Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The group controlled by them, watching their elder brother rolling down the mountain with Tang Xin and song Qinbei, were both happy and sad.

The man who had been following the man with scar face was red in his eyes and full of sadness.

He burst out laughing: "ha ha ha, you also have today, it's worth it, it's worth it!"

His next words were blocked back to his stomach by his elbow, but after a dull hum, he laughed more wildly: "ha ha ha, my elder brother's life is worth your two lives, it's really worth it!"

"It's a reward for reward. You deserve it. Go down and collect the body for your husband and wife."

With these words, he couldn't laugh any more, because Xiao Jia came over and chopped people dizzy with a knife.

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On the other hand, Tang Xin feels that they are constantly landing. His body has lost its center of gravity and he doesn't know when it will stop.

And song Qinbei has been closely protecting her. If he really falls to the ground, I'm afraid he will be more seriously injured, and he won't have anything to do.

Think of here, Tang heart is full of grief.

She wanted to tell song Qinbei that she had never blamed him or complained about him. Everything was just a matter of the world.

Although she once thought of leaving him, it doesn't mean that she doesn't love him any more. She just doesn't want the children to be wronged. The only man she has ever loved in her life is song Qinbei.

"Ah The man who pulled them down seemed to have fallen to the ground, uttered a scream, and then was silent.

Tang Xin closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come, but after a while, she only heard the doctor snort, and then the feeling of landing stopped.

Tang Xin looks up from Song Qinbei's arms and finds that they are stuck in a tree. Song Qinbei's eyes are tightly closed. Tang Xin's heart is tight and quietly reaches out his hand to test his breath.

It's a relief to feel breathing.

However, before she could take a long breath of relief, the branches made a sound that could not bear the burden.

"Click." With a loud noise, they fell from the tree as high as one person again.

Fortunately, with this tree as a buffer, they did not become as terrible as the man.

Tang Xin withstands the pain of his body and comes out of song Qinbei's arms. His eyes are looked at by the bloody man nearby.

The scarred face, now infected by blood, became more infiltrative, but strange, Tang Xin didn't think how terrible he was.

In the same way, Tang Xin tried his breathing. There was no heat on his fingers, which means that he was dead.

Tang Xin doesn't know whether he should be relieved or not. This fierce man died in front of him. He should be relieved. After all, he can't hurt them any more.

But thinking of the way he just looked at the little glutinous rice and the sad eyes he just had, I was very unhappy.

But she can't bear to think about others. Knowing that this person won't hurt them any more, Tang Xin immediately went back to song Qinbei, took his hand and called him softly: "Qinbei, Qinbei..."

When she saw the bleeding wound on his arm, Tang Xin pulled off his skirt and bandaged it for him again.

Then, hold him in his lap and watch what can be used at the bottom of the mountain.