Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Then he bit off a sugar gourd.

Tang Xin took his hand, two people along the street has not been lively up, you one, I one of the points finished a string of sugar gourd.

Walking, passing a restaurant, a voice sounded and exclaimed: "Qinbei?"

They both looked up and saw that it was a young man. Tang Xin didn't know him, but looking at Song Qinbei and the man's face, it seemed that they were very familiar with each other.

Song Qinbei bowed his head and explained, "this is Mr. Su Jinghao, President of Yuanda. This is my wife, Tang Xin."

The young man showed a bright smile, "Miss Tang, I've heard so much about you. I'm your fan."

Song Qinbei's eyebrows and eyes moved. As he stepped forward, Tang Xin was behind him.

To understand what she meant, Tang Xin couldn't help laughing.

This person is as naive as ever.

Look at these two people seem to have a lot of things to talk about, Tang Xin pointed to the other direction, "you chat, I'll go to the other side."

Then he passed first, and the two men's eyes stayed on her all the time.

Song Qinbei swept a friend and coughed. Su Jinghao looked back. Seeing song Qinbei's expression, he said with a smile, "Qinbei, your relationship with your sister-in-law is really getting better and better."

He looked at the direction of Tang Xin, suddenly a few exclamations - "when you are not, sister-in-law is also very hard." With that, he patted song Qinbei on the shoulder.

On the other side, Tang Xin is enjoying the happiness of the moment when no one comes out.

Because tomorrow is Tanabata, today there are many stalls put out, but also a lot of eye-catching things, Tang Xin one by one watching.

Suddenly, she saw a balloon lamp. What flashed through her mind was the one song Qinbei had given her.

At that time, the two were not married. Song Qinbei was walking slowly with him. He saw a lamp with candy on it. Although he felt uncomfortable, he bought it and gave it to him.

At that time, although only received a light that was not valuable, Tang Xin still felt very happy.

Think of the past, Tang Xin also unconsciously smile.

"Girl, if you like a lamp, you can buy one. Tomorrow is Chinese Valentine's day. Then you can go to the long street to put the lamp on."

Maybe she had been standing in front of the stall for too long, and the stall owner couldn't help but remind her.

Tang Xin recovered and looked down to find that he didn't know when to hold the lamp with candy for a long time.

"Excuse me, how much is it?"

"Ten dollars."

"Oh, good..." Tang Xin felt his pocket, which reflected that he didn't have money or mobile phone.

But at this time, the lamp is already in hand. If I don't buy it, I'm a little embarrassed. Tang Xin touches his hot ears and puts down the lamp with a red face. "I'm sorry, I'll come back to buy it later."

As soon as she put it down, she reached in a hand, slender and powerful, took the lamp she put down, and then handed over ten yuan.

Tang Xin looked back and saw that it was song Qinbei who was still talking with his friends. He didn't know when he had finished talking and came here.

"This lamp..." Song Qinbei looked at the lamp in his hand, and a memory came into his mind.

In the picture, Tang Xin's face is a little bit more tender than now. They walk side by side in a crowded street, holding such a lamp.