Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Deep and three-dimensional features, straight body, cold eyes.

Looking at the past from a distance, it's just a slow movement of touching the cuff, but you can feel his extraordinary aura, as if he was a natural king, which makes people unconsciously surrender.

It's clear that he can't have intersection in his life, but Tang Xin feels a sense of familiarity.

It's like, I've seen it from somewhere

This idea is just a flash, in front of a scene, let her have no time to think, sharp smell of the breath of gossip.

Behind the man is another thin boy. Suddenly, the boy seems to be tripped by something. A staggering man in front of him reaches for him.

It's a big deal!

Tang Xin's excited little face is slightly red, and he has quickly thought about the news headlines.

Just write "shock! The sexual orientation hidden for many years in the Northern Song Dynasty is finally exposed! I haven't been around for many years, but that's what women are for! "

Who can think that song Qinbei, who is not close to women, is actually a gay!

Now, it's going to explode!

Xiaobao's milk powder money, reading money!

Excited, Tang Xin quickly takes out her camera. For fear of missing this opportunity, she holds her breath and presses the shutter several times.

yeah!

Tang Xin excitedly makes a fist. It's a success!

And at the same time, the man seems to feel something, deep cold eyes like ice hammer sweep to her.

A pair of Phoenix eyes cold bone, the whole body gas field condensed into frost!

too bad!

Found out!

Subconsciously, she hid behind, shook her hands, picked up the camera and wanted to run——

A tall figure suddenly appeared behind him.

The man looked down at her, with sullen and cold face.

The assistant on his side came forward, grabbed Tang Xin and scolded: "you are so cheeky. You just drove one away. Tell me which company are you from?"

Tang Xin was pushed and flushed a little. At a loss, he stuffed the camera and notebook into the bag behind him. He quickly retorted: "who said I was a paparazzi? Can't I sketch here? "

The tone of voice sounds to drag and not easy to provoke, but the trembling ending is a bit guilty.

Assistant without saying a word, directly to grab Tang Xin's bag, she struggled twice, or was robbed.

Looking at Song Qinbei taking the camera, Tang Xin's face is as pale as white paper

Song Qinbei nodded slightly and looked at several blurred photos on the camera. The angle of each photo was ambiguous. It was really like he had been holding the man around him.

The air pressure around a man's body drops inch by inch, as if it had its own attribute of ice and snow, and the surrounding air field condenses into ice.

He walked slowly to the girl like a quail, his cold eyes were like a deep pool of ice, cold and warm.

Seeing this woman, song Qinbei suddenly saw a woman who was frightened, weak and helpless that night five years ago

Tang Xin saw the man staring at him, cold sweat Cen Cen, on the spot admitted counsels: "Mr. Song, song young master, song president, I know wrong, you let me a horse, I'm sorry."

As long as song Qinbei let her go this time, she promised that she would see him in the future just like her ancestors, and would never dare to be presumptuous again.

Tang Xin blinked his eyes and squeezed out tears in time: "I'm forced by life. I have to. Please let me go this time for my poor sake."

Song Qin walked to Tang Xin with long legs.

She put her hands together on her chest, her eyes full of fear, her eyes full of tears, looking innocent and pitiful.

However, song Qinbei keenly captured the cunning of her eyes.

Like a cunning fox.

Song Qinbei pinches the girl's delicate chin, and her sharp eyes are like looking at an object. Her eyes are slowly moving in her facial features.

Tang Xin still kept this expression, even without blinking his eyes, praying in his heart.

For a moment, song Qinbei just spit out a sentence: "the acting skill is good."

Tang Xin's heart "clattered" for a while, but he didn't cheat.

Isn't she getting cold?

Then his eyelashes blinked, and a tear fell down his cheek and fell into the palm of song Qinbei's hand.

Like being scalded to the general, he instantly shake off, eyes with a wave of Indifference: "get rid of."