Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Tang Xin took the two children out of the banquet hall and touched their little hands to feel a trace of coolness.

"Baby, are you cold or not? Mom will get you a dress." I just left in a hurry. I forgot to put all those coats in Song Qinbei.

Although it is not winter now, the chill at night is still very heavy. Thinking of this, Tang Xin suddenly thought of the glass of red wine that song Qinbei had just blocked for him. He didn't know

Forget it, Tang Xin thought. Anyway, there are so many people around him that he is not afraid to take care of him.

Two small milk bags shook their heads, one just hugged his small schoolbag full of snacks, the other hugged his small schoolbag with flat plate, shaking their heads together.

Tang Xin was amused by them and kneaded their faces with a gentle smile.

Behind him, song Qinbei was still wearing a servant girl who had just been splashed with red wine, but he did not forget to take the coats of Tang Xin and his mother and son.

He looked at the warm figure of the three of them, and his mouth curved unconsciously.

That originally cool Jun Yi's face, at this time a little more gentle, moonlight sprinkled on him, more for him to cross a layer of tenderness.

"It's daddy!" Through Tang Xin's shoulder, Xiao Bao sees song Qinbei standing behind them and shouts in surprise.

Tang Xin looks back and sees song Qinbei standing in the dim light. The moonlight falls on her, just like an immortal, who appears to save them.

Song Qin took a long leg to the north, walked to them in three or two steps, unfolded the coat he was holding, and first put it on Tang Xin.

A warmth spread from the back to the whole body, Tang Xin gathered his coat, "thank you."

"You and I don't have to thank each other."

Two children are also obediently put on the coat, and then a person holding a, four people quietly walking.

Behind is the bustling banquet hall, in front is the endless darkness, but because they are together, there is no fear.

Song Qinbei looks at Tang Xin's soft face, holding his son's soft little hand in his hand.

That's probably what happiness is.

"There is another cooperation between the Song family and the Qiao family. Qiao ChuChu will certainly come to apologize to you. At that time, you can ask for anything." Song Qinbei's words broke the peace.

Tang Xin Leng for a while, then reaction, don't know what to say, just nodded.

"Mommy, I'm hungry." Xiaobao, who is holding tangxin, suddenly stops. He rubs his stomach and looks at tangxin like a little beast eager to be fed.

Tang Xin rubbed his head and said with a smile, "are you hungry? What would you like to eat? "

"I want to eat silver noodles in snack street."

Granny Jiang's silver noodle is a delicacy hidden in the alley. Tang Xin has been there a long time ago, and now when she comes back with her children, she has also taken them there.

The taste is so good that Xiaobao will never forget it.

"Qian'er, what about you? What would you like to eat?"

Qian'er raised his chin like a little adult and nodded coolly: "I want to eat silver noodles, too."

But I don't know his cool expression with this sentence, let Tang Xin can't help laughing.

"OK, then go to eat silver noodles."

She turned her head and looked at Song Qinbei. Before she could speak out, song Qinbei had already answered, "it's OK with me. Let's go."

Instead of driving, they walked out of the intersection and called a taxi.

Just like ordinary families, if we can ignore their ceremonious clothes.