Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

In the days after that, Tang Xin gradually faded out of the performing arts circle and turned to be behind the scenes.

The film and television works directed by her can achieve a lot.

The evaluation of Tang Xin in the circle, has not dare to evaluate at will, she is already an existence that can't surpass.

It's another morning. The warm sunshine sneaks in through the gap of the curtain and reflects on the faces of two people on the bed.

They are still young and handsome. They are Tang Xin and song Qinbei.

It was just an ordinary morning. Song Qinbei woke up and looked at the time at seven o'clock.

He looked down at Tang Xin lying in his arms. He was quiet and soft. He had a small face and was red asleep. Song Qinbei bowed his head and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

Tang Xin wakes up vaguely and opens his eyes to see song Qinbei's magnified handsome face.

She reached out and put her arm around his neck. Like countless mornings in the past, she gave him a dozen kisses on the face. While kissing, she said vaguely, "I'll sleep for a while. You go to wash first."

Then, when song Qinbei finished washing, she would find that she was rolled into the quilt again and had a good sleep.

Song Qinbei has seen her like this for a long time, but he still thinks it's beautiful. In the next few decades, he wants to continue to see it.

Before he went to work, he would leave a note for her as usual. If Tang Xin woke up, he would return a note and send it to him.

If not, song Qinbei will call her no matter what she is doing to remind her to get up for dinner.

Several children go to school and come back every week. Every time they bring a gift to Tang Xin, they share what happened to them when they went to school.

Every week he occupied Tang Xin, so that song Qinbei wanted to pack and throw them out every time.

Today is a normal Friday.

The children have come back. At this time, they are sitting on the balcony with Tang Xin and looking down. After a while, song Qinbei's car will pass by here.

Finally, a familiar car came slowly.

Tang Xin immediately put down the book and stood up. When the familiar figure came out of the car, she raised a smile, "Qinbei!"

She called him, and he stood downstairs, looking up at her.

This angle is just right for a picture hanging in the room. Song Qinbei knows that it was taken by Tang Xin when he was 20 years old.

At this time, the 20-year-old Tang Xin and the present Tang Xin are smiling at him at the same time.

Song Qinbei looked at her face, which was treated with tolerance by the time, and there was no other change except a little more tenderness precipitated by the time.

At that moment, song Qinbei heard his heart beating again, and it was only a few hours since he heard it last time.

Seeing his smile, Tang Xin smiles more brightly. She beckons to him. Seeing song Qinbei beckoning to her, Tang Xin runs down.

That person, standing on the stairs, waiting for her with the warmth of the whole world.

Tang Xin jumped into his arms from the stairs only two spaces away from him. Song Qinbei skillfully held her and touched her feet: "why don't you wear shoes again?"

"Because you hold it."

"Shoes, too."

"I see. I'll wear it next time."

"That's what you said last time."

Behind him, the three children looked at Song Qinbei, holding Tang Xin, walking towards the restaurant step by step, just like the usual years, and it will be the same in the years to come.