Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The two children's beautiful eyes turned round, exchanged a look, and replied with one voice: "go out to play with my grandfather."

"Come on Then, Sheng Liancheng picked up the little glutinous rice in Tang's heart again, "I'll take the three of them out for a round. You two go back slowly and wear more."

After two steps, he turned to song Qinbei and said, "lend me your car and driver."

Then he took his three children into song Qinbei's car and left. The two children were still lying at the window waving goodbye to them.

Song Qinbei can't help laughing when he sees the meaning in the eyes of his two sons, but Tang Xin is only worried about whether his father can take care of the three babies. He misses Xiaobao and gives song Qinbei a wink.

"Let's go." Song Qinbei's gentle voice rang out in his ear. Tang Xin only felt that the distance from the ear to the heart was numb.

"... well."

Two people along the road side by side, the top of the snow falling, not a moment, they fell a layer of white snow.

Song Qin looks at Tang Xin on the north side of his head. Her small white face is wrapped in her coat and looks very delicate. Her eyes are as bright as stars, with the light that fascinates him.

The eyelashes trembled slightly. At this time, a snowflake fell on her eyelashes. At that moment, song Qinbei thought he had seen the fairy who came for him.

"Tang Xin." Song Qinbei suddenly stops and stands in front of Tang Xin.

His eyes were tender, but serious. Tang Xin's heart beat uncontrollably. She controlled her voice, "hmm?"

"If you can, can you stay with me all the time... Our family, always together."

At that moment, Tang Xin saw clearly the uneasiness in Song Qinbei's eyes. She had never seen this kind of expression in Song Qinbei's eyes, who was used to strategizing. At this time, he was concentrating on himself, as if there were only two of them in the world.

His eyes, there is a small reflection, Tang Xin see clearly, that is himself, his eyes, full of her alone.

I don't know why, Tang Xin thought of his childish idea that if he confessed on the day of the first snow, if he succeeded, the two would grow old together.

She raised her head and looked at Song Qinbei, who was still waiting for her answer. Looking at the uneasiness and deep feeling under his handsome face, she stretched out her hand and wrapped his coat tightly.

So she nodded, and then she heard her voice say, "OK."

She thought that it would be nice if song Qinbei was the one who lived with her for a long time, but there was a voice in her heart that told her that it was not bad, but that there was nothing better than her.

Song Qinbei's eyes burst out with a strong surprise. He reached out and hugged the people in front of him. At that moment, he felt that the whole world was in his arms.

Even though the winter night was cold, he felt extremely hot, like a burning heart.

Two people go forward side by side again, but it seems that something has changed. Tang Xin lowers his head and looks at the hand tightly held by two people.

It's clear that two people have become parents, but they seem to fall in love for the first time, so strange, so exciting, so simple

"Do you want sweet potatoes?"

"Well?"

Song Qinbei pointed to a sweet potato stall on the street. At this time, it was sending out attractive fragrance and warmth.

There have been a few couples around, the boy will sweet potato to the girl's hand, the girl raised a sweet smile, happiness seems to be within reach.

The ghost makes a difference, Tang Xin nodded.