Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Mo Qingyan saw Angela and Li tingjue looking at her and waiting for her to pass. She had to walk over, push the door, and the three entered her bedroom.

Angela looked at the big bed and pointed to the middle. "Little smoke sleeps in the middle. I sleep here and xiaojue sleeps there."

Like a little adult, divide the bed. And Li tingzi put her on the bed and pointed to the wardrobe.

"Is there anything I can wear?"

There is no man in Mo Qingyan's family. There is too much difference between Xiaowen and his height, and he can't wear Xiaowen's clothes. Mo Qingyan thought, "I'll get you a bathrobe."

Then she went to the wardrobe to look for clothes. Angela stood up and walked to the tall Li tingjue.

"Xiaojue, are you and Xiaoyan getting married? Will we live together every day in the future?"

Just think about her. She really has a father and will never be called a wild child again.

Li tingjue stretched out her slender finger and helped her straighten out her long hair. "Well, we will live in a new home in the future. My uncle has got you a princess room."

Angela clapped her little hand happily, "yes!"

Happy, secretly looked at mommy and whispered, "can I sleep with you after you get married?"

She can't sleep by herself. It's dark at night. She's afraid. And she likes Mommy, so she likes to smell her.

Li tingjue glanced at the woman who stood on tiptoe and was taking clothes. Her back is very slim. Today she wears a black coat with her navel exposed, so when she stretches her arms, her back and waist are exposed.

The snow-white complexion and the small waist are very attractive.

Someone's mind is unclean. I'm afraid it's difficult for him to do what he wants to do if he sleeps with this little guy. So she lifted her lips and smiled, "the room arranged by Uncle an is very beautiful."

Angela thought, "well, wait until I see the room."

Mo Qingyan took his clothes and handed them to him, "go take a bath first."

Li tingjue nodded slightly, took the white bathrobe into the bathroom, smelled the bathrobe, there was her smell, and there was a trace of pleasure between his eyebrows.

After taking a bath, he walked out of the bathroom and saw Angela still playing Barbie and changing clothes for the villain. Seeing him coming out, he raised his big bright eyes.

"Xiaojue, Mengmeng's little hand has fallen off. I can't fix it."

Li tingzi took over the arm, settled her neatly and handed it to her. Angela called him sweetly, "small, great."

Mo Qingyan took a bath in the next room, pushed the door in his pajamas and came in. They looked at her, and Angela frowned.

"Xiao Yan, why don't you wear a slippery skirt?"

Because she was wearing pajamas in the style of long clothes and trousers, and the button was fastened to the top one. At a glance, she knew who she was guarding against.

Mo Qingyan couldn't stand the eyes of the two people, raised his hand and flustered his hair.

"I'm a little cold."

A man's long and narrow peach eyes flashed a dark light. Do you know what she was thinking? But he doesn't point.

Angela yawned so sleepy, "sleepy, sleepy."

She automatically rolled aside, Mo Qingyan looked in the middle of his eyes, and Li tingjue's eyes motioned her to come over. She went to bed and covered Angela with a quilt. The little girl stretched out her little hand.

Mo Qingyan looked at Li tingjue and whispered, "Ann, we are all big girls. This habit must be changed."

Li tingjue put his hands on his head, looked at the roof, and listened to her whispering reason with her daughter. There was an illusion. They are a family. Xiaoyan is coaxing the children.

Unfortunately, the child is not his.