Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The first picture is in the crowded airport.

Song Qinbei took away the pathetic Shen Qingwan in a domineering and powerful way.

The two are intimate in posture, and have high facial values. The combination of male gods and goddesses even has the style of idol drama.

The second picture shows song Qinbei leading Shen Qingwan into and out of a high-class hotel.

Tang Xin's fingers were as if they were scalded, so he quickly pressed the return button.

She turned off her cell phone, her heart tingling uncontrollably.

Even Tang Xin didn't know that she was very pale at the moment.

It turns out that all the rumors outside are true.

Song Qinbei and Shen Qingwan are really a couple. Shen Qingwan is his white moonlight.

The figure curve of the woman in the photo can be called perfect, and a face is exquisite and beautiful.

She's still a Hollywood actress.

They are the perfect couple.

And I'm just a poor cannon fodder.

Tang Xin shrank in the quilt. His heart was dull and sour, and his eyes were even moist.

She found that living in the villa was a mistake.

And the last two days, two days later, it's all over

"Sir is back."

The servant's respectful voice rang out in the living room and came into Tang Xin's ears.

Is song Qinbei back?

Shouldn't he be in the hotel with his white moonlight now?

"Where's Tang Xin?" The man's cold voice came.

"Well! Bastard daddy, you know how to ask Ma Ma! " Xiao Bao's angry voice rang out.

At the moment, in the living room, Xiao Bao glares at Song Qinbei with his round eyes.

Song Qinbei: "what do you call her?"

Xiaobao then realized that he had missed his mouth. "It's my sister. I just called wrong."

"But that's not the point, OK? The point is, daddy, you didn't go home with your sister and let her come back alone!

You are too tasteless. You are still a man?!

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Song Qinbei was black. "Is she in the bedroom now?"

"Of course, her feet are worn out. Go and see her sister."

Have you worn your feet?

Song Qinbei remembered that Tang Xin was wearing high-heeled shoes tonight. If he didn't get a taxi, it would be very uncomfortable to wear high-heeled shoes.

He screwed his eyebrows and walked step by step into Tang Xin's bedroom.

Knock on the door, there is no echo inside.

"Tang Xin, I'm in."

Song and Qin pushed the door to the north.

There was no light in the room. It was dark. There was a small body on the big bed, which was shrunk into a small ball, forming a bulging bag.

His heart softened a little bit, and step by step he went to the bed and pressed the button on the wall.

The room was illuminated by a warm orange light.

"Tang Xin, are you asleep?"

A man's voice is soft and tender.

He went to the pink bedside and was hesitating whether to lift the corner of the quilt. Tang Xin sat up from the bed and said coldly, "what's the matter with song?"

Seeing that she was so cold, song Qinbei was extremely uncomfortable. "Your foot is hurt?"

"No, I don't think so."

"Show me."

Then, song Qinbei lifted the corner of Tang Xin's quilt and held Tang Xin's ankle involuntarily.

Tang Xin:!!!

How could she have thought that song Qinbei would come up and hold her feet!

Embarrassment, embarrassment, even some anger, all kinds of emotions, Tang Xinhong eyes, want to take out his feet from the hands of song Qinbei, but by the hands to hold the ankle, she can't pull away.

"Song Qinbei!"