Mo Qingyan woke up the next day and saw his firm and firm chest. It was covered with kiss marks and looked ambiguous. Her little face was slightly red, and she couldn't forget all the things she had done last night in her life.

A pair of narrow eyes moved twice, and opened suddenly, with the hazy charm of the first awakening, more and more deep and bottomless. I saw a little woman looking at him with a red face, looking lovable.

His big palm touched her little face, "Wake up, Mrs. Li." ”

Mo Qingyan's eyes went up, matching his evil black eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Hmm."

A wicked smile bloomed at the corner of Li Ting's lips, "Are your mouth and hands still sore?" ”

Mo Qingyan was so ashamed that he raised his hand to hit him.

"Thundering, can you stop talking?"

Then she covered her face, as if every time she was with him, she was not as thick-skinned as him.

A low laugh came out of the bottom of his throat, and he was in a happy mood, so he was more and more energetic.

"Mrs. Li, do you want to get used to interacting with your husband?"

Last night was actually quite good, and her relatives didn't spoil the good mood at all. He seems to be addicted, this girl can teach it, and she learns quickly, and of course he enjoys it very much.

The two of them washed up together, and then you and I washed up, so when I went downstairs, it was already an hour later.

Mo Qingyan complained all the way, "It's all your fault, I'm going to be late." ”

Li Ting tugged at his tie, looking handsome and extraordinary. His gaze swept over, then the time.

"It's okay, there's still time, trust me."

Mo Qingyan wore a silk scarf around his neck, because it was full of traces left last night, and he couldn't stop it.

"If I'm late, model me at night, I'm going to paint and sit quietly for three hours, OK?"

Li Tingjue took her little hand, "Willing to serve my wife." ”

When the two arrived at the restaurant, the three children were all clasped to their chests with an unhappy look, and when they saw the two people coming in, Angela spoke.

"That bad woman is making breakfast, I don't want to eat it."

Mo Qingyan looked in the direction of the kitchen, where Betsy was busy making breakfast. Li Tingjue also saw it, and he called her.

"Bessie, come out."

When Mo Qingyan heard this name, his eyes flickered.

"Her name is Betsy?"

This was her previous name, why did she call it that too?

Li Ting said lightly: "It's just the same name as you, don't care." ”

Betsy came out with his breakfast, "No, I made you your favorite sandwich." ”

She looked happy and put it in front of Li Tingjue.

Li Tingjue clenched Mo Qingyan's hand and said coldly: "I don't lack servants here, and we don't dare to eat what you make." ”

It couldn't have been more obvious, and Betsy bit her lip.

"Got it, I won't have much to do in the future."

Saying that she was a servant, her self-esteem took a serious hit, and her whole mood deteriorated.

Angela slid off the dining chair and glared at her as she passed by.

"Daddy, let's go out for breakfast."

Of course, Li Tingjue agreed, so he touched his daughter's head dotingly.

"You guys go to the car and wait for me."

Mo Qingyan didn't want to leave, standing beside him, she felt that this woman had a purpose, and it could be seen from the breakfast she made today that she wanted to tie up her stomach.

Li Tingjue didn't let go of her hand, and his eyes swept over Bessie coldly.

"Here, you're just in jail."

He said to the servant beside him, "You must keep an eye on her every day, and she is not allowed to go to the other people's rooms, she can only stay in her room, do you hear?" ”

"Yes, young master."

Several servants responded, and then they all understood that they should guard this woman against thieves.