Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Mr. Song is very proud.

The photographer thought to himself.

"Don't tell her I sent it." Song Qinbei said coldly, "it's from your program group."

"... that's fine."

The photographer took the food and came to the pink tent.

"Miss Tang?"

The photographer said politely.

Hearing this, Tang Xin opened the tent and poked out a small head. "What's the matter?"

"Ah, it's nothing, that is, I don't think you have anything to eat in the evening. Our program just prepared some quick-frozen food, which you can use to pad your stomach." The photographer piled up all the things song Qinbei gave him in front of Tang Xin's tent.

"This..." Tang Xin took a look. They were all expensive imported food.

The program is pretty good.

It's just

"Is this food really from the program?"

Tang Xin is a little confused. After all, when she cooks grilled fish in the daytime, their program team doesn't look like they have this kind of frozen food.

If so, why don't you take these things out and eat them yourself, but stare at them?

Tang Xin is a little confused.

"Ah, it's really ours. Miss Tang, you can eat it at ease."

Leaving this sentence, for fear that it would show up, the camera boy ran away with the camera on his shoulder.

Looking at the camera brother left in a hurry, Tang Xin was a little puzzled.

But without much thought, she opened the can of beef and ate it with a small spoon.

It's not bad.

It's full of beef flavor. There are lots of big pieces of beef in it.

At the same time, Xiao baoqian'er is also eating here.

Xiaobao ate with relish and enjoyed himself.

It's just

After not many meetings, Xiao Bao covered his stomach, and his face was a little painful. "Daddy, my stomach hurts so much..."

"Xiaobao, are you ok?" Qian'er put down the string in his hand and came to Xiaobao with some nervousness to check, "what's the matter with your stomach?"

There was something wrong with the small expression on qian'er's face.

Because he also

"Father, i... my stomach also..."

Qian'er covers her stomach, and her small face is in pain.

"What's the matter?"

Song Qinbei frowned tightly. He came forward to watch the reaction of the two little guys, and saw that their expressions were very painful. Song Qinbei was a little flustered.

"What's the matter?" As soon as the camera brother came to see this scene, he was also flustered, "won't the two young masters have a bad stomach?

What did they just eat? "

Xiaobao trembles and points to the string that hasn't finished eating.

The photographer looked at the mushrooms strung on the sign, and his pupils shrank. "Mr. Song, they seem to have eaten poisonous mushrooms."

Poisonous mushroom?

Song Qinbei realized the seriousness of the matter.

At this time, Tang Xin also noticed that something was wrong here. She ran over in a panic and saw that two steamed buns were covering their stomachs, curling up with small bodies and looking miserable. This scene made Tang Xin feel like a knife.

"What's the matter... What's the matter..."

"They may have food poisoning.

Get to the hospital as soon as possible. "

Song Qinbei, with a calm brow, picked up the two little guys and ran quickly towards the LES——

Tang Xin had no time to think about it, so he ran with him.

The camera boy, carrying the camera, also followed him closely.