Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

I knew he changed his face faster than turning a book. She was very angry, so she bit him on the shoulder.

Someone groaned when he felt pain.

"Are you a dog?"

Mo Qingyan was satisfied. All his anger disappeared and he didn't care about him.

She went back to the sofa area and picked up a pair of small shoes, pink, especially cute. Put it on his desk and she bent her eyes and smiled.

"Isn't it cute?"

Li tingjue was also attracted by this little thing. It was the first time he saw it. He had never paid attention to baby products before.

He lifted his right hand and rubbed his left shoulder, where she had bitten.

His eyes shook slightly, and he did feel a little excited, but he was still cold, as if he didn't care.

Mo Qingyan completely saw his mind, so he stretched out his hand and stroked his eyelashes.

"Don't pretend. Anyone who sees such lovely shoes will feel cute unless he is a fool."

Someone was scolded as a fool and could only wring her eyebrows. The girl seemed to be bad.

Then she showed those things one by one in front of him, and Li tingjue wrote them down one by one. It turned out that the baby's things were really cute, and he liked them very much.

He should have bought these things with her. Angela, the three of them. He wasn't involved. Now, he wanted to participate.

But at the thought of his face, he didn't want to hurt her all her life.

He can raise any child. She is free.

But at this time, the child in her belly will kill her. What should he do?

The more excited he saw her, the less he knew what to do?

This is probably the first time that the dark night emperor has encountered such a difficult thing. Together with the woman shaking in front of him, it has become his problem.

Mo Qingyan showed off today's achievements and took out his coffee cake. The whole office was filled with the smell of cake.

She went over and took his hand. "I bought you your favorite dessert for afternoon tea."

Li tingjue didn't want to talk to her, but she pulled him hard. He couldn't help it. He was afraid that the scar on the uterus would crack when she tried hard, so he sat down with him on the sofa.

He folded his legs gracefully and put his hands around his chest. He didn't mean to eat her cake at all.

Mo Qingyan politely dug a spoonful and sent it to his mouth, "take off the mask."

But someone is ungrateful and completely ignores her kindness and enthusiasm.

Mo Qingyan reached out to pick it, but he clasped his wrist, and his eyes projected coldly.

"I won't eat. Don't bother."

Mo Qingyan doesn't think it's fun. He bought the cake to trick him to take off his mask. Unexpectedly, he was so nervous that his big hand holding her hand was white and strong.

It's like pinching her wrist. She hurts so much.

They looked at each other like this. He was afraid that she would take off her mask, and she was thinking, why does he wear a mask all the time?

The two men, each with his own thoughts, were so deadlocked.

Finally, Mo Qingyan compromised. She wanted to find him in the past, so she could tolerate everything.

So he pulled back his hand, and then the other one gently stroked the red place.

Li tingjue saw those red marks, and a trace of heartache flashed at the bottom of his heart. Just now he was too nervous for fear that she would lift her mask, so he didn't take it lightly.

Her eyes remained on her wrist, and Mo Qingyan stroked it twice, regardless. Sitting on the carpet, I ate the cake and had a good time.