Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Tang Xin was moved by this.

But she didn't want to see Xiaobao and her own father so stiff. She was very sorry.

"Xiao... Qian'er," Tang Xin realized that she was wrong and immediately changed her words. She pinched xiaobaorou's small face and sucked her astringent nose. "I'm very moved that you can do this for me.

But you can't talk to your dad like that.

After all, he is your father. You should respect your elders. "

After hearing this, song Qinbei was quite agreeable. Most of his anger dissipated, but he still looked coolly at Tang Xin.

The eyes seemed to say: you know your face.

Tang Xin didn't even look at him. Holding his little Tuan Zi in his arms, he turned around and turned his back to song Qinbei.

She knew that song Qinbei had made up his mind that he would not change his mind. Since he was going to take him to the song villa, it was useless for her to resist. She might as well sit quietly in the car.

When we get to the Song family, we'll pick up our suitcases and get ready to leave.

Along the way, they were speechless.

No one spoke.

The air is slightly stagnant.

Xiaobao talks with tangxin and comforts tangxin.

"Don't be sad. My father has such a bad temper." Xiao Bao is lying in Tang Xin's arms like a small animal, rubbing his head against Tang Xin.

"Well, I know."

Tang Xin was deeply moved.

It's better to have your own baby.

Song Qiongbei's face turned darker.

How can this damned little woman treat her son so well and so gently, but she doesn't even have a good face?

The more he thought about it, the worse he felt.

Soon, the car stopped in front of the door of the song villa.

Tang Xin opens the door and gets off with Xiaobao in his arms.

With a cold face, song Qinbei strode up to Tang Xin, clasped her wrist and dragged her upstairs.

"Let me go! I will go myself

Tang Xin's voice is cold. She stubbornly pulls away song Qinbei, and holds the wrist that song Qinbei pinches red with her other hand.

Song Qinbei was a little displeased, but when his eyes fell on the red mark on a woman's white wrist, his eyebrows were slightly narrowed.

Did it hurt her just now?

The chill in his cold eyes dissipated most of the time, and he didn't embarrass Tang Xin.

Tang Xin takes Xiaobao upstairs. She takes Xiaobao to her bedroom.

Song Qinbei raised his legs and was about to step in.

"Bang --"

A sharp sound of closing the door sounded in front of the north of songqin, deafening.

"What are you doing? Lose your temper? "

Song Qinbei screwed his eyebrows. He knocked on the door. "Tang Xin, open the door!"

Tang Xin ignored him.

Inside came Xiaobao's tender voice, "Daddy, I want to stay alone with my sister.

Now my sister doesn't want to see you. You'd better stay outside and calm down. "

Song Qinbei???

He had a dark face and tried to breathe.

Tang Xin, you are cruel!

……

In the room, when Tang Xin put song Qinbei outside the door, he began to pack his suitcase.

"Ma Ma, what are you doing?"

Xiaobao blinked his big eyes, he stopped in front of Tang Xin, "do you want to move out from here?"

"Yes." Tang Xin tried to adjust his mood, "things have developed so far, it is no longer appropriate for me to stay here."

"But if you leave, what shall qian'er and I do?" Xiaobao's big eyes filled with tears quickly. "We were together after a long time."