Cute baby coming: the dark president paranoid love

"Hey, you... come down quickly!"

She patted him on the back, but her voice was soft and sweet, which made the man even more passionate.

The man kissed her lips domineeringly, and the voice from the bottom of his throat was muffled and low, "Can you still come down like this?"

Ling Moxue soon felt that she was flying through the clouds, and she couldn't help moaning...

The husband has no concept of time, and sometimes hugs her while he is dressed, which actually brings her a different kind of stimulation.

After the intense love, Ling Moxue was sweating, and went to take a shower with her husband. She put on her clothes and looked in the mirror.

Seeing hickey marks all over his neck, he asked Gu Mingxuan to help him find a high-necked underwear to put on.

The man thoughtfully wanted to help her dress, and took the opportunity to eat her "tofu". Ling Moxue kicked him with a smile, "Go away, I need to make a call."

"Who are you calling to drive my husband away?" The man held her waist tightly, as if he was not completely satisfied, and arched his mouth against her ear with a tired taste.

Ling Moxue was ticklish and giggled, "It's my sister. She went to see my brother this morning, but my brother ignored her. She is in a bad mood. I need to call and ask."

...

When Bai Lu received a call from Ling Moxue, she was bringing out a plate of love biscuits that she baked herself from the oven.

"Sister, I'm fine, don't worry." She smiled slightly.

"Then where are you?"

Bai Lu glanced at the empty living room, and said in a low voice, "At home."

"Are grandma and mom okay?"

"Well, they just miss you."

"I see. I'll go back to see them tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Lu checked the time and found that it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, but Ling Jingchen and Sima Qinghui hadn't come back yet.

At this time, the snow outside was getting bigger and bigger, Bai Lu sighed.

Ling Jingchen had no choice but to keep refusing to answer her phone calls, so she had no choice but to write a note and press it on the dining table, then she carried her schoolbag and walked out of Qinglian Lane Villa... tqR1

Today Ling Jingchen accompanied Sima Qinghui to visit the company building, and the two of them went to Longhai Villa after having lunch at the hotel.

Zhao Qin is still there.

At noon today, she personally stewed chicken soup for Ling Mengyao, and Ling Mengyao also drank it. She hasn't shown her face like before. The relationship between mother and daughter seems to have improved a bit.

Zhao Qin breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a lot more at ease, so when she saw Ling Jingchen and the others, a rare smile appeared on her face.

Sima Qinghui's mouth was very sweet, and she called her with a smile, "Hello, Auntie!"

Zhao Qin nodded, then greeted the servants to serve tea and pastries like a hostess, and even peeled an apple for Sima Qinghui with her own hands.

Sima Qinghui sat on the sofa holding Ling Jingchen's arm the whole time, and the relationship between the two seemed very close.

Zhao Qin cast her sly eyes on Ling Jingchen's face, and then asked, "Jingchen, do you plan to get married next year?"

Before Ling Jingchen could speak, Sima Qinghui answered first: "If everything goes well, we want to get married in the first half of next year."

"So soon?" Zhao Qin was a little surprised, "That Ling Moxue is his younger sister, and it seems that her and Gu Mingxuan's wedding date is also set in the first half of next year."

"It's okay, we won't conflict with them, just stagger the time." Sima Qinghui said with a smile.

Ling Mengyao came out of the room with a big cloth bear in her arms. When she heard that they were going to get married, she was startled. Jier looked at Sima Qinghui strangely: "You have a baby in your stomach?"

Embarrassed, Sima Qinghui shook her head, "Not yet, we want to get married after we get married."

Ling Mengyao touched her stomach and murmured: "You are so lucky to have my brother love you so much."

After a pause, she suddenly raised her head and said loudly to Sima Qinghui: "Don't control my brother, he will take care of me in the future, I can't live without his love!"

The corners of Sima Qinghui's lips twitched slightly, feeling upset, but thinking that she was a mentally abnormal woman, she smiled, "Of course, you are his sister, so we will treat you well."

After hearing her words, Zhao Qin's brows relaxed again.

"Jingchen, that Bailu didn't pester you anymore, did he?" Zhao Qin asked casually.

Hearing this name, Ling Jingchen's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression changed slightly, looking at the several missed calls on his mobile phone, feeling inexplicably agitated.

He had obviously never discussed marriage matters with Sima Qinghui, but she spoke so naturally and calmly, and her self-centered personality was revealed like before, which really made him a little uncomfortable.

He pulled out his palm, put the phone into the bag, stood up, with an indifferent expression, "Since Erye Mu has come to see Mengyao, then Mengyao should take good care of her baby in the future, don't think so much, some things wait until the baby is born." Let's decide."

"Brother, are you leaving?" Ling Mengyao also stood up.

"Well, it's snowing, it's not easy to drive on the road, go back early." Ling Jingchen picked up the scarf.

"Jing Chen, I'll come." Sima Qinghui took the scarf and wrapped it around his neck gently.

Ling Mengyao stared at Ling Jingchen's face, and seemed to see a trace of displeasure on his face, she stretched out her hand and pushed Sima Qinghui, "Miss Sima, don't get too close to my brother, he has a lot of things lately, Annoyed."

"I...I already live with him." Sima Qinghui hastily declared.

Zhao Qin's mother and daughter were taken aback, Sima Qinghui smiled, with a hint of shyness, "I live in Qinglian Lane...Jing Chen's house."

Zhao Qin and Ling Mengyao looked at each other, Zhao Qin said: "Did Ling Moxue give you that villa?"

"Qinghui, why are you talking so much today?" Ling Jingchen finally spoke, and his expression was displeased.

Sima Qinghui was taken aback for a moment, then immediately changed her words, "I'm sorry, Auntie, I said too much, that's still Ling Moxue's villa."

"Go." Ling Jingchen turned and left.

Sima Qinghui wanted to follow, but Zhao Qin grabbed her arm tightly. She lowered her voice and said, "Miss Sima, I support you to live in that villa. That villa was bought by my husband, not Ling Moxue. You must Bring this villa here, as long as you listen to me, I will definitely let Jingchen marry you next year!"

Sima Qinghui smiled faintly and nodded, "I know how to do it, Auntie, goodbye!"

Sitting in the car, Sima Qinghui fastened her seat belt, and looked at Ling Jingchen coquettishly, "Jingchen, are you upset?"

Ling Jingchen didn't say anything, stepped on the accelerator, and stared intently at the road ahead.

When he was not talking, his handsome face was tense, and when viewed from the side, his facial features were more profound and handsome. Sima Qinghui used to think that he was pretty good-looking.

But this time when she came back, she found that Ling Jingchen's clothes were more expensive, his hairstyle had changed again, and his temperament was quite different from usual. He really became more handsome the more he looked.

Unable to restrain herself, she leaned on his shoulder and said delicately, "Chen, let's go to the river to see the snow."

Ling Jingchen tilted his shoulders slightly, motioned for her to sit down, and then said lightly: "The weather is bad, we'd better go back early."

Sima Qinghui pursed her lips, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Back at the villa, she put down her bag, and seeing Ling Jingchen walking upstairs without a word, she hurried to the kitchen to make him a cup of coffee.

But as soon as she entered the kitchen, she suddenly froze.