Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Mo Qingyan heard his words and raised his pink face. There was fog in her big eyes. She worked hard to gather his face at one point.

"Li... Ting... Absolutely..."

Li tingjue saw that she could recognize him. The smile on the corner of his mouth was deeper and deeper, and the demonic lips rose slightly.

"You are not obedient. I said you can only drink juice."

Hearing his voice and seeing his people, Mo Qingyan felt full of security, so he walked forward alone.

"It's rare for me to... Drink once. I want to play more... Will you?"

After two steps, she turned and looked at him askew, like a child.

Li Ting would never miss such a green smoke. It seemed that God gave him another chance to see him. The loss at the bottom of his heart turned into a surprise.

He will make up for the missed years. This is an opportunity.

"OK, play as you like, but listen to me."

Mo Qingyan smiled and smiled sweetly. Li tingjue indulged in her smile and didn't think he also laughed.

When he recovered, she had disappeared in the corridor. His eyes were slightly picked up. He felt confused by her smile and lost her, so he hurried downstairs.

There was a gentle piano music in the hall. It was Chopin's Nocturne. His eyes turned to the white piano. It was mo Qingyan he was looking for playing the piano.

She played very attentively, and the whole hall was quiet. Her whole body was shining brightly, which could not be ignored.

As like as two peas, she walked slowly down the stairs and stood behind her, looking at her elegant piano playing.

That's how he stood behind her and looked up at her.

Upstairs, Nangong Ao carried Liang MuQing into the bedroom, and the family doctor soon entered the room.

Gong Ao looked at her sleeping in bed. There was a moment of tenderness in her blue eyes. Her face is round and her eyes are big. She looks like a doll. Every time he looks at her, his heart always hurts.

At this time, looking at the way she fell asleep, I couldn't look back.

"Young master."

Until the family doctor broke the silence, he suddenly drew back his sight, the warm color on his face was all collected, and his eyes returned to indifference.

"She drank."

She had a heart attack. He wouldn't have let her drink. Today, she secretly drank upstairs, so she has been worried about her.

The doctor has been following Nangong Ao. Naturally, he knows Liang MuQing's situation. He quickly checks her. After checking, everything is normal.

"Young master, Miss Liang, she's fine. She doesn't drink much."

Nangong Ao was relieved and waved to him, "go out."

He sat by the bed and watched her curl up in a insecure sleeping position. She was lonely and helpless. He raised his hand painfully and touched her face.

She suddenly woke up. When she saw Nangong Ao, she was scared and quickly shrank back.

"I just fell asleep."

She raised her hand and touched her face in a panic. It was so hot.

Nangong Ao became the cold, arrogant and ruthless man again, and his eyes were sharp, "who allowed you to drink?"

After that, he clasped her little hand with his big hand, pulled her into his arms, and then bit her ear punitively.

"Well..."

Liang MuQing was painful and itchy, and gave a whisper.

Her eyes were full of fear, and she finally said with a cry.

"Can you let me go tonight? There are a lot of people outside."