Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Tang Xin

Coquettish?

This

It was the first time that she saw song Qinbei with such an expression, such a look and such a tone.

The look in his eyes is like a wronged child, dying to keep the most desired toy, for fear of being robbed by anyone.

"Song Qinbei, don't go too far."

Tang Xin resists dissatisfaction, she struggles, "I came here to talk to you about things, not..."

"Not what?"

Looking at the woman's reddish earlobe, song Qinbei was in a good mood.

"Not by you."

Tang Xin glared at him angrily.

"What did I do to you?"

Man's ambiguous smile, eyes evil wanton, extremely strategic.

He is very handsome, especially his eyes and lips, coupled with his sexy voice.

Tang Xin was seduced by song Qinbei.

She secretly hated her failure.

"Song Qinbei, I'm not the Tang Xin who can be bullied by you now.

I hope you don't go too far! "

Tang Xin's angry eyes glared at him.

"I've done more to you... Don't you forget?

Before, we were in bed, on the sofa... "

Men's eyes inch by inch red, voice is also more hoarse, said the words, but more and more ambiguous, more and more people reverie.

But these words fell into Tang's heart, but she turned pale.

These words seem to describe a plaything

Tang Xin couldn't bear it. He raised his hand and slapped song Qinbei in the face.

Crisp slap sound sounded in the empty ward, incomparably crisp.

Even anzuo outside the door heard it.

Ann left

What's the situation?

Is there a fight?

Urgent, urgent, he urgent.

Boss, he's in a hurry.

Can't he just put Miss Tang on the spot in bed?

Alas, boss hasn't touched a woman for such a long time, so I think

Anzuo had already been daydreaming, and his old face felt a little ashamed.

But the situation inside is very different.

In the ward, the terrible silence flowed in the air.

Tang Xin this slap is riveting enough strength, shock of her palm are some numbness.

Song Qinbei's lips were also beaten to shed blood, and his handsome features were covered with five clear palm prints, even some swollen.

The man is a little annoyed. He looks at Tang Xin coldly.

But see Tang Xin take back the trembling palm, her apricot eyes have been covered with a layer of dense water vapor.

"Song Qinbei, you bastard!"

Song Qinbei's heart choked, and he looked at her in a daze.

The anger in his heart dissipated unconsciously. He reached out and wiped out the tears in the corner of Tang Xin's eyes. "I didn't cry. What are you crying for?"

"I was beaten."

The man's voice is a little dark, with a bit of spoiling taste.

Like a crying child.

He reached out and wiped the bloodstain on the corner of his lower lip. He laughed and said, "look, I've been beaten and bled."

"... you deserve it."

Tang Xin said, "do you have anything to say about little glutinous rice?

I'll go back if it's all right. "

"No way."

The man's single hand around her waist, palm hot, across the cloth, Tang Xin can feel the burning temperature.

"Song Qinbei, I don't have time to play such boring games with you."