Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Don't smoke with your hands on your own perfume.

Tall and handsome Li Ting is like a sugar eating child behind her, eyes staring at her hands, her perfume, unique taste.

That represents her. He really wants it.

"Mo Qingyan, a million, I'll buy a bottle."

Someone raised his voice, and a little woman kept walking forward, holding perfume and dying.

The people in the fragrance mixing room looked sideways and had another understanding of the cold Li tingjue. It turned out that he also had a childish side. He was really cute.

Blue night looked at the perfume in his own hands, so he walked to Li Ting's side.

"Cousin, I make incense almost every week. There are many. You can choose any one."

Li tingjue's eyes have been staring at those in Mo Qingyan's hands. He is not interested in blue night and white at all.

Larry came over, with a shy smile on her face, sending the perfume she had just made to him.

"I just made it. I can give it to you."

Last night, she changed to a new room. She thought about it and thought that Master Li must be interested in her. Otherwise, how could she take the initiative to change rooms with her?

And he does not change with others, but only with her, which is naturally different.

Although he is married and has children, he can divorce, and she can raise children for him. As long as she likes him, he likes her too.

Looking at her shyness, Li Ting never twisted her eyebrow, and all of them came to perfume, but Mo Qing was holding her hands.

His eyes swaying and he stretched out his hand to pick up the perfume of RAli. Mo Qingyan suddenly backed back and grabbed Li tingjue's hand.

"How much did you just say to buy a bottle?"

"A million?"

"How much?"

She stared at him and asked, and Li Ting could only change his words.

"Ten million."

"Deal."

Mo Qingyan stuffed a bottle into his hand and said to the servant behind him.

"Come on, young master, ten million."

Everyone was dumbfounded. This was just a terrified perfume. Li Ting had done even without blinking his eyes.

He looked at the perfume in his hand and smiled. He finally got it, and could not help but smell it before his nose.

The front tone is refreshing and charming, which is the taste of grapefruit, orange and lemon.

Medium note: elegant and low-key, it is the smell of lily of the valley, lily, and rose.

Post tune: romantic fragrance is the smell of musk and amber.

After he tasted it, he liked it very much. He held it in his hand as a treasure.

The servant called him, "Master Li, our princess asked me to collect the money."

Li tingjue found that the girl was no longer in the spice room, so he said to the flying shadow.

"Give her a check, ten million."

Then he quickly stepped out of the fragrance mixing room and met his mother blue feather butterfly within a few steps.

Her lover has left, so she feels bored to stay here. Seeing his son, he greeted him.

"Absolutely, you accompany me to pick flower petals."

Just because Mo Qing went away, she didn't go, but after she tried perfume, she was a little more heartbeat.

Li tingjue's eyes kept looking at the distance, "I don't have time. You let Yebai accompany you."

Then he ran to the main building, with a brisk pace and speed.

Blue feather butterfly was a little disappointed and looked at the handsome figure and ran away.

"You can't catch up. Mo Qingyan has left in a car," he said in a cold voice

Li tingjue just ran to the door and saw that her car had left the manor. His face was obviously lost.