Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"Where have you two been?"

Two people spoke in different voices.

"Amusement park."

"The library."

Song Qinbei looked at Xiaobao and qian'er's eyes, and they continued to look at each other and said each other's answers.

"The library."

"Amusement park."

Song Qinbei, "..."

His pretty face was a little livid, "where on earth have you been? Said Xiao Bao

Qian'er has lived with himself since he was a child. He naturally knows that he can't find anything from qian'er's mouth.

Xiaobao's face is severely wrinkled. How can it be himself every time.

His mouth tooted and his pretty eyes blinked twice.

"Daddy, we really go to the library, but my brother dislikes childishness and doesn't go with me, so we are two different answers."

Qian'er looks at her father, who still has the momentum of breaking the casserole and asking to the end. For fear of Xiao Bao's slip of the tongue, she quickly pulls the man away.

Song Qinbei looks at Xiaobao and qian'er's disappearing figure, and takes the mobile phone out of his pocket.

A phone call was made to anzuo.

"Where did Xiao Bao and qian'er go in the afternoon?"

An Zuo respectfully responded, "yes, president."

When he hung up, song Qinbei sat on the sofa with his head supported by his thin cocooned fingers.

Recently, he tried his best to keep himself busy, because only in this way can Tang Xin's smile and twinkle be driven out of his mind. But when he is free, he will still think of it.

The tortured song Qinbei was in agony.

At the same time, there was a slight sound in the living room, like the rhythmic sound of high heels rubbing against the floor.

Song Qinbei opened his eyes in an instant.

Is Tang Xin back?

This idea was intertwined in Song Qinbei's heart. He was about to stand up as soon as he could, but before he stood up, his eyes were covered with his hands.

It's very close to songqinbei where women gather. They can smell the fragrance of her.

Yes, it's Tang Xin's.

His thin and cool lips almost subconsciously hook up, voice gentle and lingering.

"Tang Xin..."

The smiling face of Qin Shuang, who was blindfolded by song Qinbei, broke down.

She saw the song Qinbei so much like Tang heart, a little inquired about the love of Tang heart, this time, come to see Song Qinbei's clothes are the daily dress of Tang heart, even perfume is also.

Instead of saying a word, she sent her mouth.

Song Qinbei felt Tang Xin's initiative, and the spark in his body quickly became restless.

The memory hidden in the body seems to conflict at any time.

Just when the thin and cool lips were only one step away from Qin Shuang's mouth, he made a cold voice.

"You are not Tang Xin."

With that, song Qinbei's well-defined fingers directly hold Qin Shuang's arm and throw her on the sofa to suppress her.

When I saw Qin Shuang, I was very unhappy.

What's unhappy is that she comes to her villa late at night. What's more, she imitates Tang Xin's style.

Qin Shuang was so staring at by song Qinbei that her whole blood flowed back.

She looked pitifully at Qinbei in the upper Song Dynasty.

"I really miss you, so come to see you. We're engaged, aren't we?"

With that, Qin Shuang's tears came out of her eyes, drop by drop.

After standing up, she held song Qinbei's lean waist in despair.