Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

"Second brother, what's the matter with parents?"

She had never seen her parents quarrel since she was a child, and it didn't look like a quarrel when they came in.

Yu smiled and raised her hand to rub her head.

"It's not about you."

Or will my parents quarrel? Because of her, they both love her, so they blame each other.

So there was a quarrel. Mo Qingyan ignored Li tingjue.

Ann was a little sad. "I'm not sensible and let them worry."

Yu smiled, "don't blame yourself. Don't you think letting your parents quarrel once can enhance their feelings?"

After quarreling and after the cold war, they will know how hard it is not to be together.

Maybe so many days together, they have forgotten the original feeling of love.

Just then, Li tingjue came down from upstairs and asked.

"Where's your mother?"

Ann and Yu smiled. It seems that the most words dad said are your mother?

Yu pulled up an an, "aren't you going to take me to visit your house?"

Ann nodded, "Oh, good."

When they passed Li tingjue, an an called him.

"Dad, did you make mom unhappy? She just cried outside, and she still secretly wiped her tears."

Li tingjue suddenly changed his face. Without speaking, he strode out.

When he heard her cry, his heart wrenched. He couldn't see her cry.

When Li Ting Jue opened the door, he saw the picture of little feather playing with Mo Qingyan. Seeing that his wife smiled so sweet, his frown loosened.

Little feather found out the fierce thunder, so he smiled at him.

When Mo Qingyan saw him, he looked cold and picked up his little feather.

"Grandma takes you inside to play."

As she walked in, she was pulled into a warm embrace, and the magnetic sound rang in her ears.

"Little smoke, don't be angry."

Mo Qingyan wriggled and didn't want to be held by him.

Little feather stared at them with big eyes and little mouth. He might think they were fighting.

Mo Qingyan glared at him, "if you don't let go, you will scare the little feather."

Seeing this little girl, she unconsciously remembered that when Ann was a child, she liked Li tingjue very much and often betrayed her.

But if it wasn't ANN, maybe she couldn't find the child's father.

Li tingjue thought she was still angry with him when he saw her absent-minded appearance. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a bad smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiaoyan, if you are angry again, I will kiss you in front of little feather."

Mo Qingyan's eyes lit up, "don't make trouble. How old are we? We'll scare the children."

This is their granddaughter. What does he look like?

"Don't be angry."

Then he kissed Mo Qingyan's face, and Mo Qingyan's face was slightly red.

"You old pervert."

Little feather saw that he kissed his grandmother, so he stretched out his face and babbled.

Mo Qingyan couldn't help laughing, "let you kiss her. This little girl is really a ghost spirit. Is she especially like Ann when she was a child?"

Of course, Li Ting had never seen such a small an, so he kissed Xiaoyu's face and Xiaoyu clapped his hands happily.

He hugged his wife and looked at his little granddaughter. His eyes were full of spoil.

Mo Qingyan is no longer angry, angry little mouth.

"Don't quarrel again."