Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

I don't know how. Kissing and kissing, she hit and hit and went to bed.

Moreover, he was pressed on the bed, and his big hands were dishonest. She didn't recover her consciousness until they had no obstacles. She didn't recover until his power touched her.

Holding his strong chest with both hands, "stop, stop."

Her voice was very sharp, and she ordered him angrily. Li Ting could hardly stand it. Sweat from his forehead dripped on her face, and a trace of pain appeared on his handsome face.

"Xiaoyan, you want it too, don't you? Give it to me."

After that, he wanted to bury himself. He really didn't know how he came over these three months. Besides thinking about her, I still miss her.

Mo Qingyan raised his legs against him.

"Li tingjue, if you do this again, I will hate you more."

She won't, not at all. Just out of control, may be crazy.

Hearing her crying, he propped up his hands, half knelt on the bed, and stroked her eyes with his fingers. It was wet there.

He raised his hand and wiped his face to calm himself.

"Well, I won't force you."

Then he went into the bathroom, and then there was the sound of water.

Mo Qingyan slowly curled up into a ball, and she hugged herself. What happened just now, she hated herself. It was like being possessed. When he touched her, she couldn't control herself.

Her body was in perfect harmony with his, so it was hard to restrain.

Li tingjue came out after taking a cold bath. Mo Qingyan had put on her pajamas. She stood in front of the French window with a shawl, as if waiting for him.

At this time, his mood had stabilized and looked at him coldly.

"You can go. I'll be bitten by a dog tonight."

Li tingjue saw her determination and finally tasted his indifference to her. It's just that he can't resist her. And he used a beautiful man, but she could stop at the last foot.

This comparison seems to be weak.

But he wished she could be weaker, so the party would be a good night.

Before he turned and left, he took her in his arms and said in her ear.

"Xiaoyan, I love you!"

Then she let go, opened the door and walked out of her room.

Mo Qingyan heard a heavy door closing before he recovered. When she turned around, the door had blocked all the voices between them.

That sentence, little smoke, I love you, has been echoing in her ears, even the hot breath is like in her ears.

When Li tingjue walked out of her room, he met blue night white.

"Cousin?" he looked at him suspiciously.

Li tingjue saw the servant behind him holding a rose dessert in his hand, and he lifted his lips coldly.

"Don't disturb her. She's very tired and has just fallen asleep."

Lanyebai looked at her wearing a bathrobe. Her hair was still wet. It was obviously like she had just taken a bath.

Anyone with a clear eye can think of what they just did inside? But blue night white doesn't believe that Mo Qingyan is such a person.

Li tingjue entered the next room and slammed the door heavily.

Blue night White asked the servant around him, "isn't this miss Lally's room?"

The servant answered him, "yes, young master."

Lanyebai looks at Mo Qingyan's room door and Li tingjue's. He knows that his cousin must have changed his room. He thinks his cousin also likes Xiaoyan.

A trace of distress flashed across his face. His cousin was the person he admired most, and Xiaoyan was his favorite person.

He won't let you compete fairly with his cousin. Who will Xiaoyan choose? He knows it all.