Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Li Ting Jue raised his eyebrows and smiled, "well, I'm all yours, okay?"

Mo Qingyan leaned against his shoulder, and his slender long fingers scratched on his sexy clavicle.

"Don't let other women touch you in the future, because they are all mine."

She said overbearing, and Li tingjue was in a better mood, holding her and began again. Mo Qingyan wanted to ask for help, but it seemed that even if she broke her throat, no one would come to save her.

This night, Li tingjue was like taking a stimulant. He couldn't stop at all. If Mo Qingyan hadn't been begging for mercy at last, he would have let her go.

She nestled in his arms and the corners of her mouth bent.

"Li tingjue, why are you like Teddy?"

Fortunately, they don't live together now. If they are tortured by him every day, she will be tired to death.

A man, with a spring breeze on his face, seemed not tired at all and tightened her waist.

"In the future, you should adapt to my frequency. Go to bed and don't get up early tomorrow."

Now she doesn't work, she usually studies painting, and other time is at her disposal, and she has him, not to worry about other things, so she can sleep until she wakes up naturally.

Mo Qingyan closed his eyes. "I had something to tell you, but you villain made me so tired. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

She wanted to tell him about the person who sent her flowers these days.

From the faces of the children tonight, she saw her wish to have a family reunion. She doesn't want to be a family anymore.

"Go to sleep and talk about it tomorrow."

He kissed her in the eye and said, "good night!"

They both fell asleep. Their bodies were used to each other, so holding them together was like eating valium and they could fall asleep soon.

The next day, Mo Qingyan woke up and opened his eyes to see the white gauze bed curtain hanging down. The whole body is sore and the lips are numb.

Thinking of his enthusiasm last night, he always liked to kiss her and couldn't help laughing.

She rolled around on the bed and sat up. Her long hair was on her snow-white shoulder, covered with deep and shallow marks.

Mo Qingyan picked up the silk pajamas on one side, put them on and cut his long hair.

She pushed open the French window and walked out of the terrace. The sun was warm, and the garden was full of flowers of all colors.

She stretched herself comfortably. There were servants in the garden who greeted her when they saw her.

"Good morning, Miss Yan!"

Mo Qingyan nodded her head lightly. She turned and went into the house. She looked at the time. It was more than nine o'clock.

And he left long ago. He should have gone to the company.

The housekeeper opened the door and came in with her cell phone in his hand.

"Miss Yan, your call is from the young master."

Mo Qingyan took it, "hello?"

"Listen to the servant, are your legs still sour when you wake up? Do you need me to come back and rub it for you?"

Her ambiguous voice rang in her ears, tickling her ears. She was far away from the housekeeper.

"Li tingjue, you go too far."

She angrily accused him, and Li tingjue smiled in a good mood.

"Oh, next time I must pay attention, or you and the children will move here. I want to see you after work every day."

He couldn't learn to be gentle, so his voice became more and more sexy.

Mo Qingyan's heart trembled. She wanted to be with her family.

"Mr. Li, you said you would chase me again. I haven't felt it yet."

Uh

The man over there is full of black lines. Was he not obvious enough last night?