Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"That's good."

Not much, a Rolls Royce phantom slowly stopped at the door of the hotel.

The door opened and Xiao Bao, dressed in jeans, jumped out of the car.

Qian'er, wearing a children's customized black and white hand-made striped suit and trousers, calmly walked out of the car step by step.

Of course, they are followed by a housekeeper in suits, pushing a small children's car respectfully.

In the car, sitting on the soft glutinous lovely small glutinous rice.

"I'll push my sister!"

"I'll do it."

Xiaobao and qian'er scramble to push xiaonuomi's baby carriage at the same time.

"Brother."

"Brother."

Small glutinous rice with small fingers, sweet smile.

The housekeeper followed them respectfully, carefully looking at the two young masters and the little princess of the Song family.

The combination of these people is very eye-catching, with a 100% turnover rate. Many people stop and pick up their cameras to take pictures.

But Qian Er was a sharp eye to the strength of the persuasion.

Now who doesn't know that they are the children of the Song family. If they are photographed secretly, in case they offend Mr. Song, isn't it that they can't afford to leave?

Those who took out their cell phones and were ready to take pictures took back their phones.

"Young master."

After an Zuo takes Tang Xin and song Qinbei to the hotel box, he waits in the car.

When he saw the three babies coming, he got out of the car to meet them. "Young master, boss's box is on the sixth floor. I'll take you there."

"Thank you, uncle Ann." Xiaobao said sweetly.

"Hard work." Qian'er's polite but alienated tone is the same as that of song Qinbei.

"I'll push the little lady." Anzuo is going to take the pram back to her hand.

"No, I'll do it myself." Xiaobao insists on pushing his sister.

"That's good."

Soon, anzuo took them to the box on the sixth floor.

The overall style of the box is European aristocratic style. Whether it is murals or candles, they are exquisite and aestheticism, and each place is exquisite, showing its own magnificence and dignity.

"Daddy!! Ma Ma! "

As soon as Xiaobao entered the door, he ran in enthusiastically and plunged into Tang Xin's arms.

"Good boy." Tang Xin rubs Xiaobao's head and greets qian'er, "the environment here is really good.

Your daddy's a good place to pick.

Xiaobao, qian'er, sit down here. "

Tang Xin Let Xiaobao and qian'er sit beside him, one left and one right.

Small glutinous rice was placed in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Song Qinbei

It was originally a romantic dinner for two, but it was all mixed up by the three little guys.

He covered his heart, only feeling stuffy and short of breath.

"Daddy, we're here. You're not happy, Yazi?

Don't you welcome us? "

Xiaobao Wei looks at Song Qinbei.

Song Qinbei

It is worthy of being brought out by Tang Xin. What he asked is the same as Tang Xin.

"Why, your father likes you very much.

Here, what would you like to eat? Order it

Tang Xin pushes the menu to Xiao Bao and qian'er.

And anzuo and the housekeeper retreated silently.

"Now that we are here, let's have dinner together." Tang Xin looks at an Zuo's back and opens his mouth.

Song Qinbei's face was almost black.

Ann left how don't understand the boss's mind, he just feel cold after neck, he touched after neck, "young grandmother, this is not suitable."

"What's wrong? You've worked hard."