Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The cold and deep eyes of Northern Song Dynasty narrowed slightly.

This little woman is so damn cute.

I really want to rub her in my arms.

Her watery apricot eyes glared at Song Qinbei, "don't say qian'er like this in the future.

He's only four or five years old. He knows nothing

Four or five years old

If her other child was not taken away from her, she would be four or five years old.

The thought of another child made Tang Xin sad.

Aware of Tang Xin's suddenly darkened eyes, song Qinbei glanced down and covered his ears. His two big eyes were dripping. He was a bear child, helpless, "OK, don't talk about him."

Tang Xin put on the quilt and turned his back to the north of Song Dynasty.

Song Qinbei

The child is not her. What is she sad about?

Song Qinbei catches the little guy, drags him into his arms, then covers his quilt and turns off the light at the head of the bed.

Indoor, shrouded in darkness.

There was a slight silence in the atmosphere.

In this silence, the breathing sounds of the three people are particularly clear.

"Pretty sister, what's the matter with you?

Are you angry? "

In the dark, Xiao Bao's eyes were wide open.

"No Tang heart stuffy, "Song Qinbei, may I ask you a question?"

"He said

Men's voice in the dark of the night, it is particularly sexy charm.

"Is Qian Er's mother your white moon?" Tang Xin clenched his lips and half rang out this sentence.

"What are you thinking about?" Song Qinbei's voice is not happy.

Where did he come from?

I don't know what's going on in this little woman's head.

"Then, who is it? Are you pregnant before you get married? " Don't give up to ask.

Song Qinbei wants to tell her that qian'er is the product of surrogacy, but he is worried about harming qian'er.

He didn't want to let her know that he had made that kind of deal with a strange woman who didn't know who he was.

"You don't need to know who qian'er's mother is."

Tang Xin buried his face on the pillow and closed his eyes.

Anyway, eight more days and it's all over.

She and song Qinbei are people of two worlds.

Soon, several people fell asleep.

……

It's another morning.

Tang Xin opened her eyes, but found that the bun was gone, and she was still lying in the arms of song Qinbei, just like the night before!

What's going on?

How does it feel like qian'er deliberately creates "opportunities" for them?

"This time, you throw yourself in your arms." The man leaned over and trapped Tang Xin in his arms.

His hot breath sprayed on Tang Xin's face and body, itching.

Tang Xin tried to make himself less red and heartbeat, "are you playing this attention?

You use qian'er as an excuse for... "

"What is it?" In the Northern Song Dynasty, she approached, leaned over and kissed Tang Xin's lips!

Why did you kiss her again?!

Tang Xin tried to push song Qinbei away, but song Qinbei grabbed his wrist and tied it on his head.