Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Taking advantage of the traffic lights, song Qinbei turns his head to look at Tang Xin. There is only one meaning in his eyes - are you kidding?

Seeing this look in his eyes, she understood everything. Song Qinbei was famous for refusing people thousands of miles away. How could she be familiar with a woman.

However, his action once again pleased Tang Xin, and he couldn't help kissing his side face.

Song Qinbei is driving: "if you were not driving, you would have paid a price for teasing me.

To this, Tang Xin returned a look, you try?

The whole family came back to the hotel, adults cooking, children helping, playing, laughter filled the whole room.

In the evening, after sleeping two children, song Qinbei is busy with his work. His mobile phone beside the bed suddenly rings. Tang Xin naturally takes it to have a look.

It's a group news, on which all the people are @ said: "evening, I haven't got together for so many years. I heard that Xinran has come back. Let's take this opportunity to get together."

Everyone who made the speech should be very good. Soon someone will reply below.

"Yes, it's almost ten years."

"No, it's been ten years. I have to make an appointment."

"You're allowed to bring your family with you. You can come all the time."

"As long as the God of the class comes out, everyone will come." I just don't know if the God in their mouth is the one who is busy working now.

Tang Xin didn't dare to reply, so he ran out with his mobile phone. As soon as he stood next to song Qinbei, he held him up and gently put him down. The next second, he reached his leg.

Tang Xin took out his cell phone and put it in front of him: "your high school classmates said they would let you go to the party."

Song Qin took it to the north, looked at it, looked up at Tang Xin and said, "are you going?"

"Me? Is it not good for me to go

"I'll take you with me if you're allowed to take my family with me."

"OK, by the way, is Han Shaoli in the same high school as you?" If it happens to be a class, it can be with song Xiaotang together.

Think of song Xiaotang, Tang Xin suddenly remember, this time everyone is busy filming, song Xiaotang also into the group, don't know how she is.

"He's not with me."

"... all right."

Song Qinbei put his chin on her shoulder and hugged her tightly: "let them admire."

Tang Xin did not hear clearly for a moment: "what?"

"Nothing."

“……”

The party was arranged on Wednesday, that is, four days later. Tang calculated the time in his mind, just when his part of the play came to an end, so he could spare some time.

This kind of meeting with her husband and classmates is just a competition, and Tang Xin suddenly starts to fight.

Brush a slip down from Song Qinbei leg, ran back to the room to get his mobile phone, sent a message to Ni LAN: "sister LAN, help me see what the company has for the banquet, I want to use on Wednesday."

"The party in your house?"

"No, song Qinbei's classmate party [struggle]!"

"I see. I promise I'll arrange it for you."

Ni LAN immediately felt a sense of crisis that Tang Xin was going to attend the Paris fashion week. Women all know women. This kind of party, if you lose, clothes, bags and even your nails can become a topic of others' comments.

And Tang Xin, as a top class, as a movie queen, as the first boss and artist of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, how can he lose.

That's what Ni Lan thought, so he racked his brains, determined not to let Tang Xin lose a little bit.