President uncle, don't come close

Ling Moqin found that Sheng Huaizhe was very sticky these days. Since he took a vacation, he was basically tired of being with her 24 hours a day.

The smell of autumn is approaching bit by bit. This is Ling Moqin's favorite season, because it will not be very hot or cold. Slowly, add a small coat, or wear a warm turtleneck sweater and drink a cup of hot coffee or hot chocolate. At this time, it's just a burst of happiness.

The more and more comfortable temperature makes Ling Moqin sleep much better at night. He often wakes up slowly until the sun shines in the room in the morning... Except being awakened by someone.

Across the quilt, Ling Moqin could feel a pair of restless big hands dawdling back and forth in her waist. It seemed very fun.

"Is it fun?"

His eyes didn't open. Ling Moqin's lazy voice sounded in the room. Listening to Sheng Huaizhe's ears, it was a different enjoyment.

"So you woke up. I knew I wouldn't be so careful."

Sheng Huaizhe's voice sounds hoarse and strong. It sounds tempting in the morning. He stopped touching his hands, directly held Ling Moqin in his arms, kissed her forehead, kissed her nose, kissed her mouth, and finally moved down her sexy neck and collarbone

"Sheng Huaizhe..."

It's hard for Ling Qin to wake up. She muttered that the man woke her up in this way every morning, making her angry and funny

"Huh?"

Sheng Huaizhe said that he had no time to pay attention to her. His mouth and hands were not empty. He felt that he failed to live up to his vacation time without doing anything on such a beautiful morning.

"Ha ha ha, itch..."

Ling Moqin suddenly laughed. She broke away from Sheng Huaizhe and rolled into the bed. Then she wrapped her body tightly with a quilt and looked at Sheng Huaizhe with a successful expression.

"Ling Moqin, come here."

Sheng Huaizhe looked at the little woman in front of him, and his heart began to itch... God knows that pregnancy is a sweet burden for Ling Moqin, and it is torture for him.

Although the doctor said he could still have sex before entering the third trimester of pregnancy, every time he wanted to do that, his little woman began to pretend to talk to the little north nose in his stomach.

"Baby, your father can't help it. What should I do?"

"Baby, let your father be careful not to press you."

"Baby..."

Every time he had to pretend he didn't understand, and then his teeth looked at her now relatively flat belly, thinking that when this little thing came out, he would spank him.

"Well, I won't tease you!"

Ling Moqin shrugged when he saw Sheng Huaizhe trying to eat her alive, then slowly rolled back to him, took the initiative to hold him and gave him a morning kiss.

"Not enough."

Sheng Huaizhe looked at her intensely. The slowly rising lust in his eyes made Ling Moqin cry in his heart. He accidentally ignited himself

"So?"

Ling Moqin kissed him on the face again, and then wanted to get up and escape from this dangerous place, but Sheng Huaizhe fished him back.

"As my fiancee, can you be a little conscious?"

Sheng Huaizhe said that, he forcibly occupied Ling Moqin's lips, no longer gave her a chance to speak, and directly kissed her

"Um... Um..."

Ling Moqin couldn't help making a sound. Before long, he was numb and soft on Sheng Huaizhe's body.

Well, she always loses. In this game every morning, she finally succumbed to him and refused to get up like a kitten

"God, it's torture."

Sheng Huaizhe knew that it would be difficult for him to control himself if he kissed again... So he let Ling Moqin go and sat up.

"What would you like to eat today?"

The painting style changed so fast that Ling Moqin had the opportunity to laugh. During this period of time, it seems that I have really wronged the man in front of me

"Eggs, sandwiches, and avocado apple juice."

Ling Moqin calmly reported what he wanted to eat, and his smile grew bigger and bigger. Thinking of Sheng Huaizhe, who needed her to cook some time ago to be full, now he gets up every morning to cook her an unrepeatable breakfast for her

Although it was a bit miserable at the beginning, it's slowly starting now. The food tastes good.

"I'll go to the kitchen first and you can sleep a little longer."

Man, what a contradiction. Obviously he woke himself up, but now he wants to sleep more... Ling Moqin watched Sheng Huaizhe in home clothes go out with joy. Then she heard a noise from the kitchen and felt something slowly filling her heart.

When Ling Moqin got up and finished washing, Sheng Huaizhe had changed his clothes and breakfast had been put on the table. It looked delicious.

"Wow, so much! Yes, you, breakfast is completely stress-free for you now. "

Ling Moqin was surprised to find that in addition to the things she just said she wanted to eat, there were several kinds of breakfast on the table, including steamed stuffed buns and porridge. She gave Sheng Huaizhe a compliment and gave him a thumbs up.

On the contrary, Sheng Huaizhe dislikes him very much. She thinks she regards him as a child in the kindergarten. If she does well, she will reward a little red flower

"Don't look who I am."

Sheng Huaizhe praised himself narcissistically, and then sat down to have breakfast with Ling Moqin. Two people talk and eat with each other. It feels like the best thing in the morning is to share what they like to eat together.

"Ling Moqin."

Sheng Huaizhe raised his head from above in the morning, looked at Ling Moqin, who was still buried in eating steamed stuffed buns, and suddenly called her.

"Huh? This steamed stuffed bun is delicious! Have some more of this tomorrow. "

Ling Mo Qinyang the steamed stuffed bun in Yang's hand, completely unaware of Sheng Huaizhe's changed expression. She was immersed in the delicious breakfast and couldn't extricate herself

"Come home with me!"

"OK What, what did you just say?! "

Ling Moqin almost sprayed the butter juice she had just drunk. She looked up at Sheng Huaizhe in surprise. What did she just promise him? Go home with him?? Does this mean to see your parents

"I said, come home with me and meet my family. I can't wait to let everyone know your existence."

Sheng Huaizhe smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand to help her wipe off the juice next to her mouth, and then looked at her face frightened.

Is it so scary to see your parents? Why did he see surprise and hesitation in her expression

"When? I think it's a little early... "

Ling Moqin lowered his head, then continued to pour himself a mouthful of butter juice, with his own little 99 in his heart.