Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Tang Xinchao rushed to him, but he only grasped the void, and song Qinbei disappeared in front of his eyes.

"No!" Tang Xin suddenly woke up, looked up at the dark sky outside, reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Then he realized that he was dreaming.

I picked up the mobile phone beside my pillow and took a look. It was only 3:30 in the morning. It was in the dead of night when I thought of that dream. Tang Xin had no sleepiness. She didn't know whether she was harboring anything. The unprecedented panic made her hands and feet cold.

Her rare impulse to get up - turned out of bed, woke up next door Xiaojia, do not know how to talk to him sleepy.

"What's the matter, ma'am?" During the conversation, Xiao Jia's face was not sleepy at all. Maybe she was afraid of her guilt, so she said again: "madam, I'm used to it. I couldn't have a good sleep when I was outside before..."

Tang sighed and said that he got up in the middle of the night. "It's nothing. I suddenly had a nightmare... This has never happened before, so... I have to go back and have a look."

It takes at least two hours to get home from the shooting base. Looking at the retreating scenery outside the window and the street with few vehicles, Tang Xin leans against the window wearily.

Back home, it was more than five o'clock in the morning, and the early maid had got up to prepare for a new life.

"Madame?" Seeing Tang Xin at the door, they were all surprised.

Tang Xin waved his hand to show that they didn't need to care about themselves and asked, "where's your husband?"

"Sir is upstairs, not up yet."

"... nothing happened these two days?"

The servants shook their heads and looked at tangxin, but tangxin had already turned and went upstairs.

Walking up the stairs, gently pushed open the children's room door, see their lovely sleeping appearance, the mood is better in an instant.

She didn't let them know. She closed the door and went to her own room. She didn't know what the language was. Her fingers curled up. Then she opened the door and went in.

Inside, on the double bed, a figure was sleeping there. Song Qinbei's sleeping appearance is the same as his usual. He is all in order. If Tang Xin is around, he will be OK. If he is not, he will not move at all.

Tang Xin crept forward, lying on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at his sleeping appearance, the uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared.

Stretch out the finger, start from the bridge of the nose, slowly slide down, and carefully trace his facial features

Just as Tang Xin was about to get up and leave, a force suddenly grabbed her hand. Before she could react, she had been dug up on the bed, under song Qinbei.

"You... You wake up?"

Looking at his wife who suddenly appeared in front of him, song Qinbei was still a little bit sober. After hearing her words, he woke up.

"Well." His voice was still hoarse, deep and sexy when he just woke up. "How did you come back? What happened? "

Tang Xin shakes his head, reaches out his hand, embraces his strong waist and buries himself in his arms.

"No, I just miss you."

"Then have a rest and I'll be with you." Finish saying, pull up quilt, cover two people.

Tang Xin suddenly remembered: "no, I'm sneaking back. I have to go back to filming."

"It's OK. Let Xiao Ju ask for leave for you."