Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

His slender fingers went through her hair. From this angle, we can see his pink and delicate ears, and his white and clean face. Song Qinbei was very glad at this moment that the sound of the hair dryer was loud enough to cover up his heartbeat.

Tang Xin has been concentrating on looking at the script in his hand. After a while, he feels that something is wrong.

Why is song Qinbei still here? And what is he doing? Blow her hair? Every day, that pair of strategic hands are gently blowing her hair.

In response, Tang Xin's mind no longer stays in the script, and her heart seems to be stirred by the blowing hair.

Shoot? Two weeks of day and night together, almost 24 hours together, they seem to be familiar with each other, even if nothing, just stay together quietly.

"I invested in this play. Director Lu Weicheng found me. He is very satisfied with you. Now he only decides you to be the heroine."

On the hair dryer, Tang Xincai heard song Qinbei's voice, which sounded clearly in her ears, like thunder on the ground.

Tang Xin's eyes glowed and he turned his head. At this time, song Qinbei was still sitting close behind her. Their faces were close to each other. At that moment, Tang Xin could even feel song Qinbei's breath.

I don't know why, her eyes just stopped on Song Qinbei's thin lips. Her heart was beating like a drum, and her breath became cautious. It was at this moment that she suddenly became aggressive when she arrived at Song Qinbei.

Before he could react, there was a touch of temperature on his lips. In front of him was song Qinbei's suddenly enlarged handsome face.

A simple kiss fell on her lips, but in an instant, song Qinbei left her lips. Tang Xin clearly saw that there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

"Good night, kiss." His voice was hoarse. "Remember to drink the milk."

When the door of the room was closed again, Tang Xin remembered that he had not asked him about the cast selection of the play.

One night, two people looked at the bright moon outside the window and thought about the kiss like a dragonfly skimming water, but they tossed and turned and couldn't help thinking about it again and again.

The next day, Tang Xin got up early in the morning. Song Qinbei was having breakfast with his three children. When he saw her, little nuomi reached out to hug her, and the other two looked at her eagerly.

There was no way. Tang Xin held all three of them once, and then he sat down to have breakfast. Looking up at Song Qinbei, he suddenly remembered the kiss last night, and his face turned red uncontrollably.

"What are you doing, Tang Xin? You've had three children with him. Can you be more competitive?" Tang Xin said to himself in the heart, light cough, finally found his voice.

"What's the cast arrangement for black and white?"

Song Qinbei picked an eyebrow. She didn't expect that the first sentence she said to herself was this. However, when she was puzzled, she took it for granted.

"Director Lu Weicheng said that I have absolute power, but the actors have to be approved by them. If you have candidates, you can contact director Lu Weicheng directly."

“！” So powerful? Then she can directly choose the actors she likes to recognize to Lu Weicheng.

Then she heard song Qinbei say again, "this play is not only invested by me, but also by qian'er. You are the heroine. You just need to do what you like."

On the other side, qian'er also nodded: "yes, mom, just shoot happily."

It's a good feeling to be protected. Tang Xin was so moved that he almost burst into tears when he looked at the two men, one big and the other small.