Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Tang Xin's mouth was forced to release, and he pulled out his injured hand.

The next second, song Qinbei leaned over, tied Tang Xin's two hands together with one hand, and clamped them on his head.

"Son of a bitch, let me go!"

Tang Xinqi's eyes were red.

There are still two little guys around. If song Qinbei really does something out of the ordinary, if she is seen by two little guys, she will not be able to look up in her life!

Besides, Xiaobao is still here. In case song Qinbei finds him

What to do, what to do

She was helpless.

Her appearance reflected in the man's deep eyes, song Qinbei satisfied with the hook lip, "afraid?"

"Yes, I'm afraid. Will you go out quickly?

I'm sleepy and want to rest. "

"Tang Xin, you are not my opponent."

Song Qin leaned down to the north and contained Tang Xin's small earlobe.

Don't open his eyes anxiously.

The sharp teeth bit down her earlobe and it hurt.

The hot breath of the man sprayed on her side, Tang Xin was painful and nervous, and the goose bumps all over her body were coming up.

The whole person tensed uneasily.

The man bit Tang Xin's ear punitively, and his voice was hoarse and low: "this is the punishment for you biting my hand."

"I never wanted to be your opponent. I didn't want to fight with you either. "Tang Xin didn't dare to make a sound. She lowered her voice with fatigue." just now you had to hold the door. You were hurt. Don't throw any pot at me, OK? "

"I ask you, why do you want to help song Muyang deal with me?"

A man's unpleasant questioning.

The strength of holding her hands increased. Tang Xin only felt some pain in her wrists. It seemed that her wrists would be red and swollen.

She lifted her eyes and clearly saw the beating fire light hidden in the man's eyes.

"I didn't know he was going to deal with you through me.

I owe song Muyang a favor. Last time, I fell down. Song Muyang sent me to my home. Then you came over and beat the innocent man. I feel sorry and I owe someone a favor. " Tang Xin explained wearily, "I'm very sorry. At the old man's birthday party, he wanted me to do him a favor.

I agreed.

If I had known that these things would happen later, I would not have promised him.

Are you satisfied with this explanation? "

She didn't want to explain so much and didn't want to prove anything, but now Song Qinbei is staying in the room. She is really afraid that he will find out the existence of the two little guys.

Her whole person is like walking a tightrope, that kind of mood is really uncomfortable.

She was in a cold sweat, sleepy and cool on her back.

Ancestor, can you hurry up?

"You should not let him hold your hand." The man seems to be satisfied with the answer, but the fire is still beating in his eyes.

At the thought of this pair of his little hands being held by other men, his heart was a burst of unspeakable discomfort!

"I'll... Then you can cut off my hand."

Tang Xin abandoned himself.

I don't know if he is satisfied with such an answer.

If cutting off one of her hands can save her a pair of lovely baby, it's also worth it.

"What do I do with your hand?" The fire in Song Qinbei's eyes went out. He gritted his teeth, "you shouldn't make me angry."

"Yes, it's my fault."

Tang Xin looks down.