Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

With more and more information being revealed, the professional sunspots who began to take rhythm black Tang heart on the Internet began to panic.

Their occupation, address and school were dug out bit by bit, and their friends and relatives began to question them and some people began to point fingers at them.

In the network, they always point out to others, but in reality they are not so "just", they are just like an ordinary person, hidden in the crowd.

"Hey, I won't do it any more. You'll pay me the balance. Then you can invite whoever you want."

"My personal information has been exposed, now my classmates are pointing fingers at me, I will not continue to do it!"

“……”

The men around Qiao ChuChu have received several such calls, each of them saying that their information has been exposed, and they are not willing to continue to do this job.

The man's face became more and more gloomy. He sneered: "when you got the money, you were not very happy."

Then he hung up.

When Qiao ChuChu received his call, she was still enjoying a massage in the beauty salon, and her brain was mended. Tang Xin was too black to turn over. Fu Jinnian hated her more and more, and Tang Xin was defeated.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but show a beautiful smile on her pure and beautiful face.

"Is there something happy about Miss Qiao?"

"It's really something to be happy about."

Just then, Qiao ChuChu's mobile phone rang.

After receiving the phone call, Qiao ChuChu's face became more and more ugly. Just now, his smiling face was covered with dark clouds, and his hands slowly clenched.

"Keep looking for people!"

Things gradually subsided, but in just one day, netizens said that eating melons was really comfortable. Fortunately, they didn't stand in line. Otherwise, with the ever-changing rhythm, they would be like riding a roller coaster.

Tang Xin was relieved. He collapsed on the bed. Next to her, little nuomi looked at her and learned. He successfully rolled himself into a cicada pupa.

"Ma Ma ~"

She struggled alone in the quilt, struggling with milk: "numb ~"

Looking at the small glutinous rice, Tang Xin couldn't help laughing: "ha ha, baby, how can you wrap yourself like this?"

Small glutinous rice can not say other words, she was worried, only a strong shout: "Ma Ma, Ma Ma!"

Tang Xin looked at her appearance, deliberately not so fast to rescue her, but also played a tease heart: "baby, you say Ma Ma help me."

"Ma Ma Liu wo."

"Not 66, help."

"Six six."

"Ha ha ha."

Song Qinbei saw such a warm and funny scene when he went upstairs. His eyes gradually became warm and filled with the figures of mother and daughter.

After a while, tangxin finally rescued xiaonuomi, tied her braid again, and poked her face.

"Baby, you are so angry that you become a little puffer. Otherwise, don't call it little glutinous rice in the future. How about calling it little puffer?"

"Not good."

"Why not."

Little nuomi wanted to say it, but she couldn't say it. Her face turned red. Through Tang Xin's shoulder, she suddenly saw song Qinbei standing at the door, just like a savior.

Stretched out a small short hand, surprise pointed to the door, loud cry: "Baba!"

Tang Xin looked back. The smile in Song Qinbei's eyes had not been put away. The tenderness in his eyes could melt her into his eyes completely.

At that moment, Tang Xin heard her frozen heart disintegrate. She blinked uneasily and coughed softly: "you're back."

"Well, go down to dinner."