Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Song Qinbei picked up little nuomi, and his little body was completely shrouded in his arms.

I remember when I left, the little girl in my arms was a little one. After more than a year, I grew up a lot.

It's just that she seems to have suffered a lot.

Song Qinbei reached out and touched her head, patting xiaonuomi's back lovingly.

This little girl, who was born by herself, made up for what she had as a father. I remember that she was in poor health and cried all night. She was also the one who coaxed her to sleep.

"Daddy ~" small glutinous rice holding today's father, looking at his eyes, feeling his powerful arm holding himself, think today's father is a little different.

It seems that there is no difference, but it seems to return to the previous appearance.

"What's the matter?"

"I like Daddy today."

Song Qinbei smiles and pinches her small face, "why, don't you like tomorrow's father?"

"No, as long as dad is still like this, little glutinous rice will always like it."

"..." it seems that even the daughter is aware of it.

He looked at Tang Xin next to him. She didn't seem to notice it.

The restaurant they came to was the one they went to most often, but after Song Qinbei came back, Tang Xin didn't tell him, so he didn't bring them.

I just didn't expect that he brought them here today.

Tang Xin took a look at him. Aware of her sight, song Qinbei hooked his lips.

A family sitting together, gentle lighting, low voice, slowly constitute a beautiful picture.

Song Qinbei gives Tang Xin a chopstick dish and carefully picks out the onion inside. Tang Xin's heart moves.

She suddenly noticed something.

The change of song Qinbei's attitude towards Lin Xi, the change of her eyes when she woke up, and what little nuomi said

Well, he remembered, and he still installed it here.

Tang Xin bites his teeth hard. OK, since you want to pretend, you can pretend with him to see who is good at acting.

Tang Ying thought like this.

But before they started to say anything, a woman with an excited face came to the table.

She should be in her thirties, with exquisite makeup and noble clothes. The necklace on her neck is shining in the light.

She is also a woman full of luxury.

But at this time, her expression is not so elegant and noble, she red eyes, eyes staring at Qiushi.

"Hello, excuse me..."

When the woman heard Tang Xin's voice, she came back to her senses. She looked at Tang Xin and song Qinbei. There was a little surprise in her eyes: "it's Mr. and Mrs. song. I dare to disturb you."

Tang Xin noticed that her voice was shaking slightly.

"I, I just want to ask, this..." she pointed to Qiushi, "this should not be two children?"

Tang Xin's face was cold. "No, this is my child."

"No, Mrs. song, you have misunderstood me. I don't mean that. I just... Just see that he looks like an old friend of mine."

“！！”

Hearing these words, Tang Xin also looked up at the woman, and then found that her facial features are indeed somewhat similar to Qiushi.

In a trance, Tang Xin realized that his fingers trembled slightly.

Song Qinbei grabs her hand, pats it comfortingly, and then holds it.

"Miss, what can I do for you? Let's talk about it after dinner."

The woman came back to her senses, nodded in embarrassment, red eyes: "yes, yes, you eat first, I won't disturb you."