Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Nangong Ao swept her shoulder. "Servant, go home and paint me. You can paint, but you must be bigger than him."

Liang MuQing blushed and patted him, "don't make trouble, I'm going to be angry."

Then the teacher came down, "have you finished drawing?"

He was stunned when he saw Li tingjue, and then changed into a smiling face.

"School manager, do you have time to come today?"

Then he looked at Mo Qingyan vaguely, "Mo Qingyan has good skills and draws very well."

When she looked at the drawing board, she found that her painting was missing and asked Mo Qingyan, "your painting was very good just now."

Mo Qingyan's face was cold and unhappy. When he heard the teacher's words, he glanced at the broken paper under Li tingjue's feet.

"Teacher, I can't hand in my work."

Then she began to pack up her brushes and didn't want to manage Li tingjue.

Li tingjue's voice was very cold. He said to the teacher, "no more male models in the future, do you hear? This is the new school rule."

"OK, school manager, I'll tell the headmaster now."

Then she looked at them. It seemed that something was wrong. She'd better slip away first.

Li tingjue saw that Mo Qingyan had been lowering his head and making trouble with himself. He completely ignored him and was a little upset. But seeing Nangong Ao has coaxed Liang MuQing into happiness, and his side is still in chaos.

So he softened his voice, "little smoke, talk."

He clasped her hand and pulled her to face him, his eyes shining and his eyebrows frowning deeply.

"Don't ignore people."

Li tingjue seems not afraid of anything? The only thing I'm afraid of is that she ignores him.

Mo Qingyan took back his hand and stared at him.

"Li tingjue, don't tear my paintings in the future."

He didn't know how hard she worked to draw, and he didn't dare to see more, so it was more difficult to draw. But when he arrived, he tore it up.

At this time, there was no one else in the classroom. Nangong Ao had left with Liang MuQing.

Li tingjue took her into his arms. "Xiaoyan, if I let other women draw me, will you accept it?"

The girl has a stubborn temper and doesn't eat hard and soft. She can only let her feel his feelings.

Mo Qingyan's big eyes glanced around him and thought that his perfect figure would be a million times better than today's model if he showed it to other women.

A dark color flashed in her eyes. She didn't want to and couldn't.

Well, he seemed to understand his feelings, so he put his head in his arms.

"Li tingjue, you are so stingy."

However, it seemed that he cared about her. What suddenly occurred to her? Suddenly raised his head.

"You sent someone to follow me?"

Otherwise, he is in the company. How can he know what class she is taking? This guy is too dark. She and Qingqing are stared at by these two men.

Li Ting Jue's big palm touched her little face, "that's called protection."

"Unreasonable."

Mo Qingyan stared at him, which was clearly tracking.

But thinking of his last encounter, maybe he was afraid that she would encounter danger again, and a trace of warmth rose from the bottom of his heart.

The headmaster came to the classroom with a group of school leaders. Mo Qingyan awkwardly withdrew from his arms. This guy has too much face. First, all the leaders came.

Li tingjue took Mo Qingyan and said to the group behind him.

"You are busy. I just came to pick up my wife from school."

Then he took her away. Mo Qingyan turned his head embarrassed and smiled at them.

After all, she is a student here. She doesn't look up or down.

They walked in the campus and turned back 100%. Mo Qingyan let him lead them. Looking at his evil and beautiful side face, they enjoyed the feeling of love.

At this time, Li tingjue's mobile phone rang. It was a stranger mother. He connected.

"Hello?"

"Absolutely, it's mom. Let's meet?"

Li tingjue's expression suddenly darkened, and the whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.