Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"It's ridiculous and bold, but you can try it." Qian'er thought, "let's find a chance to have a round tomorrow and do DNA verification together."

Tang Xiaobao nodded, "well, I'll go to your father's today. I'll try to get his hair."

"Your mother is taking a bath in the bathroom. When she comes out, I should be able to pick up her hair."

"Well, that's settled." Tang Xiaobao stretched out five chubby little hands and clapped high five with qian'er as his ally. "I'll be your brother in the future."

"I'm the brother." Qian Er's small face is cold, correct a way.

"Hum, we'll know who the big brother is when we get the DNA." Tang Xiaobao listened to the sound of the water in the bathroom and knew that Ma Ma was going to wash out. He whispered, "I have to go quickly. You have to take care of me.

I remember to make her a delicious breakfast in the morning. Every morning, she has to eat a double-sided fried egg and a cup of cowboy. It's better for you to make her a red date and lotus seed porridge tomorrow. I don't think she's working very well recently. "

With that, Xiao Bao left quickly with short legs.

Qian'er wanted to talk and said, "but... I can't cook."

Is the beautiful sister's child so versatile?

……

Tang Xiaobao soon came to the song house.

At this time, before Song Qinbei wakes up, Tang Xiaobao takes advantage of his sleep and looks at his handsome and angry face.

This face is really like myself.

It's an enlarged version of his q-face.

Is it possible that he is also the son of Shuai uncle?

The more Tang Xiaobao thought about it, the more excited he was. Before he woke up, he quickly pulled out three pieces of song Qinbei's hair, put them in his pocket on his jeans and covered them tightly.

Looking at Song Qinbei's sleeping face and the darkness outside, Tang Xiaobao takes off his shoes and socks and jumps onto song Qinbei's bed.

Without Ma Ma to accompany him to sleep and give him a good night kiss, he can only make do with it and stay with Qian Er's father.

Tang Xiaobao turns over and turns over to the sleeping song Beichen.

Qian Er's father's arms are very warm and fiery. His heart is beating steadily and forcefully. It can be seen that he is a very strong man.

He will be so strong when he grows up!

Lying in the arms of song Qinbei, Tang Xiaobao fell asleep.

The next morning.

The warm orange sun shines into the room through the luxurious golden lotus leaf curtains, and falls on one large and one small.

Song Qinbei opened his eyes slowly, and his brain felt tingling.

When he got used to the light, he found that his arm was numb. He looked down and saw that a small milk bag was sleeping beside him with its round head resting on his arm. His mouth was slightly open and drooling.

No wonder the arm is numb. It turned out that qian'er used it as a pillow all night.

Song Qinbei couldn't help laughing.

This little guy with a breath, a small mouth opened and closed, but also the flow of saliva, looks very funny.

It was the first time qian'er had slept with him.

Qian'er in his mind is always elegant and polite. When did his sleeping face become like this?

Song Qinbei held Xiaobao's head with one hand, pulled out his stiff arm little by little, and put his head on the pillow again.

Then he went out to wash.

But at this time, he received the assistant left urgent phone call.

"What's the matter?"

A man's voice is cold and precious.

"Boss, no, please watch the news."

An Zuo's angry voice came.