Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Xiao Bao hates people talking about them like this.

Xiao Bao's eyes as like as two peas were swept away. The face of the steamed buns was covered with a cold, so the little expression on his face was exactly the same as that of song Qinbei.

Xiaobaozi milk fierce, but also a deterrent, we all know that this is the young master is not happy, but also gradually closed his mouth.

"These people are disgusting." Xiaobao mumbles.

"Well, let's go in."

Tang Xin smiles.

The three entered the old house.

At this moment, the old house is full of joy, with colorful lights.

Eye is a big red, longevity words closely attached.

The old man was wearing a big red Tang suit, red face, hale and hearty.

In the banquet hall, there are mountain high gift boxes - all of which are for the old man's birthday.

"Grandfather, this is the dress I prepared for you."

It was a very familiar voice.

Tang Xin saw clearly that it was song Muyang.

At the moment, song Muyang is dressed in a blue suit. He is handsome and gentle.

He was holding a long packaged gift box and handed it to the old man.

Song Muyang

Seeing song Muyang, Tang Xin feels guilty.

Last time, song Muyang sent himself to his home, but he was beaten mercilessly by song Qinbei.

At that time, she was dragged away by song Qinbei, and song Muyang was in a mess. What kind of mood did he leave their home with.

Worse, she didn't have any contact information of song Muyang, and didn't know how to contact him.

Seeing song Muyang, Tang Xin's feeling of guilt and uneasiness surged up.

"Sister, why are you looking at other men?" Xiaobao's Crispy milk sounds.

Don't wait for Tang Xin don't pass an eye, see song Qin North ice knife like eyes swish swish fell on Tang Xin body, stabbing Tang Xin all over a shiver.

She drew back her eyes.

"Who are you looking at? I'm so fascinated."

The man gritted his teeth, pinched Tang Xin's waist, pinched the soft meat between her waist.

"Wu... Pain..." Tang Xin's eyes were full of complaints.

"If you know the pain, be safe. Don't look at other men. "

He won't!

not allow!

"I just..."

"No!"

"Oh, all right."

Tang Xin looks at her nose with her eyes. She stares at her toes.

At this time, song Muyang's gift had been opened by the old man. It was a rare antique painting and calligraphy, or an orphan.

Calligraphy and painting are obviously in his favor. When the old man saw it, his eyes lit up.

"Muyang, you have a heart."

The old man praised and patted song Muyang on the shoulder.

"Grandfather, just like it."

Song Muyang's handsome face always had a modest and polite smile.

"Grandfather, I've brought you a present, too."

Song Qinbei's cool and thin eyes fell on Song Muyang for only a moment, and the air was filled with invisible smoke.

There seems to be gunpowder. It burns at the touch.

Then song Qinbei handed over two gift boxes.

"Qinbei, you have a heart."

The old man is also very happy to see song Qinbei. In fact, he treats his two grandchildren equally and impartially. Only when he sees that song Muyang is too much oppressed by song Qinbei, he can't see how much he helps song Muyang.

What he hopes more is that the two children can get along well.

The old man opened the two presents.

One is also a calligraphy and painting. Different from the calligraphy and painting of song Muyang, the calligraphy and painting of song Qinbei is gradually full of Shouzi.

And the size and handwriting of each Shou character are different.