Tsundere Three Treasures: Daddy, the President, is spoiled

Lin Xi returned home, and when she got off the car, she subconsciously glanced at Lin Qian's room.

That bedroom was reserved for her before, and she lived there occasionally when she came over.

In the past few months when she was away, he would occasionally visit her room and miss her.

After all, they have been together since childhood and have never left each other. Meeting each other has become their habit every day.Not only for Lin Qian, but for Lin Xi, it is also very difficult to get rid of this habit.

Looking at the lights in that room, he actually felt that this was his home, his real home.

Hearing the sound of the car, Lin Qian got off the bed, walked to the window, and looked at him who got out of the car.

He is tall and has a steady walk. He is the kind of boy who has been good-looking since he was a child, so he is the youth of many girls, and it is also hers.

However, once she recognized the reality.

Some feelings are not what you want.

The two looked at each other, and Lin Qian waved at him.

Lin Xi raised the corners of his lips slightly, and walked into the house.

Lin Qian is still standing by the window, he is still so indifferent to her, he can be warm and friendly to anyone, but to her, it seems that she will always be his burden, a drag.

That's right, without her, he probably wouldn't have to work so hard.

When he was young, he only needed to fill his stomach, but with her around, he still had to feed her, it must be very hard!

She raised her hand to touch her stomach, and when the little guy came out, she would probably be able to understand Lin Xi's feeling.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and she turned to look at the door.

"The door is not locked."

There were people guarding outside, and it was impossible for her to go out, so she didn't need to lock the door.

Lin Xi opened the door and came in. He was wearing a black shirt and black trousers. He had already taken off his suit jacket, and he had also ripped off his tie.

The collar of the shirt was open, revealing his sexy male collarbone, his hair was slightly curly, and a half ponytail was tied on top of his head, and his eyes were deep and affectionate.

Just looking at it like this is charming enough.

He walked into the house, closed the door, and sat on the single sofa, with his legs gracefully crossed.

"It's so late, why don't you sleep? Are you waiting for me?"

He raised one eyebrow slightly, full of evil spirit.The visual sense of evil and lust.

Lin Qian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, she was so familiar with him, she had never seen a side of him, but at this moment, her heart was still bumping like a deer.

She suppressed the urge to throw herself into his arms and tell him.

"Lin Xi, we have a baby, let's get married!"

This was her dream all along, but she couldn't be so selfish and force him for her own dream.

Now that he's finally free of him, he should be pretty relaxed!

No burden, no encumbrance, he can do what he wants to do.

Lin Qian got on the bed, half leaned on the head of the bed, took the book she was reading just now, and she asked in a low voice.

"Tongtong is all right?"

He can enter her room so easily, and he is still in the mood to joke, which means that Tongtong is fine.

Lin Xi looked at her wearing a white nightgown, sitting on the bedside reading a book, and felt very warm, as if her whole body was glowing.

His eyes deepened slightly, and he felt that there must be something wrong with his eyes, how could he see the halo of his mother on Qianqian's body.

He had no parents by his side since he was a child, let alone what motherhood is?

At this moment, the word "maternity" appeared in his mind, which made him feel ridiculous.

Lin Xi got up, "Stay here obediently, don't go anywhere, leave the other things to me. I will protect Li Tongtong."

He just saw her standing by the window, so he wanted to come in and sit down.

At this moment, he is speaking cold and hard words, which is completely different from his original intention of coming in.