Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Tang Xin forgot that he blocked his face, and song Qinbei, who is also a well-known figure.

So when they stand on the stage, slowly someone recognized them, but only whispered, but no one went up to disturb them.

One is not willing to disturb, and the other is - my sister and brother-in-law's aura is too strong, they dare not disturb.

After about five minutes, many people couldn't hold on, put down their girlfriends in their arms and stepped down.

But Tang Xin can feel that holding his arm is still powerful and steady. Tang Xin is close to his ear and says to him in a soft voice: "Qinbei, are you tired?"

Song Qinbei looked down at her. He didn't speak, but he raised his eyebrows.

Through this look, Tang Xin understands that people are not tired at all.

"I want to give it to you." After a while, song Qinbei's voice suddenly rang, and Tang Xin looked up at him.

"What?"

"No money, no song Qinbei's identity is my gift to you."

“……”

Tang Xin understood that he wanted to tell himself that even if he was divorced from Song Qinbei's identity and everything he owned, he wanted to rely on himself to give her a gift.

Their status is noble, and they have never experienced such a time when they can buy a gift for each other through their own hard work. But now, he is willing to give up all the aura for himself, just want to give her a gift.

Tang Xin doesn't know what to say. She just tightens her arms around Song Qinbei and looks at his handsome and perfect face. Her heart beats like thunder.

Ten minutes later, there were only three pairs left on the stage, but Tang Xin could still feel that song Qinbei could shake slightly.

Sure enough, the other two couples couldn't hold on.

"Wow, our brother is really wonderful. Then this gift is yours. I wish you a long life together and a happy one hundred years."

Tang Xin's hand was stuffed with a handful of roses, while song Qinbei was stuffed with a doll bigger than Tang Xin.

Looking at him holding a bear without expression, Tang Xin couldn't help laughing.

She lowered her head and smelled the roses in her arms. She felt more fragrant than all the roses she had received before.

Song Qinbei, holding the doll in one hand and holding her in the other, walked down the stage.

At this time, many people recognized them. When they passed by, Tang Xin heard several voices ringing at the same time - "sister, brother-in-law, be happy all the time."

"I wish you both a long life together and always love each other."

"My brother-in-law is very powerful, and my sister is very beautiful. You are the best match."

Tang Xin looked back at these people and found that they all looked at them with good intentions and sincere blessings in their eyes.

She laughed and nodded to them, holding song Qinbei by her hand.

Then they held hands, stepped on the moonlight, and went to the dim lights.

Many people took pictures of their backs. Two people, separated by just a good distance and just a good height, with sparse lights on their heads, were not lonely at all in the night. On the contrary, they gave people a warm feeling of the whole night.

This photo was put on the Internet, which caused a boom again.

"It's really fairy love. My sister looks very happy. It's so good."

"They are love. Love in fairy tales always exists, but we don't meet them."

"Originally, there is such a happy marriage. I hope everyone can marry love."