Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Next to the two men and four children: "I dare not speak at all.

The two families left the hotel one after the other, because the monitor of their class, the enthusiastic man at the beginning, said that they would sing in the next scene. Anyway, it's still early and we haven't seen each other for a long time, so they all agreed.

Tang Xin and song Qinbei walk behind. Song Qinbei reaches for Tang Xin's waist. He habitually opens his hand. Sure enough, his waist is only one palm wide.

"Tired?"

Tang Xin shook his head and leaned on his arm to make it easier to walk.

Feeling her little action, song Qinbei put a smile in his eyes, lowered his head, and took advantage of her unprepared to kiss her face.

Tang Xin glared at him, but there was no anger in his eyes. Next to the two small milk bags with my sister walking, I saw this scene and quietly covered my mouth and laughed. The picture was warm and beautiful.

They didn't notice that behind them, Qiao Xin clenched her fists and turned blue.

In her memory, song Qinbei has always been the highest snow lotus on the snow mountain, and also the most elusive wind. She once imagined what it would be like to stand beside this man.

But she had never seen such a song Qinbei, like an ordinary man, who would secretly kiss his beloved, smile gently, connive at everything, and hold the whole world in front of her.

And in Qiao Xin's heart, all this, originally belong to her, but now, all gave another woman.

Ding Jing went to her side, indignant cold hum a: "is completely two fox spirit, worthy of a company to teach out!"

Ding Jing hasn't digested yet. Thinking about the dishes, she wants to throw up again.

It's rare that Josh didn't contradict her this time. Her eyes looked at the people in front of her, with unknown emotions, which always made people feel terrible.

Come to KTV, there are hundreds of square meters, a room, a living room, men can drink outside, women can sing and chat inside.

As for children, if you want to follow your father, follow your father. If you want to follow your mother, follow your mother.

At last, Tang Xin just hugged little nuomi, and the other two went to play with song Qinbei.

On the women's side, there was really no one to sing, so they all gathered around to chat. The main chat objects were Tang Xin and song Xiaotang.

"Tang Xin, I heard that you have obtained the license with President song. Is that true?"

"Well, there's no wedding yet."

"Wow, it's OK to get the certificate. The wedding is so busy for both of you. It's not too late to hold it when you're free."

"Right."

"Do you two usually have fun filming?"

Tang Xin and song Xiaotang look at each other and shake their heads at the same time: "filming is not fun. It's very hard. Sometimes we have to hang Weiya."

"That's hard work."

Other people just want to say something, but heard a person beside cold said: "what's hard, stars don't like to sell miserably, really!"

Others: "I'm not sure."

Ding Jing felt that the atmosphere suddenly calmed down and raised her head to stare at them: "what? Am I right? They can make money that you can't make in your whole life by making a TV play. It's your turn to pity others. "

As if not aware of the embarrassment in the air, Ding Jing said more energetically: "don't you just do a few actions and say a few words in front of the camera, it's tired? I really don't know how hard life is. "

It's really irritating to be with such people.