Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"Bang bang!" Dense gunfire started, and several photographers around them were injured in order to protect them.

Not only that, the originally sunny sky suddenly covered with dark clouds, after a while, the big raindrops had been smashed down.

The ground under his feet has become moist, and they are in a mess. Tang Xin takes off his coat, covers Qian Er's head, holds him, and ignores everything else. He runs to the front step by step.

She only knows that she can't let the child have an accident. No matter who the incident is aimed at, she will protect the child.

Qian'er nestled in her arms, with bright eyes and serious face. He seemed to be listening to something seriously.

"Mom, take the left side road."

Tang Xin had no choice but to subconsciously run there. The photography group behind him was gone, and they were the only two left.

The gunfire behind him was gradually away. Tang was relieved that he was no longer running. He walked slowly step by step and found that he was breathing heavily. His heart seemed to jump out of his throat.

"Mom, please let me down. I'll go by myself."

Tang heart moved his already sore hand, did not continue to be brave, put qian'er down.

"Qian Er..."

"Mom, I'm ok. Let's go quickly. There seems to be a cave there."

"Good."

It rained more and more heavily, and her vision was blurred. Moreover, it was difficult to distinguish between southeast and northwest in the forest. If qian'er had not been there, she would not have been able to find the direction.

I don't know if there is any danger behind me. Tang Xin leads qian'er like a tight string.

The audience was even more confused when the studio was suddenly closed. Some of the audience who heard that it was a gunshot were frightened, and the audience in the studio even quarreled about it.

"Those who say it's gunfire are watching too many TV dramas. Can there be a gunfight in this Xiaoposhan village?"

"But it's not necessarily. The identities of song Qinbei and Tang Xin are not simple. They may have come to them."

"It can't really be gunshots. It's too scary. Only Tang Xin with a child can't cope with it."

On the other hand, the photography team of song Qinbei was informed and was again drenched in cold sweat.

When song Qinbei heard the news, he was stunned for a moment. Then he picked up the child and started running. During this time, he did not forget to ask the director group to get back his mobile phone and contact the people in his family.

This is the second time to shoot. Unexpectedly, this kind of thing happened again. The director swallowed a quick acting pill to save his heart. He felt that he should go to the temple to see if he was hit by something evil and why he always had an accident.

After a few words of Amitabha, I immediately picked up the phone and called the police.

The sun is gradually setting, night is falling, and it's raining heavily. In this weather, I think that Tang Xin is alone with her children in the woods, and there are all kinds of threats and unknowns.

Song Qinbei wanted to fly to them.

It's a pity that all their electronic products have been handed over to the program team, so they can't easily know their location.

Song Qinbei once again realized the feeling of anxiety.

Ten minutes later, this small mountain village saw a plane for the first time. Needless to say, it was the Song family's private plane.

"President!"

"You two take good care of the young master. The rest of you take good things and come with me to find Tang Xin."

"Yes

The people of the program group looked at the neat row and stood behind, shivering and not daring to say a word.

At this time, Tang Xinzheng tightly hugs qian'er, who is hot in his arms. He bites his lower lip and is at a loss.