Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"Tang Yuan said on the phone just now. She said that I was picked up by the Tang family. She didn't even know who her own parents were."

Tang Xin smiles bitterly.

Hearing this news, song Qinbei was not surprised. His slender fingers gently rubbed Tang Xin's pale and bleeding lips. "This kind of rubbish is not worth your sadness."

His voice was cold, but the concern in his voice was sincere.

Tang Xin was moved.

"Darling, I'll help you clean up these people."

Song Qin beibing's cold eyes fell on the little gangsters, as if they were looking at a dead man.

Red hair shivered coldly.

This look... It's terrible.

It's as if they were a dead man

The rest of the little gangsters are also scared, poor psychological quality has been scared to pee pants.

At this time, the bodyguard who went out invited professional doctors and bought clothes.

Song Qinbei first asked the doctor to examine Tang Xin.

"See if she's hurt, serious or not."

Song Qinbei said coldly.

The doctor gingerly checks Tang Xin in Song Qinbei's arms. He takes out the medicine box, takes out the stethoscope, and presses down on Tang Xin.

"Wait a minute."

Song Qinbei frowned.

"What's the matter?" The doctor's hand was suspended in mid air with a stethoscope.

"I'll press her, you just need to tell me the location."

Song Qinbei cold face, road.

Because the doctor has to check Tang Xin's lung for water. In this way, he will definitely have physical contact with Tang Xin. Although the stethoscope's head only touches the skin, it's not the doctor's fingers, the possessive song Qinbei is still uncomfortable.

"... well, all right."

The doctor wiped the sweat, some helpless.

"Tell me the location."

With a stethoscope, song Qinbei lifts Tang Xin's wet clothes and probes inside.

He is formal on the surface, but his handsome face has a blush on it.

"Here, right?"

Song Qinbei asked aloud.

"A little more to the right."

"Here?"

"To the left."

"And here?"

Tang Xin

This

Song Qinbei this son of a bitch!!!

He has just been directly connected to his own there!!!

Tang Xin's little face turned red quickly. She didn't dare to go out at the moment, so she was eyeing song Qin.

"Is it the wrong way to press?"

Song Qinbei pressed again, holding the stethoscope to continue to find the position.

Tang Xin's face is burning.

"Song Qinbei... Don't hold me there, OK?"

Tang Xinpi's grinning teeth.

“……？？”

Song Qinbei was confused,

But soon he realized something. He took his hand back and said calmly, "I said how soft it is."

Tang Xin:!!!

Is that human talk?

Is this still human?

That's too much to say, isn't it?

Doctor on the side

A couple of punks

More than a dozen bodyguards

Standing on the sea with a cold wind and a gun aimed at the crocodile, anzou

He's just a single dog. Why did God do this to him

What's more, shouldn't the current situation be a physical examination for Miss Tang?

Why do good people drive?

It's definitely driving. There's evidence for suspecting the car.

Ann left cover ears, said no ears to listen.

One side of the doctor can't help but open his mouth, "Mr. Song, or I'll come?"

"No need."