Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

"Jue, you really got her?"

Coldly, I don't believe it, but this guy prepares clothes for women and sends them home. Is this ready to live together?

But the sound of cutting off the phone came from his ear, with a cold look of gossip, but Li tingjue was too heartless. Even if he wanted to ask, he wouldn't say.

Mo Qingyan went into his cloakroom. The suits inside were only one color, all black, and the shirts were almost black. All the things are neatly placed according to the color. You can see how strict he is.

But how did she think he was ruffian and bad.

He shook his head, grabbed a white shirt and said, "what kind of him is none of your business. Don't think about it."

Then he walked quickly out of the cloakroom and into the bathroom. When she came out, her hair came down, and her small face was clean and white, just like after bathing.

A pair of slender legs under the white shirt always makes men look more.

Two people like this, one watching and the other standing. Feel very embarrassed, and Mo Qingyan's eyes, nose and heart can only make a sound to break the silence.

"Well, I'll go to the guest room to sleep. Call me if you have anything."

Li Ting Jue's evil eyes narrowed slightly, "you're comfortable. I haven't washed yet. Help me."

Mo Qingyan's eyes were wide and his fingers pointed to himself, "what? I'll wash it for you?"

"Hum!"

A man opened the quilt, "I'm injured now. I can't touch the water. You wipe me with a towel. I have to change my pajamas."

The cold and evil voice made Mo Qingyan want to kick him, but when he saw the wound in his abdomen, he thought of his situation today. If it weren't for this man, what would happen to her.

He was no longer proud. He went into the bathroom, took out a damp and hot towel, wiped his face, and then rubbed it along his neck on his well-defined texture lines.

His eyes locked her deeply, watching her bite her lower lip slightly, her small face red. He couldn't help but curl his lips and smile. He found that bullying her was a fun thing.

It seems that seeing her, his mood becomes particularly good.

She carefully avoided the wound, wiped it again and changed the hot towel several times. But a man didn't want to spare her like this.

"The bottom is also wiped. You women don't wash the bottom after bathing?"

The ending sound rises, and frivolous words tickle people's hearts.

Mo Qingyan poked angrily at his wound. Li Ting sat up in pain and grabbed her hand.

"Hey, it hurts."

"Oh..."

Mo Qingyan looked proud, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice."

Li Ting absolutely knew that the girl was not easy to handle, so he pointed to the trouser head, "take it off and wipe the bottom."

Mo Qingyan saw an indescribable thing in front of him. His little face became more and more red and scolded, "you're abnormal."

Let her wipe it for him. Who does he think she is? Even a maid can't wash the man's house. It's so abnormal.

Li Ting Jue's black eyes stared at him deeply, saw through her, and couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, where do you think I told you to wash? I just asked you to take off my pants and wipe my legs."

Mo Qingyan is embarrassed. Ah, does he mean that? Are you thinking too much?

"Mo Qingyan, if you want to wipe there, I don't mind, but you have to be responsible."

He bit the last two words very hard and his eyes lit up. He wanted the woman to hear clearly. What does responsibility mean?

"Cut, do you think your one is made of gold or diamond? I don't care."