Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Hearing his praise, Tang Xin began to laugh. At that moment, the stars in her eyes were bright, just like breaking thousands of stars, with a pair of beautiful apricot eyes more and more charming.

"What to do."

"Well?"

"Suddenly I don't want them to see such a person."

“……”

Tang Xin couldn't control his smile. He poked song Qinbei's arm with a smile and walked straight to the car with little glutinous rice in his arms. He didn't care about the man who was suddenly jealous behind him.

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In the box at this time, this is a famous star hotel in s city. It was there decades ago and has been famous for its high price.

But because the dishes are exquisite, the service attitude is excellent, and the privacy is well protected, many dignitaries still like to come here.

This time their classmate gathering, also chose here.

Although this group of people can't compare with the Northern Song Dynasty, they are all dragon and Phoenix among people, but when these people get together, they can't avoid gossip.

"I heard that song Qinbei married Tang Xin. It's true or false. How come there's no news on the Internet?" A man in a suit is sitting on the sofa and is surprised to ask the woman next to him.

The woman shook her head and pointed to several people not far away: "I don't know. Ding Jing told me that Qiao Xin met song Qinbei a few days ago. Song Qinbei said it himself."

These names together, more gossip people.

"It's well known that Qiao Xin liked song Qinbei at that time. Unfortunately, song Qinbei didn't even look at her. Do you think she hasn't given up yet?"

"Harm, song Qinbei kind of man, if not I have been married, I am not willing to let go."

"Song Qinbei is married, and his wife is Tang Xin. I saw Tang Xin on TV a few days ago. This star is just different from us, shining. "

Not far away those people just came here, just heard this sentence.

Qiao Xin side of the woman holding the arm, rolled a white eye, sneered: "cut, star, take off makeup is not still an ordinary person, across a screen, can see how much."

The woman who spoke was Ding Jing, who always followed Qiao Xin's lead and now works in a magazine.

Qiaoxin pulled her sleeve and motioned her not to say any more. She thought Qiaoxin wanted her not to expose it. Instead, she said more vigorously: "don't you think I don't believe that the skin of those stars is so good, so beautiful and so delicate, but it's just a kind of illusion created to show you. I've seen a lot of them in my work."

Combined with her work, some people really believe it.

"Yes, I've heard that many stars die of light. They don't send out their pictures unless they are refined."

"Yes, how many people take off the powder after meeting the real person. After all, we don't know if there is a screen between them."

At this time, some star chasers did not agree.

"Who said that, of course, it's reasonable for other people to be stars, otherwise they are so common that they should be stars."

"That is, stars are not necessarily very good-looking, but some rely on talent."

It seems that because of this quarrel, some people are busy coming out to make ends meet.

"Well, wait a minute, we can see the real people. It's clear if we can see the light and die."

With this sentence, both sides hold their breath, only Qiao Xin clenched her hand. She had seen it. Tang Xin, who didn't use powder, was so dazzling, not to mention her delicately dressed.