Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Finish saying, lightly lean on Tang Xin's shoulder.

Tang Xin bowed his head and saw the dark green under his eyes. He was very unhappy. As his wife, he was not able to help at this time.

"You've helped me a lot, take care of my two children, work hard and live seriously." Song Qinbei was just like knowing what Tang Xin was thinking. When she had this idea, she said such a sentence.

Tang Xin's heart is even more sour. He gently fiddled with his messy hair and said to him in a soft voice: "sleep, have a rest."

I don't know how long I haven't had a good rest. Soon, song Qinbei's breathing became even and quiet.

When he woke up, it was late at night, and the three children were lying side by side on the same bed, looking lovely and beautiful.

The voice from the bathroom should be Tang Xin in his heart. At this moment, song Qinbei only felt the unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.

It turns out that it is not the place called home that is home, but the place with family that is called home.

When Tang Xin came out, he saw that the light was on in the living room. He knew that song Qinbei was awake. He wiped his hair and walked over.

Sure enough, he was working again. The computer was on, pen in hand, and the desk was full of papers.

Tang Xin walks over to him and stands behind him. He sees several different people's teachings on the computer screen, and their introductions. When Tang Xin sees one of them, he feels familiar, but he can't remember it.

"Do you have any difficulties at work?"

Tang Xin put his hand on Song Qinbei's shoulder. Song Qinbei took her hand and leaned on one side of it. His voice was hoarse: "well, new building materials are needed on the other side of the house, but now they start from the ground. The price is much higher than we expected. I'm looking for the remaining building materials companies to see which one is more suitable."

Tang Xin nodded, sat down next to him, nestled in his arms, and asked in a soft voice, "what are you looking at now?"

"As for Qinghu and Wu Guochao, their company should be able to talk about it. I have to go back tomorrow."

Light Hu? Light?

Tang Xin stands up abruptly. Under song Qinbei's puzzled eyes, he rushes back to his room, takes out his mobile phone and turns to the light Yan's circle of friends he just added today.

She finally remembered why she thought one of them was familiar. She had seen him in her circle of friends. He was her father.

Tang Xin ran back and hugged song Qinbei's neck excitedly. "I should be able to help you."

Then, I told him what happened to Xiaoyan today.

Tang Xin always thinks that she is lucky, and believes that everyone she meets is doomed, which is also a very magical fate. But she didn't expect that her fate with Qingyan came so fast.

Tang Xin sent a message to Qingyan - "Qingyan, did you sleep?"

That end is almost seconds back, "did not sleep, Tang Xin elder sister, I am a night owl, I am still outside with friends to play, I am now ready to go back to the hotel."

Tang Xin couldn't help laughing, this girl is really not generally lovely, and then chatted a few words to get to the point.

There was almost no hesitation, so he agreed: "don't worry, sister Tang Xin, I will let my father cooperate with you. Don't worry, it's not because I'm a fan of Mo Lingkong, but because I'm also a fan of my brother-in-law."

"Sister Tang Xin, let's meet again when I make an appointment with my father."