Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

When the warm sun of a new day shines in, Tang Xin is awakened by the sun outside.

He rubbed his head as if it was about to crack. He began to regret why he drank so much wine last night.

When sober a little bit, see clearly this is oneself familiar room, instantly became more sober.

How did she come back? She remembered that she had told the housekeeper not to come back, and then asked Luo zhirou to take herself back to live.

Just when she was confused, the door of the room was pushed open. Looking up, song Qinbei came in with a bowl of things.

At that moment, Tang Xin's memory was suddenly pulled back to the time when they were together - at that time, song Qinbei was also wearing such a simple sportswear, which removed the seriousness and coldness of her normal work, leaving only her tenderness and warmth.

Now it seems that everything has not changed, he carrying Jiejiu soup, facing the warm morning sun, step by step toward her.

Seeing her wake up, she was slightly surprised: "wake up? Do you have a headache? Have a little wake-up soup. "

Then, in Tang's dizzy state, a bowl of sobering soup pulled back the distance between the two people.

"Last night... How did I get back?"

"I went to pick you up."

"..." Tang Xin didn't ask him why he wanted to pick him up. As long as his memory didn't come back one day, some questions were doomed to be meaningless.

"I'm finished, thank you."

Song Qinbei took a deep look at her, then reached out his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth for her with familiar and intimate movements. Then, he said in a soft voice, "you and I don't need to thank each other."

These eight words once again bring Tang Xin's memory back to the past. At that time, they were not familiar with each other. The only ones that connected them were a few children.

At that time, Tang Xin often said thank you to him, but song Qinbei would only do everything in silence, and then give her these words back.

Afraid of his emotions gushing out, Tang Xin opens the quilt, leaves the bed and runs into the bathroom.

Today, Lindsey didn't go into the kitchen any more. She sat there and didn't know what she was thinking.

See Tang Xin, quickly stand up and say hello: "Tang Xin Jie."

Tang Xin nodded and thought of what she had just looked like. She sighed helplessly in her heart. No matter what, Linxi is their benefactor and should not be allowed to do so.

"Lindsey, do you want to go to work?"

Hearing her words, Lin Xi suddenly raised her head and looked at Tang Xin: "good." But soon, her eyes darkened again, "but I can't do anything."

"You can't learn. Many people don't come from anything. No one is born with it."

"Sister Tang Xin..."

"Well, I'll arrange for you to be an assistant in our company. You can do what others do. You can learn something in your spare time."

Lin Xi was moved and excited, so she was about to bow to Tang Xin. She said with joy: "thank you, sister Tang Xin. I will do it well and not give you any trouble."

Tang Xin smiles.

In fact, it's also a little selfish of her. It's better to enter the prosperous Tang Dynasty than to enter the Song family at that time. After all, she can't stir up any trouble under her own eyes.

Although it seems that Linxi is harmless to people and animals, the environment has a great impact on a person. No one is born black, so it's good to take preventive measures.

Song Qinbei stood behind her, looking at her arrangement, his heart was full of appreciation.