Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"Oh... Is my soup Dali Wan?

Make it up. Keep it up. "

Tang Xin was so angry that he hammered his small fist on Song Qinbei's abdomen, "spit out the soup for Miss Ben!"

Song Qinbei was caught off guard by such a blow.

He bent over and covered his belly, his face like a vegetable.

"You... Are so poisonous..."

"It's for my daughter. It's not for you. Thank you."

Who would have thought that the leader of song's plutocrats, the most ruthless and ruthless man in Asia, was like this in private.

This must be a fake song Qinbei!

"You..."

Song Qinbei rubbed his abdomen, and his beautiful face, like a work of art, showed an expression of grievance, like a little suckling dog, "I just finished the operation, so you treat me like this..."

Tang Xin

What's the matter with such an expression of grievance?

This look seems to be saying that she is a scum girl

"You... Who let you cheat me."

Don't open your eyes if you don't feel comfortable.

"That's not to be close to you... Heart."

Song Qinbei holds Tang Xin's little hand.

"You let me go."

"No

"You..."

What does Tang Xinzheng want to say——

Suddenly, the little glutinous rice on the small hospital bed moved, her hands and feet fluttered in the air, and then her big blue eyes opened in confusion.

"Wow... Wuwuwuwu..."

The loud cry of the baby resounded through the ward.

Tang was in a panic.

And song Qinbei naturally released Tang Xin's hand.

Tang Xin quickly pours on the small glutinous rice, she gently picked up the small glutinous rice.

A small group so curled up in her arms, sobbing.

"Don't cry, don't cry... Be good... Little Glutinous Rice doesn't cry..."

Tang xinrou coaxed.

In the past, little glutinous rice didn't cry much, but this time, Tang Xin didn't stop crying.

It's the first time that song Qinbei is faced with such a small child. His own daughter is crying, and he is also upset.

Song Qinbei pressed the call bell in front of the hospital bed.

Soon, the nurse came in a hurry.

"What happened?"

"Please the nurse check for me to see if there is something wrong with my child. She has been crying." At a loss, Tang Xin handed the little glutinous rice to the nurse.

The nurse carefully checked, "the child's recovery is not bad, there is no problem."

"Then how can you cry so badly..." Tang Xin is very distressed, "can it be that after the child's operation, the anesthetic strength has been a little painful..."

"No, this kind of anesthetic is for children. Its efficacy lasts a long time. It won't fade until tomorrow. It's still in the anesthetic period. Children can't feel pain at present."

"How could you cry so much?"

Small glutinous rice so crying, Tang Xin listen to very can't stand, want to replace small glutinous rice to suffer.

"Is it the child who is hungry?"

The nurse warned.

"Ah, it's all my fault. I forgot... Please nurse."

Tang Xin is in a hurry to open the heat preservation bucket, there are some thick chicken soup in it, the taste is very mellow.

The nurse looked at the chicken soup and frowned, "it's not recommended to feed these to children.

The child just finished the operation, need to drink some light, you boil this too thick, although the nutritional value is high, but the child's current situation can't absorb

"What about that?"

Tang was in a panic.

"Breastfeeding is recommended."