Having Triplets With Potent CEO

In Tang Qingge's eyes, the person who had always protected her was her virtual 'father' and not Tang Chengguo, the father who sold his daughter for glory. How disappointed would she be? She had fabricated a 'father' to protect her.    

    

"I want to drink water."    

    

Her face was flushed red, and her eyes were blurred as she instructed someone.    

    

"Let me go first, I'll get you some water."    

    

"No, no, just go like this."    

    

Go like this?    

    

Bo Qichen paused for a moment, then looked at the woman who was tightly holding onto him and refusing to let go.    

    

"Thirsty?"    

    

She shook her little head and nodded.    

    

He patted her head and ordered in a low voice, "Hold me tight."    

    

"Oh."    

    

She obediently did as he said.    

    

The man held her and carried her to the bathroom faucet like he was carrying a child. He took a cup of warm water for her and finally let go of an arm. He held the cup with his small hand and gulped it down.    

    

Her other hand was still tightly holding onto him and not letting go. She sat on the bathroom table with her butt, but she was still moving around restlessly.    

    

"What's wrong?"    

    

On top of her head, the man's voice slightly gritted his teeth, restraining his patience.    

    

"I'm not feeling well."    

    

"Didn't you drink some water? Why are you still not feeling well?"    

    

"Not comfortable, not comfortable."    

    

She resisted with a sweet voice.    

    

The man's eyes were dark, and his dark lust was hidden deep in his eyes.    

    

Above his head, the man's voice was so low and hoarse that it was terrifying. "Do you want to feel comfortable?"    

    

She was inexplicably afraid. She was afraid, but she was really a good man from head to toe. It seemed like he desperately needed something, but she did not know what it was.    

    

"Mmm, I want to feel comfortable."    

    

This sound was like a cat scratching its heart, leaving a scratch mark.    

    

No longer hesitating.    

    

The man's eyes were deep. He picked up the little girl and walked towards the big bed in the bedroom...