Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

When she opened her eyes again, Lindsey was stunned. She didn't seem to know herself in the mirror at all - smooth and shining hair, delicate and white skin, more delicate facial features

She's not like the girl in their village at all. She's like the person in this city.

"Miss Lin, your skin is very good, but you don't pay attention to sun protection, so it's a little dark."

"After make-up, it's still very good-looking. Pay attention to skin care in the future. You can look good without make-up."

Lindsey was both surprised and happy. She looked at her new self in the mirror. Although she was wearing makeup, she at least knew that she was beautiful.

When she thought of something, she asked the nurse in a low voice: "do you have anything for Tang Xin?"

She asked carefully, for fear that others would pry out her inner thoughts.

But I didn't expect the nurse to smile, "ha ha ha, I didn't expect that you are still a fan of Tang Xin. Of course, we have the same model of Tang Xin here."

"Miss Lin, you really have vision. The brand or the same model that Tang Xin represents are the best skin care products and cosmetics we sell here. I'll go and install them for you right now."

After the nurse came back, Linxi couldn't help asking: "tangxin... Isn't it very powerful?"

The nurse was a little confused and thought that since she was a fan of Tang Xin, why didn't she know whether her idol was fierce or not.

But when I think about it, maybe I want to identify with her idol.

Then, the nurse said, "of course, it's amazing. The youngest actress, Shana, has all got her. Her company, Shengtang, once became the most prosperous agency in the entertainment industry."

"Flow and strength coexist, the endorsement fee is more than one billion every year..." Balabala, just like the surging river.

Although he doesn't know Tang Xin, although Tang Xin has temporarily withdrawn from the entertainment circle, the legend about her is still popular in the circle.

After listening to the nurse's words, Linxi's heart is very complex.

At the same time, she felt that she could compare with Tang Xin.

Finally, the aunt paid for her, two people carrying full things ready to go back.

"Auntie, where is the market?" In the evening, when her aunt was ready to leave, Lindsey asked her.

"There is no market here. I'll just buy what Miss Lin needs."

"No, I just want to go shopping myself."

"There is a supermarket downstairs. Miss Lin, you can buy it yourself."

"Yes, thank you, auntie."

Here, Tang Xin is reading bedtime stories to three children, which is their habit.

Delicate and soft voice, reading with endless beautiful fairy tales, like a warm current, across the heart of song Qinbei.

He leaned against the door and watched the dim light falling on Tang Xin's face, which made her beautiful face more beautiful.

Unconsciously, even when the story stopped did not find.

When he came back, Tang Xin had come to him with little glutinous rice in his arms.

Subconsciously, he reached out and hugged the little girl in her arms: "I'll come."

Tang Xin smiles and doesn't refuse.

Just as the two men sent the glutinous rice back to their room and were about to chat, song Qinbei's mobile phone suddenly rang.

This is his new mobile phone. Only a few people know this number.

"Hello, Lindsey?"

"Help, help!"