Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Because of this sudden interaction, the hearts of the two people seem to get closer and get along with each other more easily.

At least, Tang Xin accidentally put his leg on Song Qinbei's. But did not like in the past, suddenly back.

Song Qinbei thought that before them, they must have been like this. No, they should be like this now. They also felt more natural and comfortable. They couldn't get into the feeling of a third person any more.

After dinner, Tang Xin unties his hair wrapped in a towel. He is going to look for a hair dryer, but he finds that song Qinbei doesn't know when he has taken the hair dryer.

Toward her, soft voice said to her: "I help you."

"... good."

Feel her hair, from his fingers across, exudes a tempting taste, and her back to himself, slender, as if as long as he gently cuddle, can hide in his arms in general.

This picture once again aroused the memory in Song Qinbei's mind. In the picture, he also helped Tang Xin blow his hair like this, and nothing changed.

But he didn't remember.

Think of here, song Qinbei's voice is slightly dry dumb up, "I used to... Will be like this."

Tang Xin is drowsy in the sound of the hair dryer. When he hears his voice, he answers lazily, "well."

Yes, the former song Qinbei, although cold to inhuman, although every moment with a face, although there is a people dare not close to the aura, but he is really gentle to himself.

It's the kind of people who want to return the tenderness that the world owes her.

If Tang Xin uses a word to describe song Qinbei, it must be gentle. Maybe it's hard to believe. But in Tang Xin's world, song Qinbei is a gentle man.

His tenderness is not the tenderness of Fu Jinnian to the whole world, but the tenderness that has been collected for a long time, which is slowly passed to you bit by bit from the bone.

Thinking, Tang Xin can't help looking back and deeply looking at the man blowing her hair.

It's true that it hasn't changed, but Tang Xin has changed a little.

She wanted to kiss him, and she didn't want to. Because what she wants to kiss is song Qinbei who gives her all warmth, not song Qinbei who has no memory of them.

At the moment of touching her sight, song Qinbei suddenly felt a sharp pain.

She must have thought of the past again.

"Tang Xin."

"Well."

Two people seriously and affectionately looking at each other, one eye with a touch of sadness, one eye, but full of sincerity and sincerity.

"I'm sorry I've lost all those wonderful memories." His eyes became more sincere.

"But we still have a long, long time to go. Let's create some memories that belong to us."

"..." Tang Xin did not answer him, and did not say no.

And song Qinbei, also did not disturb, two people sit quietly, let time flow.

After a long time, she heard the deep sigh of Tang Xin. She said, "you're right. I should look forward. We can also create many beautiful memories. We should not be hindered by the past."

Her eyes changed. Before Song Qinbei could react, she was attacked by Wenxiang nephrite.

Then he heard Tang Xin say: "Mr. Song... Do you want to create some good memories now?" With that, he breathed in his ear and touched his chest with his fingers.