Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The woman slapped him on the arm in a funny way: "is the baby here? Late fetal movement is normal. You want to beat your child before he comes out. Are you a father like that

Men do not know what to say, two faces are full of happiness from their own side.

Song Xiaotang looked up and saw that there were some terrified little girls in the corridor, and some women who were well cared for and looked forward to and happy.

They all have a person to accompany them. The man's face is also the yearning and happiness for the future life, which is the crystallization of love and the happiness and button of a home.

She stood here as if out of place.

"Miss Song, we're going back." The nanny called her, and then she came back to herself.

At night, song Xiaotang lies on the sofa and looks at the funny variety show, but he doesn't smile at all.

Suddenly, the mobile phone rings, looking at the above beating Han Shaoli three words, her heart seems to have missed a beat.

Song Xiaotang raised a smile on his face and couldn't wait to answer the phone: "hello?"

Han Shaoli on the other end of the phone seems to be in the wrong mood. She has been with him for so long, and can easily detect his every emotion.

Sure enough, "did you meet ChuChu when you went to the hospital today?" Han Shaoli's voice sounds like falling into an ice cave, whizzing into her heart.

Song Xiaotang's voice became colder. His words hit her like hail. "Song Xiaotang, did I connive at you too much in this period of time, so that you can't tell whether I am you

I have warned you not to provoke ChuChu. She is not the one you can touch! "

Song Xiaotang only felt that her heart was like being soaked in boiling water, picked up again, soaked in the cold pool, suffering and tearing. She couldn't breathe any more.

"I didn't..." she didn't do anything. She didn't even dare to look in her eyes. She didn't say a word to her. But Han Shaoli didn't give her a chance to say these words.

"Song Xiaotang, I'm warning you again. Hold your position clearly. You're just a woman I raised around me. If I want to, you can be replaced at any time."

"Also, don't forget your identity just because you are pregnant with my child. As you said, the child's surname will never be Han."

Looking at the phone that has been hung up, song Xiaotang's face is pale, and her lips are shaking. Her hand holding the mobile phone has turned white because of her strength, and her tears fall silently.

The TV is still playing happy variety shows, which is in sharp contrast to her tearful face now. It's like mocking her for being too modest. Han Shaoli's little tenderness makes her feel that she can hold that tenderness all the time and spend countless nights without him.

But the reality is hard hit her a slap in the face, she is just a canary, he is happy to give her a trace of tenderness, how she has been worthy of those gentle.

Song Xiaotang is crying silently. She doesn't know how long she has been crying. She only remembers that the variety show is over.

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Qiao ChuChu admires his newly made manicure and asks his assistant: "did you call Han Shaoli?"

"Yes, Mr. Han sounds very angry."

Qiao ChuChu gently blew his diamond manicure and said with a smile, "of course he's angry. His canary is not obedient. He also wants to move people in his heart. Tut Tut, I'm also angry."