturing her.

He leaned down and kissed her face with pity.

Only then did she resist. Otherwise, every time he wanted her, she resisted, as if he were a devil.

But the more she was like this, the more he became irritable, and the more she wanted to let her know that only he Nangong Ao was the man of her life, so he became addicted after he wanted her once.

Almost every night, I occupy her. Only in this way can I feel like I have her.

At last he lay on the bed and held her in his arms, very tight.

Liang MuQing's fine frown, which was still wrinkled, gently stretched out, as if the pain had been alleviated a lot.

The next day, Mo Qingyan pulled the box out of the elevator and saw Li tingjue walking down the stairs slowly. His narrow eyes stared at her. She was a little nervous.

The thought of the kiss last night made her blush. She straightened her back and walked over.

"Good morning!"

She smiled and said good morning to him, while Li tingjue raised his hand and looked at the time.

"Smoke, come here."

He opened his hands like an emperor, and the meaning could not be more obvious.

Mo Qingyan looked around and made sure there was no one in the hall. He ran over and hugged him.

A dissatisfied man whispered, "when can I sleep with you?"

After packing up last night, she was kicked out of her room, so she didn't sleep well all night.

Mo Qingyan only feels sweet in his heart. Should this feeling be love? She smiled and patted him.

"Li tingjue, I said the princess is hard to chase."

Just then the three children came downstairs, the ice covering Angela's mouth.

"Xiaojue and Xiaoyan kiss secretly again... HMM..."