Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Soon the elevator arrived. He stood up and stepped out first. Mo Qingyan found that he was just tired. He was like a changed person and full of energy again.

Seeing that many people in the president's office are working overtime, we know how strict his boss is. He went into his office and found someone missing. She put down her bag and went into the lounge.

Li Ting Jue was lying on the bed, pressing his head with a pillow. It seemed very uncomfortable.

A trace of confusion flashed on her beautiful little face. Li Shao was ill and had to be served by many people, but he hid alone and endured it.

So he walked over, took off his pillow and massaged him.

He turned over, put his head on her leg, knocked his eyes and loosened his eyebrows.

"Li tingjue, it won't work. Go to the hospital."

"No."

"Let someone buy some medicine."

Li tingzi opened his eyes, sat up and wouldn't let her press.

"I don't want people to follow, and I don't want people to know."

Because when he was ill, many things would be revealed unconsciously, and what he didn't want people to know would be exposed, so he would rather stay alone.

Mo Qingyan saw that his face was very bad, so he was a little angry.

"Li tingjue, let's go. Shall I buy you medicine?"

She angrily pulled him up, took him out of the lounge, and grabbed her bag.

A man with a bad face looked at the place where she held her hand, and the smile spread from the corners of his mouth. Ruffian crooked his head and let her do whatever she wants.

Out of his office, Yuan Cheng just came with the document.

"Mr. Li, there are documents for you to sign."

Mo Qingyan glanced at him, "sign tomorrow. Today he is ill and needs a rest."

Yuan Cheng was slightly stunned. President Li was ill. He followed him for five years, but he never saw him ill. I always thought he was in good health, but I didn't expect to get sick.

Just as he was shaking his mind, Mo Qingyan had taken Li tingjue into the elevator and went to the parking lot downstairs. She crammed Li Ting into her red super car, and then she sat in the driver's seat.

Seeing him sitting askew and frowning together, I couldn't help staring at him.

"When you're dying, bring me your safety and fasten it."

Li Ting Jue Xie smiled, "uncomfortable, no strength."

In front of her, he can pretend to be poor or act coquettish. It feels good. At least the girl is concerned about him.

Mo Qingyan can only stretch out his hand and pull his seat belt, but he hasn't fastened it yet. He kissed her, and it was his lips, and tasted it.

"You..."

Mo Qingyan buckled his seat belt angrily, then turned his head and started the engine.

Li Ting Jue half kowtowed his eyes. In fact, he wanted to kiss her well, but he was afraid of infecting her with the disease, so he could only have a shallow taste. But after tasting it, it became more and more addictive.

Looking at her slender neck and white skin, he licked his thin lips, very dry and thirsty.

And Mo Qingyan wants to ignore his eyes, but he can't help it. Because the eyes were too deep and evil. She couldn't ignore it at all, so she took a deep breath.

"If you feel bad, you can sleep for a while. Don't stare at me. I don't have flowers on my face?"

When Li tingjue saw her little red face, he raised his lips and smiled, knocking down his eyes.

"Well, I'm really tired."

She didn't look at him until his breathing became more and more uniform. He fell asleep. In fact, he looked better when he fell asleep. With his eyes closed, the thick eyelashes left a row of cyan shadows on his snow-white cheek.