Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Song Qinbei looked at the little woman sleeping in her arms.

He came all the way to the presidential suite with Tang Xin in his arms.

Drop.

The door opens when the card is on.

Song Qinbei walks into the room with people in his arms and puts Tang Xin on the comfortable and soft big bed.

Just put people down the moment, Tang Xin suddenly opened his eyes.

The four eyes are opposite.

Tang Xin's big eyes were dazed for a moment. Then she sprang up from the bed and said, "what are you doing?"

She looked around warily: "where is this?

Aren't you flying

How did you fly to the hotel?

She looked at her clothes up and down, but fortunately, they were the same.

It seems that song Qinbei did nothing to her.

"You fell asleep on the plane“ Song Qinbei saw that Tang Xin's face was full of vigilance. He was not happy. "Now I'm at the hotel."

"Oh, Mr. Song, please go out." Tang Xin rubbed his painful head.

Song Qinbei's face was a little dark, "... This is my room."

"So you brought me in... Are we going to live together?" Tang Xin was alarmed.

"Yes, only one room."

"So... Where does Antoine live?" Tang Xin blinked.

Do you want to sleep on the street?

Hearing her mention of anzuo, song Qin's face was a little gloomy. He really should drive anzuo out.

"He sleeps on the plane." The man said coldly, "and you, get up and go to sleep."

Song Qinbei pointed to a small second bedroom in the suite and said in a cold voice.

Tang Xin:?

Didn't you let her sleep in this big bed just now?

Why did you suddenly change your face.

"The next time you lie, the next time you lie." Tang Xin rolled up his blanket and got up from the bed. He rolled up his blanket and went to the second bed slowly.

……

The next morning.

Song Qinbei urges Tang Xin to get up and talk business with him.

As the Secretary of song Qinbei, Tang Xin wears a beige professional suit with a soft ribbon like hair tied behind her head. It's obviously the most common dress. However, it makes her skin as white as jade, and her temperament is ethereal and refined.

Like a narcissus blooming in bud, people can't move their eyes.

Song Qinbei was more satisfied with her.

He is a dark gray suit, which makes him tall and straight, imposing, proud and noble, and full of the powerful aura of the superior.

They went out of the presidential suite one by one.

As soon as I opened the door, I met an Zuo with a respectful face.

"Good morning, boss, Miss Tang."

Tang Xin thought of anzuo sleeping on the plane last night, and felt sympathy for him: "the airport is a long way away from the hotel. It's hard enough for anzuo to run on both sides.

Good night. I'm afraid tezhu didn't sleep well last night? "

"Thank you for Miss Tang's concern," anzou guessed. This may be the wife of the boss in the future, and her attitude is more respectful than before. "The special treatment of being a boss is very good, and the presidential suite is very comfortable."

When he spoke, he felt that his boss had two icy knife like eyes on him, chilly.

An left heart clapped.

Did he say something wrong?

Tang Xin clenched his fists and grinned his teeth. "It turns out that ante Zhu was sleeping in the presidential suite last night..."

"Yes, what's the problem?" Anzuo was a little confused.

Song Qinbei coughed softly.

Tang Xin: "Oh..."

The next second, she stepped on her slender high heels——

Song Qin North eat pain, cold eyebrow instantly twisted into a ice pimple.

Hiss.

This damned little woman.