Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The indifference on Song Qinbei's face seemed to be unable to hold on, and a smile appeared in his eyes. In order not to break the Gong, he turned his head and did not look at Tang Xin.

When we get to the parking lot, Tang Xin doesn't go and doesn't get on the bus.

Song Qinbei turned his head and looked at her suspiciously. Tang Xintian laughed and asked him, "Song Qinbei, are you angry?"

"No It must be angry to answer so quickly and coldly.

Tang Xin turned his mouth and looked at the childish vinegar jar in front of him. He burst into a smile. His eyes flashed like stars, always making people look there unconsciously.

Song Qinbei was so uncontrollable that her eyes were glued to her face. At this time, this gorgeous foot was a bit more vivid and playful, just as they first met, holding his eyes firmly.

He rolled his Adam's apple and suddenly felt a little hoarse.

But Tang Xin stepped forward and put his hand behind his neck. "We won't go home... Shall I take you to a place?"

Song Qinbei, who was bewitched, had no reason to refuse. He obediently gave the car key to Tang Xin, and then sat down to the co pilot.

When he got to the place, song Qinbei found that it was a small performance base, and some little stars who had no fame and could not find a place to perform would come here.

Tang Xin took him to the stage step by step with his slender and broad palm, and then released his hand.

"Song Qinbei, this is the place where I performed for the first time. At that time, I didn't have a fan." She looked at Song Qinbei with gentle eyes. "Today, you are my only audience."

In the eyes of song Qinbei, she walked to the stage. When she opened her eyes, she became the brightest star.

Even if there are no lights, no fluorescent sticks, no music, just one fan.

Tang Xin performed a dance for him, graceful posture, every move is amorous feelings, waist if thin willow, every twinkle and smile all buckle his heartstrings.

At the end of the dance, Tang Xin looks at Song Qinbei in front of him. After many years, he feels nervous again.

"Song Qinbei, do you know the meaning of this dance?"

Song Qinbei is still in the fog. He just stares at the person with bright eyes and a little red face. She asks something and shakes her head.

After seeing his movements, Tang Xin smiles, and his beautiful voice rings in the empty Performance Hall - "this is a beautiful legend. It is said that a girl specially made up this dance for her lover."

"Because there are a lot of things she can't say, she wants to tell her lover that she loves her very much and never wants to leave. She is also very grateful to meet him and hopes that it will always be him in the future."

At that moment, song Qinbei didn't know how to express his feelings. For decades, he never heard the deafening heartbeat in his chest.

In front of this person, he has seen her a lot of moments, but at this moment, he clearly knows that all her beauty belongs to him.

No kissing, no crying, no excitement, just a heart to heart hug.

The two of them hugged each other tightly. Tang Xin heard his tender voice ringing in his ear: "did the girl's lover tell her that he loved the girl very much, and was grateful for her appearance, and was glad to meet her."

"Thank you, Tang Xin."

Tang Xin began to laugh and cry, but it was tears of happiness.