Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"Tang Xin." Lin Shi stopped in front of him and yelled, "I'm really sorry. I wanted to invite you to have a good meal today, but..."

"It's OK. He should be happy, too." It's rare for song Qinbei to have such a person who doesn't worry about his identity and doesn't fear him to drink and eat with him.

"It's not a good reception today. Are you still here tomorrow?"

"Well, tomorrow night."

"Then we'll treat you to a good meal tomorrow."

Tang Xin smiles, "OK."

She looked at the back of the two people walking away and shook her head. These two people, in fact, have each other in their hearts. They haven't exposed this layer of window paper for so many years.

It seems that I should be able to give them a push.

"What is a thousand paper cranes?" Walking, Tang Xin suddenly heard this sentence, Leng for a while.

Looking up, song Qinbei's face was tinged with anger, but he didn't dare to show it. In addition, he was drunk now, which made him very cute.

Tang Xin couldn't help laughing.

"Let's go back to the hotel and I'll explain it to you slowly, OK?"

"No, now."

Is that what she meant by explaining right now? Tang Xin is more helpless, this person is drunk, how so childish temper.

"Well, I'll tell you now." But just as Tang Xin was about to speak to him, song Qinbei suddenly led her forward.

"Well, Mr. Song, what are you doing? Where to? "

Do not want to, he really stopped, the whole person frowned at her, as if very dissatisfied with the appearance.

Tang Xin touched his face, a little confused: "what's the matter?"

"No way."

"What?"

The man in front of him showed a little bit of the heart of the child, "don't shout."

Tang Xin is full of fog. What's his name? Suddenly, she thought of something and couldn't help laughing: "ha ha, Mr. Song, you won't allow me to call you Mr. Song."

Sure enough, hearing these three words, song Qinbei frowned again and stared at her.

Tang Xin is dying of laughter. How can she not find that the drunk song Qinbei is really cute.

"Well, well, I won't call you Mr. Song." Tang Xin approached his ear, "otherwise... I'll call you song Qinbei?"

He still frowned.

"Then, Qinbei?"

Or frown.

"So... Husband?"

The person in front of a Leng, the ear root is suffused with red halo, then specially serious nodded.

Tang Xin is going to laugh crazy in his heart. He should cherish the lovely song Qinbei, or he won't see him when he wakes up tomorrow?

"Husband, where are you taking me?"

Hearing this, song Qinbei seemed to react, and then he pulled her forward until he saw a stationery shop, which stopped.

Take Tang Xin inside again.

"What can I do for you, please?"

"Paper."

Tang Xin and the stationery shop owner were stunned.

"What kind of paper would you like to buy, sir?"

"... thousand paper cranes."

Tang Xin: "she tried her best to hold her arm, for fear that she could not help laughing.

She always knew that song Qinbei was a jealous man, but she never thought that he was so drunk that he was childish. Ha ha ha ha.

"Boss, I want to fold a thousand paper cranes, a thousand pieces."

Stationery shop owner now understand, busy run to get, it is really in front of these two people expensive, he did not dare to neglect.

After buying the paper, Tang Xin sees that song Qinbei is finally satisfied, so he is willing to follow her.

"We're back to the hotel?"

"Well."