Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"No..." it's not that he doesn't love them, it's just that he forgot to love them.

Tang Xin touched the baby in his arms and kissed her face. He didn't know whether he was comforting her or comforting himself: "how can dad not love our little glutinous rice? It's just that you really did wrong this time."

"If your mother makes some food for other children, but she is knocked over by them, are you angry?"

Small glutinous rice seriously thought for a while, and then nodded: "angry!"

"Well, if you are angry, dad must be angry too. It's wrong for you to do so. So what should you do?"

After a while, Tang Xin went down with little glutinous rice.

Before that, Lin Qian found that song Qinbei had been looking at the direction of the stairs, and Lin Qian had been watching him silently.

I know that he may have regretted it, but from that incident, she also knows something.

For example, when her children don't respect themselves, he helps them. Although Tang Xin doesn't say anything, he must be unhappy.

At this moment, Lindsey felt that she had some other emotions again.

"Aunt Linxi, I'm sorry, little glutinous rice shouldn't upset the cake you made for little glutinous rice." After a while, little glutinous rice came to apologize to her.

Before Linxi could react, she had already run back to tangxin.

"Never mind..."

Tang Xin said with a smile, "I just told her."

"Children, in fact, can understand."

This time, Tang Xin didn't say anything more. He just lowered his head and continued to talk to little nuomi: "remember, you are a child of the Song family. You should learn from your brothers. You can't be willful. Do you know?"

"Well!"

Lin Qian instantly understood that Tang Xin meant that little nuomi was not an ordinary child. She was a child of the Song family. Other children could do things that were not sensible. Their children of the Song family were different, and they were absolutely not allowed.

Thinking of this, Lindsey grabbed the corner of her hand, and the bread in her mouth suddenly became stale.

Song Qinbei looked at them all the time. Tang Xin didn't get angry, but he didn't pay any attention to him. There was a trace of inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Just now, I was wrong. I shouldn't be so fierce to little glutinous rice."

"It's OK, she understands. After all, you don't remember."

“……”

Two people just familiar with the atmosphere, at this moment, suddenly fell back to the freezing point.

Looking at them like this, Lindsey felt happy in her heart.

In the afternoon, send the small glutinous rice to Mrs. song, and they are ready to go to the company to report the press conference.

There were only two of them in the car. Tang Xin didn't speak, and song Qinbei didn't take the initiative to chat. The air seemed quiet.

Song Qin looks at Tang Xin, who is not dressed as usual. Today, she is very capable, sexy and natural. Through this, he seems to see how she managed to turn the tide and protect song in the shopping mall during this year.

She's a very good woman indeed.

"Just now... Am I too fierce with little glutinous rice?"

"No, she did something wrong. You should teach her." Say this sentence, Tang Xin feel unprecedented fatigue.

She didn't know how to express her feelings. She really complained about song Qinbei, but song Qinbei didn't do anything wrong, but there was a gap between them.

This gully, called memory, can't be crossed at all.