Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Mo Qingyan touched the drawing board, and then the drawing paper. Next to it were all the pigments she liked to make. It turned out that he knew everything?

It seemed that some hatred faded a little, and she pursed her lips and smiled.

"Are you ready? Let's start painting?"

Li tingjue's eyes flashed a trace of loss. She wouldn't be late at night. Do you really want to draw a portrait for her? His purpose is not on this.

He came over, took her by the waist and leaned close to her ear.

"I miss you, and my body misses you."

Mo Qingyan only felt his ears hot and his face hot. This guy can say such words.

She raised her hand and beat him, "draw." the tone of command.

Li Ting jueyamei's face flashed a hurt expression, "really want to draw?"

"Then I'll go back."

This dead liar, didn't he say to draw for him before he came? Now it's gone bad again. She won't let him do it.

She pressed Li tingjue to sit on the front chair. Originally, she wanted to pack some other things, but looking at his dishonest eyes, forget it. Just draw a portrait.

Mo Qingyan picked up the brush and began to write. When she draws, she is very focused and has a special taste.

Li tingjue insisted for a while, but he couldn't. He thought she was too attractive. He suddenly stood up, hugged her from behind and kissed her neck.

Mo Qingyan's body suddenly flashed a trace of current and shook his hand with the brush.

Li tingjue turned her over, and Mo Qingyan's brush fell and made a crisp sound.

Mo Qingyan wanted to refuse, but Li tingjue kissed her lips eagerly. She didn't even have a chance to speak.

The temperature in the studio is getting higher and higher. Mo Qingyan is pressed by her in front of the French window. Looking at the starry sky outside, she is very shy. The man behind him enjoys it very much. It's wonderful to have her like this!

"Li tingjue, don't be here!"

But he likes to be here, so that every time she enters the studio, she can remember the beauty of tonight.

"Little smoke, we don't want to separate anymore."

His kiss became more and more intense, and Mo Qingyan couldn't distinguish his voice and completely sank into his breathing sound.

……

Li tingjue hugged her and went to their room. Mo Qingyan buried his face in his arms and complained in a low voice.

"Li tingjue, can you go back to that room again in the future?"

In fact, she enjoyed it when she thought of just losing face, but if they were like this at this time, they would lose face if they were seen by the servant.

Li Ting Jue smiled and kissed her forehead.

"Don't worry, they won't come to the main building."

They were soaking in a big bathtub. Mo Qingyan leaned against his shoulder and poked the petals floating on the water with his fingers.

"What do you think we are now?"

Li Ting closed his eyes comfortably, "husband and wife."

Mo Qingyan paused and glanced at him.

"Just boyfriend and girlfriend."

After that, he got up angrily and wanted to step out of the bathtub.

Li Ting never frowned. The girl was angry when she said she was angry, so he fished her with his long arm and pressed her into the water again.

"OK, what does Xiaoyan say?"

He found that in front of Mo Qingyan, he had no backbone at all. He made up his mind about the wife slave.

Think about all this he asked for. Is regret useful?

It's no use. It's only twice as good to her.

Mo Qingyan took another bite on his shoulder. Tonight, she bit him all over with tooth marks.

Li tingjue raised his hand and stroked it. It hurt a little, but as long as she was happy, bite it.

"Li tingjue, see? This is my mark of Mo Qingyan. They belong to me."