Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Mo Qingyan got up, looked around the kitchen and found the apron hanging on the side of the refrigerator. She took it down and walked to Li tingjue who was cooking.

Because she was wearing slippers, which was much shorter than Li Ting, she blinked her big smart eyes.

"You lower your head!"

Her voice was soft. Hearing Li tingjue was like being passed through by an electric current. In fact, her coquettish appearance was particularly charming.

Li tingjue turned around and lowered his head. She put an apron around his neck, and he turned to cook again.

Mo Qingyan pulled the belt and tied it. He found that even if he was only wearing a bathrobe and an apron that didn't belong to a man, he could wear a different taste.

Because she had been staring at him, Li tingzi paused with his hands turning over the dishes, and then turned his head to look at her.

"Hungry?"

Mo Qingyan suddenly recovered. She raised her hand and touched her stomach.

"Well, when can I have dinner?"

"Soon, you'll watch TV again."

Mo Qingyan went back to the sofa and sat down. His eyes always fell on the figure of the open kitchen. In fact, he is not bad. In fact, he is really good to her.

Suddenly she was a little in love with him. Obviously, such a powerful person who can call the wind and rain was willing to cook for her.

Some of the hatred has disappeared a lot, at least not as much as before.

She was a little angry at the idea of being so disappointing, but she couldn't help feeling distressed when she saw him like this.

Alas, if you don't do well, don't do well! Step by step.

She thought for a while. His meal was ready. He took off his apron.

"Little smoke, come to dinner."

Mo Qingyan walked to the restaurant with his hands on his back. He saw three dishes and one soup on the table, which was very attractive. Stir fried okra, shredded pork with green pepper, sour ribs, laver egg soup.

He took two bowls of rice and put one in front of her.

Mo Qingyan picked up chopsticks to eat, and Li Ting said coldly.

"Wash your hands."

"Oh."

She was in a good mood and turned her lips. Then she went to wash her hands and sat at the table. She was so hungry that her chest was close to her back.

Li tingzi picked up a piece of spare ribs and put it on her plate, "try it, your favorite."

It was because he knew that she liked sour ribs best, so he specially saw Li Ma's practice. Today is his first attempt.

Mo Qingyan took a bite, and a little surprise flashed on his little face. Isn't it delicious? It seems to be better than Mom Li's.

She couldn't help thinking of the damn look when she ate his breakfast for the first time. She finally understood that there was no failure in his world.

Because every dish he cooked was very delicious, Mo Qingyan ate two bowls of rice. Because she was too full, she decided to wash the dishes and eliminate food.

"You go and help yourself. I'll do the dishes."

After that, she began to clean up. Li tingjue didn't say anything because she looked very happy?

He sat on the sofa and looked at the military channel with a remote control. He was more interested in the introduction of those weapons. Many of them are from his design.

Hearing the sound of the broken bowl, Li tingzi turned his head and watched her fall to the ground.

Li Ting rushed over and half picked her up.

"Little smoke... Little smoke..."

But she didn't respond at all. His hand touched her little face. It was very hot. Did she have a fever?

Thinking of what I've experienced today is both diving and raining. She was already weak, and her health was even worse with the miscarriage three months ago.