Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Tang Xin suddenly had an unknown premonition.

Sure enough, not long after they drove away, those roadside fans threw rotten vegetables at them.

What rotten eggs, rotten vegetables, leaves and straw, can be thrown out of the things one by one in their car.

Soon, the vision of driving becomes blurred, and people may be hurt by driving rashly, so we have to stop and wait for the fans to leave.

Sitting in the car, although I can't feel the pain of being thrown, I can still smell the smell of food corruption, which is very pungent.

Although Tang Xin made great efforts to control the expression, he was still seen by song Xiaotang.

She pursed her lips, lowered her head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry. If it wasn't for me, we wouldn't be stuck here and be insulted."

"What are you talking about? This downstairs is full of Qiao ChuChu's fans. If you have to blame anyone, blame her! " Tang Xin said with disapproval.

Song Xiaotang smiles, but his eyes don't feel less guilty.

To leave here quickly is the best way for song Xiaotang to recover his spirit.

Tang Xin is trying to figure out how to leave when he hears a sharp trumpet coming from his side.

However, the windows were very dirty by those fans. I can't see the general situation outside. I can only know that there is a car parked beside me.

Perhaps because of the arrival of the car, the noise outside faded away a little, and soon the previous calm was restored.

At this time, the sound of tapping on the glass gently rings, followed by a familiar voice, "Miss Tang, boss let you and Miss Song get on the bus together, he will take you to the scenic spot."

Tang Xin was stunned. He didn't expect to meet song Qinbei here. He was more or less surprised.

When I was ready to take song Xiaotang with me, Tang Xin's hand was avoided by her.

"Sister Tang Xin, go ahead, I won't follow you."

If those fans make song Qinbei's car dirty, then she will be a sinner forever.

Tang Xin didn't know what she was thinking, so he could not help holding her wrist. "Since he chose to take you out, he didn't mean to dislike you at all."

Although song Xiaotang's expression was not so resistant, he still didn't want to be together.

Anding timely said: "Miss Song need not worry, no one dares to have any dissatisfaction with boss's car."

After all, dissatisfaction with song Qinbei's car indirectly means dissatisfaction with him.

Such people have long been thrown into the Pacific Ocean to feed fish.

Both of them said so, and song Xiaotang no longer refused. He followed Tang Xin and got on the bus.

Tang Xin looks at Song Qinbei, who is sitting in the back seat of the office. He turns his mouth and doesn't disturb him much.

On the contrary, when he saw Tang Xin getting on the bus, he immediately buttoned up the computer. Even if there was news, he would not pay attention to it.

Anding's heart is bleeding at the moment. You know, every second when the boss doesn't work is a loss of money!

But the person concerned doesn't care, because in his deep eyes, there is only a small reflection of Tang Xin.

"So happy to see me?" Song Qinbei looked attentively at the corner of her mouth, and unconsciously followed her smile.

"You're less narcissistic." Tang Xin turned his lips.

I don't know when this man's narcissism can be cured.

Song Qinbei frowned and held the palm of her hand in displeasure. "If I had known, I would not have saved her."

Tang Xinwei Zheng, subconsciously blurted out: "why?"