Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Coming out of song Xiaotang's home, Tang Xin looks up at the blue sky. Today it seems to be very blue.

Just walked two steps, just met face to face Han Shaoli, see Tang Xin, he nodded slightly, and then walked straight over, but after passing by, he suddenly stopped.

"Tang Xin."

Hearing Han Shaoli's voice, Tang Xin was slightly surprised and looked back: "what's the matter?" She and Han Shaoli are familiar with each other, but they don't know each other well. They only know each other because of song Xiaotang and song Qinbei. They seldom speak to each other alone.

So at this time he called Tang Xin, who was a little surprised and curious.

Han Shaoli's face magically appeared a trace of embarrassment. He clenched his teeth. It seemed that he had made a long decision before he raised his head and asked, "does song Xiaotang have anything he likes?"

Now Tang Xin is really surprised. He knows that Han Shaoli doesn't care about song Xiaotang, but he didn't expect that he didn't care so much. After so many years together, he didn't even know what he liked.

Now, why do you come and ask yourself?

Facing Tang Xin's surprise and reproachful eyes, Han Shaoli sighed, a little embarrassed: "she said she liked everything I gave her before."

"In that case, it's because what she likes is not the gifts, but the givers." Tang Xin looked at him seriously, "Han Shaoli, no matter what she said, she gave birth to a son for you. Treat her well."

Han Shaoli's lips moved, but he couldn't say anything at last. What should he say? Song Xiaotang has been indifferent to him since his child was born prematurely, and his mind is only on the child every day. How can he say that to Tang Xin.

So I just nodded, turned and left.

It's getting closer to the Spring Festival, which proves that Tang Xin's birthday is coming soon. Two small milk bags are quietly planning something while Tang Xin goes to work every day.

On this day, they finally found the opportunity to sneak out.

Hand in hand, the two kids ran out of the villa. Qian'er was a living map. They knew where the direction was without any consideration. So soon, they ran out of the villa.

"What's next, brother? We don't have a car They live in the suburbs. It's a long distance from here to the city. It's impossible to walk alone.

Qian'er frowned and looked like a kid: "we have money, we can get a ride."

So when the taxi driver received two children who looked like they were only seven or eight years old and got on the bus, he thought their parents were behind them and stopped for a while on purpose.

"Uncle driver, why don't you drive?"

"And your parents?"

Xiaobao cleverly turned his eyes around, and didn't tell the driver that they were sneaking out. "Our parents are waiting for us there, you can send us there."

On the other side the spirit almost leave the body in horror, and the guards immediately informed Qinbei and Tang Xin. Then they wanted to find out where they had gone, but found that they were controlled by the master of the Qian, and they could not see it at all.

Tang Xin rushed home from the studio and saw that the note was obviously written to her. He just wanted to beat the two smelly boys.

The note said, "Mommy, I'm going out with my brother. I don't want my bodyguard and uncle to follow. We'll be back soon. Don't worry about us. Love you."

Don't worry about them? They are just two seven or eight year olds. They dare to sneak out with their only son. They must spank their ass when they come back.