Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Li tingjue felt her approach, and he was also unbearably tight, so he kissed down his neck, bit her earlobe and whispered.

"Have your relatives left?"

The hot breath poured into her ears and itched her goose bumps.

She raised her misty eyes and pulled his ears with her little hand.

"Come on, this is your office."

His big palms were grinding on her waist. Looking at the pair of deep V's in front of her, it was so tempting that he raised his lips and gave a bad smile.

"You don't know. Men want to come to the office once."

Mo Qingyan's face was red and dripping blood. His small hand pulled his ear hard to wake him up.

"No, I'll talk about it at night."

Then he hurried back and tidied up his clothes. Then the door of the office was knocked, and the secretary came in with food.

Seeing the two people standing at the desk, the light in the president's eyes was particularly shining, and his breathing was a little urgent. Take another look at Miss Mo, her face is red, and it looks like she has been kissed hard.

When she thought like this, her heart suddenly mentioned that it wouldn't really be what she guessed?

So she glanced at the president secretly. Fortunately, he was not angry. She hurried over.

"President, your coffee."

Then go to the sofa and put the juice and a stack of strawberry cakes on the short table.

"Miss Mo, here is your juice."

Then she quickly turned around and slipped out of the office. She vowed that if the president didn't find her today, she would never enter his office.

Mo Qingyan looked at the secretary who ran out and suddenly thought of Xiaoyu and couldn't help laughing.

"Your secretary is a bit like my secretary. He is not stable enough. His mood is completely written on his face."

Although such a character may not be able to do great things. But it's simple and mindless.

Li tingjue took a sip of coffee and said in a low voice, "it's careless, but it's OK, so I'll keep it."

Mo Qingyan really didn't mean anything else. He just thought of little fish.

She looked at the TV play and suddenly thought of tomorrow's dance, "Jue, tomorrow's dance, do you really take me?"

I haven't seen my grandfather and father for years. She will be excited at that time. But can they still recognize her? After all, for so many years, the person around them was Bessie.

Her eyes darkened at the thought.

Li tingjue returned to her while working. "Of course, my female companion in the dark night can only be you."

Mo Qingyan watched the TV play all morning. She didn't look up until there was nothing to see. Seeing that he was still busy, she got up, walked over and pressed his shoulder.

"Jue, I'll see the owl later. I want to buy something. After all, he almost died because of me."

Li tingzi put down his work, turned his head and kissed her face. She dodged and pushed him straight.

"You are busy with you, I say mine."

Li tingjue tapped his fingers on the keyboard, then raised his lips and smiled.

"Do you want me to let someone make a brocade flag and write sacrifice for smoke."

Then he couldn't help chuckling, "ordinary people can't understand."

Mo Qingyan patted him on the head, "Li tingjue, can you be serious?"

She was so angry when he looked like he was talking to him about business. She let go of her hand and stopped pinching his shoulder. She went back to the sofa and picked up her bag.

"I'll buy it myself."

With one look, he went to the door.

Li tingjue got up, quickly walked over and took her shoulder.

"I'll accompany you."