Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

She did not expect this, the two children cry more ruthlessly, their eyes like a sword in general, mercilessly stabbed to be compared with them Xiaobao and qian'er.

Qian'er was stunned for a moment. He was very smart. He could fully understand the malice in the eyes of the two children.

But he didn't understand. They met for the first time. Why did they hate themselves and their brother? He didn't understand, so he called out: "Mom..."

Tang Xin lowered his head and asked in a soft voice, "what's the matter?"

Qian'er looks over there. Chen enling's two children have turned their heads and no longer look at them.

Qian'er hesitated and shook his head: "it's OK."

Tang Xin touched his head, thought he was sleepy, let him lean on his side, there, the director of the program group is still talking about things that can't be done and should pay attention to.

Other people didn't notice this, but the audience who had been staring at the live broadcast were all eyes. They didn't miss the eyes of Chen Zhiyuan and Chen Zihao just now.

"What's the matter with these two children? How old are they? They are so noisy."

"Did you see their eyes just now? It's terrible. It doesn't look like the eyes of two five or six-year-old children."

"I have a hunch that these two kids are going to get into trouble."

At this time, the director finally explained that the next step was to arrange the house. Of course, it was impossible for the program team to let them live in the house they wanted.

They took out four pictures of the house. "There are four houses here. They are chosen by four wives. Husbands can guess which house is chosen by their wives."

"If you choose the right one, you can live in the house you choose. If you choose the wrong one, I'm sorry, I can only live in the house arranged for you by the program team."

Seeing the four pictures, Tang Xin thought of several pictures sent to her by the program group a few days ago. Suddenly, she was asked to choose a house. At that time, she didn't know what they meant. They were all put here.

Song Qin looked at her from the north side of his head, just to the eyes of Shang Tang Xin. The two people's eyes touched each other, and the air suddenly became quiet, as if they were only left with each other.

"Cough, Mr. Song, it's your choice."

The staff of the program team took four pictures, including a warm cottage in the center of the village, a secluded wooden house at the foot of the mountain, a big house on the mountain and a farmhouse with a stream nearby.

At this time, it's time to test the couple's tacit understanding. Although she and song Qinbei have been together for quite a long time, they are still not married after all compared with those ordinary things. They always feel that there is something between them.

She was not confident that song Qinbei could completely choose what she thought in her heart, so she stood aside very calmly, unlike other wives.

Song Qinbei's slender fingers crossed the picture and finally stopped at the farmyard.

"This one."

Tang Xin was stunned, and the staff asked again: "are you sure you want to choose this one?"

"Sure." With that, song Qinbei turned his head to look at Tang Xin, his eyes blazing, as if to say: look, I've chosen the right one.

"Congratulations, Mr. Song. You have chosen the right one. You can move in."

"Yes! Baba is very powerful. "

Xiaobao and qian'er were also very excited, but qian'er was even colder and didn't jump up like Xiaobao.

Tang Xin chose this house based on her two children and various reasons. She didn't really think song Qinbei could choose it. After all, he was more like a person who would choose the quiet house at the foot of the mountain.

"Let's go." Song Qinbei takes Xiaobao and extends his other hand to Tang Xin.