Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

In the office of the president, a strange atmosphere is surging.

Song Qinbei cold eyes swept Tang Xin, gnashing his teeth, "you are still capable, did not expect you to come back."

And this time, I came back to make it more difficult for him.

Looking at Song Qinbei gnashing her teeth, Tang Xin shuddered. With courage, she coughed softly, "Mr. Song, I'm here on behalf of the old man.

I'm here to monitor you this time. I hope you can cooperate with me. "

"Oh, you are frank." Song Qinbei's face was even colder.

"... even if I don't confess, you know it. It's better to say it in the first place." Tang Xin trembled, she stood upright, "but don't worry, I will never make the previous mistakes, this time I will do my job conscientiously."

Song Qinbei drew his lips, "what are you waiting for? Let's work."

"All right."

Tang Xin sat on the sofa and took out a pink notebook and a pen from his bag.

She focused on looking at Song Qinbei, and then sketched in a small book.

On the first day of work, President song was at work.

Song Qinbei pushed the metal frame glasses, and the gentle scum's face was full of displeasure, "what are you writing?"

Tang Xin blinked innocently, "the old man asked me to report your itinerary to him every day, and I'll write your every move in a small book."

"I'll go to the bathroom, and you'll have to remember?" Song Qinbei looked at her playfully.

Tang Xin blushed and said, "Mr. Song, please be serious. I'm monitoring you."

Song Qinbei snorted coldly and continued to work.

And Tang Xin is quiet to stay in one side, watching him work, Tang Xin looked sleepy.

It's a very easy job.

It's just a little boring.

Tang Xin dozed off, her head tilted, hit on the side of the sofa.

When song Qinbei finished his work, he saw a little woman lying on the sofa with her mouth slightly open and a little bit of saliva. She looked very lovely and lovely when she was asleep.

The scene in front of him made qian'er sleep in his mind.

Once qian'er was sleeping beside him. It was also like this picture with a small mouth open and constantly flowing.

Cute and good.

Looking at it in this way, song Qinbei even felt that qian'er's eyebrows were somewhat similar to Tang Xin's.

It could be an illusion.

Looking at her sleeping like a little hamster, song Qinbei could not help but raise her lips.

He glimpsed the pink notebook in Tang Xin's hand.

Seeing the words above, song Qinbei's face turned black.

Is it wrong for the old man to send this little woman as a spy?

She monitors her work report as if she were writing a composition for a primary school student.

Song Qinbei pulled the corner of his lip, he gently kicked Tang Xin's calf, "Tang Xin, make me coffee."

"Well..." Tang Xin groaned and turned over.

Song Qinbei

He directly pinched Tang Xin's soft face, and gradually exerted himself on his hand, "get up and make coffee!"

Tang Xin was woken up by pinching her face. Her eyes were blank and she nodded mechanically, "Oh, OK, I'll go right away."

Song Qinbei

What a stupid woman.

Tang Xin persisted until song Qinbei was off duty, and his day's work was relatively easy.

When she got home, she said good night to Xiao Bao and fell asleep in bed.

But I didn't expect that when it was near 12 o'clock in the evening, I was awakened by song's urgent ring.