Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Of course, if you can add a father, that would be even better.

The reunion of a family of four is his greatest wish.

"Well."

Tang Xin happily holds the child in his arms.

How to have a lovely and sensible child is her blessing in this life.

And then the door was knocked.

"Qian'er, Xinxin, what are you talking about?"

The sound of low alcohol magnetism came from outside the door.

Tang's heart was stiff.

He didn't hear that just now, did he?

Feeling Tang Xin's tension, qian'er took her hand, comforted her and said to song Qinbei outside the door, "father, my sister just talked to me."

At the same time, he lowered his voice and said to Tang Xin, "don't worry, mom. The sound insulation effect of the room is very good. Besides, we didn't speak very loud just now. My father can't hear us."

"That's good."

Tang Xin is still worried.

She patted qian'er on the shoulder, got up and came to the door, looking at the tall man in front of her, "what's the matter?"

"Are you going to sleep with qian'er tonight?"

Song Qinbei's eyes crossed Tang Xin and looked at qian'er. There was a warning in his eyes.

The eyes seem to say: smelly boy, don't disturb me and Tang Xin.

Qian'er certainly understood what his father meant, but he didn't give song Qinbei any face. "Father, I haven't seen my sister for a long time. My sister is staying with me tonight."

"What's the matter with you, a child, living with women all the time?"

Song Qinbei has a black face.

This son of a bitch.

I don't know how to give it to him.

"But isn't my sister my nanny? Shouldn't nanny live with me?"

Qian'er blinked innocently clear eyes, "what's more, I'm a child and I haven't been accompanied by my mother since I was a child. I'm afraid of the dark at night. Of course, I need someone to accompany me to sleep.

But you are different, father. You are 27 years old and don't need company any more. "

Qian'er said it logically and clearly.

Song Qinbei's face is even darker, "smelly boy, are you talking about my old age?"

"If father thinks so, it's not impossible.

After all, I'm only five, and my sister is only 23. "

Song Qinbei is like a thorn in the throat.

When did this stinky kid start to choke?

"Well, qian'er hasn't been with me for a long time. I'll sleep with qian'er tonight."

Tang Xin plans to close the door.

But the man stubbornly broke the doorframe and said: "what can I do?"

"He needs you, I need you more."

Tang Xin wants to cry without tears.

Song Qinbei is a 27 year old adult. He is as childish as a child.

What are you fighting with your son

"If you don't want your hand to get caught in the door again, you can go on like this."

Tang Xin tightens his hand and continues to close the door.

Seeing that Tang Xin didn't have the slightest bargaining power, song Qinbei turned black and shut the door.

Smelly woman, do you think this will help me?

Wait.

After Song Qinbei closed the door, Tang Xinchang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Honey, it was good."

Tang Xin gives Qian Er a thumbs up.

"Father is really too much," qian'er was a little embarrassed. He said solemnly, "I'm still a child. He shouldn't rob my mother from me.

It's me and Xiaobao's mother. "

“mua。” Tang Xin holds his son's face and kisses him.

"All right, baby, go to bed early."