Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Song Qinbei just hung up.

He knew that smelly women were bad tempered.

But there must be a limit for her to lose her temper. There must be a time when she will lose her temper.

Song Qinbei simply thought that Tang Xin was not happy, and he could make up as good as ever with decisive time.

Here, after qian'er hung up the phone, he said to Xiaobao, "Xiaobao, my father was blacked by my mother.

This time, mom should be very angry. "

"How could that be?" Speaking, Xiaobao has locked the location of the first source of information, he looked at the little red dot on the map——

It's not far from here.

Not bad.

Xiaobao buttoned up the computer, thinking back to daddy and hemp things up.

"Ma Ma has a good temper. It must be that her father did something to make her sad... Alas, we Ma Ma are really poor, such a gentle father on the stall."

Xiaobao sighed and was worried about their future.

"Well, the first thing we have to do is to catch the first reporter to break the news. Ask him to send out the original video without editing.

So I can give my mother justice. "

Qian'er reminds me.

"Well, I've locked that man in. Brother, you should find some good bodyguards. "

"Good."

Twenty minutes later.

"Xiaobao, are you sure it's here?" Qian'er stood in the green bush and looked around.

This is a residential area, the surrounding green is pretty good.

Xiaobao said reporters live in this community.

"Sure, brother, don't doubt my professional ability." Xiao Bao has a small face.

At the moment, as like as two peas, he was afraid that the bodyguards recognized him and he had a face with the same face and wore a mask.

"OK, let's go."

Qian'er and Xiao Bao take them away. Several black bodyguards follow them solemnly.

Reporters live on the eighth floor, they sit in the elevator, soon to the door.

Qian Er bent his index finger and knocked on the door.

"Who..."

Reporter Sun Dazhuang came out with slippers and a cigarette in his mouth.

After all, it was on his own chassis. He didn't think much and opened the door.

To the eye, they are two small balls made of powder and jade.

It's just that one wears a mask and the other doesn't.

The two children look like children from rich families.

Rich is expensive.

Sun Dazhuang was still a little puzzled.

Whose child is this?

Are you in the wrong place?

Why did two little milk balls show up at his door?

"Children, you are..."

Before he finished, qian'er made a gesture with a cold face.

Several bodyguards came forward quickly, almost in an instant, and caught sun Dazhuang.

Sun Dazhuang

Children, do you have many question marks

What the hell is this?

The bodyguard pushed sun Dazhuang to the house. Of course, he was afraid that sun Dazhuang would shout in the corridor. When the bodyguard came, he had already blocked sun Dazhuang's mouth with a piece of cloth.

Several people entered the room.

Two steamed buns followed.

The door was closed and locked.

Sun Dazhuang looked at them in panic. Who are these people?

He hasn't offended anyone, has he?

At this time, the bodyguard took out the cloth strip in sun Dazhuang's mouth. Sun Dazhuang's mouth moved, and he opened his mouth to ask for help. A piece of cold stuff stuck to his neck.

Sun Dazhuang's eyes looked like a bell, and he didn't dare to say a word.

This damn, put the knife on his neck, who dare to talk!!