Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

It's still late at night, there is no light around, only the cold light of the moon hanging in the sky, can let Tang Xin look around.

Song Qinbei in her arms frowned tightly. Tang Xin touched his forehead and found that it was boiling hot.

It's so big here, Xiaobao. It should take a while for them to find it. They can't go on like this.

Tang Xin gently put down song Qinbei's head and went to the next man's pocket to feel for it. She actually touched a lighter. Tang Xin was relieved and bowed slightly to him.

Staying with a dead man in the middle of the night, still in the mountains, Tang Xin felt that he didn't have the courage.

Besides, there seems to be a murmur of water not far in front of him. Tang struggled to support song Qinbei, and then he walked to the other side step by step.

Sure enough, they saw a small stream. If there was water, it would be much easier.

Put down song Qinbei, tear off a piece of cloth, wet it and put it on his forehead, then go to pick up some dry branches, and then sit down.

Then he found out that he had been carrying song Qinbei here with all his strength. After so many things, he climbed the mountain for several hours and fell down again.

The whole body is aching and weak. I just didn't realize it. Now I stop and find that I don't want to move.

Beside him is the heart of the Tang Dynasty and the north of the Song Dynasty. The burning firewood makes a crackling sound, which sounds very warm.

At this time, Tang Xin was very glad that he had made a movie about survival in the wilderness, and he knew some survival knowledge, otherwise he would really have a black eye and nothing.

Sitting down, I found that my body was sore and uncomfortable everywhere.

Tang Xin looks at Song Qinbei lying on his leg and caresses his hair carefully.

His hair is not as cold and hard as he is. It's very soft. Now he's sitting on his forehead, which makes him look young.

Tang Xin's fingers describe the facial features and eyes of her subordinates. She once gazed at herself. She had seen the most painful, joyful and helpless time

From the tip of his nose to his lips, Tang Xin described and recalled their past in his heart.

In fact, this time, they really live and die together for many times. They often cheat their husband and wife, and they may not feel this kind of taste in their whole life.

"Tang Xin..."

Tang Xin thought, suddenly heard a whisper, looked down, only to find that song Qinbei's brow was frowning, calling her name.

I don't know if he is dreaming or thinking of something. Even if he doesn't open his eyes, he can feel his helpless and struggling.

Tang Xin grasped his hand tightly, "Qinbei, I'm here, I'm here."

Perhaps this sentence played a consolation, song Qinbei no longer shouts, no longer frowns, he just clenched Tang Xin's hand.

Hard to, Tang Xin feel a little pain.

"Madame!"

"Where are you, sir and madam?"

"Over there, I see the fire!"

"Go on, go on, go on!"

When Tang Xin looked down at him, a voice came from the place where they fell. Tang Xin was relieved.

Finally, finally.

The group of people rushed to see Tang Xin, obviously relaxed a lot, but saw song Qinbei lying on Tang Xin's leg, his eyes became serious again.

"We've just been stuck in the tree. Take your husband up quickly."

"Yes