Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The next second, song Qinbei's slender, thin and cool fingers picked up Tang Xin's chin. In Tang Xin's shocked and stunned eyes, he bent down to kiss Tang Xin's lips!

Tang Xin caught off guard, she instantly opened her eyes to struggle, but it was too late.

The man held her in his arms, regardless of the surrounding, there are people in the case of regardless of, fiercely kiss her, like tigers and leopards and jackals, eager to swallow her.

And this scene fell into the eyes of song Muyang, set off a storm.

He clenched his fist to death, and the knuckles triggered a clear click.

"Song Qinbei, you deceive people too much!"

He stares at Song Qinbei, a pair of amber eyes become cold and cold, the original elegant and modest atmosphere also become cold and terrible.

After the kiss, song Qinbei released Tang Xin.

"Anzuo, you keep a good eye on her."

Song Qinbei's bossy command.

Then he looked at Song Muyang with cold eyes, "as soon as I came back, I couldn't wait to rob song Muyang from me. You are really ambitious.

It seems that the five years of exile have not made you smart. "

Listening to his mocking and sarcastic voice, song Muyang grimaced and clenched his fist: "Song Qinbei, maybe our accounts should be settled now."

He dashed to the north of song Qinbei, raised his fist and smashed the handsome face of song Qinbei.

Song Qinbei is not willing to be outdone. The two men are like this. You fight with each other.

"Stop fighting, you stop fighting!"

Tang Xin watched anxiously. He didn't understand how song Qinbei came here. He didn't know what the relationship between Song Qinbei and song Muyang was, and how they kept fighting like enemies when they met.

Now Tang Xin wants to rush to the front to pull a fight, but he is stopped by an Zuo 14. He can't move. He can only watch two men who constantly hurt each other scuffle.

For a time, the scene became chaotic.

The dining table was overturned, and the fruit plate and water cup on it fell to the ground, making a clear sound, leaving the ground in a mess.

Soon, song Qinbei got the upper hand. He smashed his fist at Song Muyang's temple. Song Muyang's action was deadlocked for a few seconds, but he was also in the middle of the fire. Song Qinbei was under his body, and the traditional fist fell on him.

The move is fatal. Every fist is mixed with the cold wind and rain, and the fury of laughter.

This is clearly a posture of killing people!

Tang Xinyan thinks that if it goes on like this, something big will happen. He bites an Zuo's arm hard and rushes to song Muyang while an Zuo is in pain.

She tried her best to push song Qinbei away.

"Song Qinbei, you are so crazy. If you fight like this, you will be killed. Do you know?"

Tang Xin's clear water eyes are faintly beating with fire light, and she shouts.

If you two really want to fight, go outside and don't make trouble in my house

After roaring at Song Qinbei, Tang Xin's eyes fell on Song Muyang mountain. Song Muyang helped him up from the ground and said, "Song Muyang, are you ok?"

Song Muyang's face was beautiful and white, but now his nose was black and blue, and his eyes were too puffy to open.

It's a mess now.