Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Song Qinbei's eyes lit two fierce flames, and his whole body was full of anger.

He quickly stepped forward, through the cold white fog, and came to Tang Xin.

"Come on, come out with me."

He held out his hand.

Men's voice is low alcohol and magnetic, showing the power of peace of mind.

Tang Xin's heart is like a bell, lingering and lingering.

The heart missed several beats in this instant.

She put her cold hand on Song Qinbei's warm palm and wanted to get up. She was frozen, but she had no strength.

"I'm... I'm not strong..."

Tang Xin's voice is low and soft, showing grievances.

Song Qinbei pursed his lips and pulled the frozen little woman into his arms.

He took off his suit and put it on Tang Xin.

With a man's body temperature suit coat covering her, Tang Xin suddenly felt warm a lot.

The cold feeling on the body was washed away a lot.

The next second, Tang Xin's body is vacated, and she is hugged by a princess!

Tang Xin's arms twined around Song Qinbei's neck, "and Xiaobao..."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

As early as song Qinbei entered the basement, an Zuo quickly picked up Xiao Bao and wrapped him in a windbreaker.

Several people walked out of the basement quickly.

Song Qinbei took Tang Xin to the living room all the way. He put Tang Xin on the sofa.

Touching her cold body temperature, song Qinbei's cold feelings burst out.

His face is cold without any temperature, just like Shura in hell.

All the people in the Tang family are silent and dare not breathe.

"Turn on the heat!" The man gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice.

"Ah... OK, I'm going to drive..."

Tang city atmosphere dare not gasp, hurried to turn on the heating.

"Turn on the heating to the maximum!"

"... good..."

"Bring hot water, hot towel."

"... is..."

Soon, hot water was brought up.

Song Qinbei put a towel in the hot water. After wring it out, he gently wiped Tang Xin's hands with a hot towel.

"How's it going? Are you better? "

The man asked in a deep voice, with some concern in his voice.

"Well..." Tang Xin bit his lip, tears fell down.

The hot tears fell on the back of song Qinbei's hand, and the man's movements became stiff.

"I also know how to cry. Don't be stupid."

He said grimly.

"I..." Tang Xin twitches and tears fall faster.

"Well, don't cry. Isn't it ok now?" Song Qinbei wiped her hands, wiped her face with a hot towel and coaxed her awkwardly.

This damned little woman, why don't you tell him?

If he knew Xiaobao had been taken away, how could he not help her?

As for this mess?

Stupid.

"Xiao Bao didn't cry for anything." Song Qinbei was almost laughed at.

After hearing this, Tang Xin burps.

Oh, no, there's Xiaobao.

She has to set up a good image for Xiaobao

Tang Xin's tearful eyes vaguely looked at Xiao Bao, "Xiao Bao, are you ok?"

As like as two peas, he halt the troops and wait for the father to see him. He is very reluctant to see him, but he is shocked to see his face like the same face.

So he tried his best to drill into an Zuo's arms for fear that song Qinbei would see him.

"Children should be scared."