Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The nurse's words fell, song Qinbei's Adam's apple rolled down, and his handsome face was covered with a layer of crimson color, even his ears were burning.

The nurse looked at the watch on her wrist and apologized, "I'm sorry. I have something else to do. If the patient has anything else to do, please press the call bell again.

I'll go first

The nurse left in a hurry.

Only Tang Xin, the weeping glutinous rice and song Qinbei were left in the ward.

"Since the nurse said that, you can feed it."

Song Qinbei coughed and blushed.

"You... Hooligan."

Tang Xin's face is also red.

Now she regrets that she didn't listen to Fu Jinnian's request to go to another hospital. Instead, she let xiaonuomi and song Qinbei stay in the same room. "

It's embarrassing.

Do you want to feed the baby in front of the north of songqin?

But if it's holding small glutinous rice outside, it's even more inappropriate.

"What do you think.

Isn't breast-feeding the most normal thing?

Tang Xin, when did you get dirty? "

A censure of someone's righteous words.

"I..."

Tang Xin took a deep breath. She patted little glutinous rice on the back. "Don't cry, little glutinous rice... Be good..."

"Song Qinbei, would you like to go outside for a while?"

Tang Xin's eyes fell uneasily on Song Qinbei.

But the man lifted the wrist of the infusion tube, "are you sure?"

"I'm a patient who has just operated on xiaonuomi. If I don't recover well, how can I do the next operation?"

“……”

Tang Xin bit his lips. After thinking about it, it's the same truth.

Small glutinous rice has been crying, constantly crying.

Tang Xin was very worried.

She pressed the call bell again and dialed the number of the front desk. "Hello, I'd like to ask, is there any other ward available?"

"I'm sorry, but the ward resources are scarce now. It's full."

"... all right."

Tang Xin hung up in loss.

"Why are you such a cruel woman?" Song Qinbei wrung his eyebrows, "didn't you hear my daughter crying all the time?

Your reserve has made the glutinous rice cry all the time. Is that what you do, mom? "

Tang Xin saw song Qinbei's righteous words denouncing him. He had no other thoughts in his eyes, and realized that it was his own villain's heart.

She was narrow-minded.

"Well... Turn around and don't look at me."

"Which skin on your whole body have I never seen or kissed?"

"You..."

Tang Xin's breath was not smooth, and her face turned red.

"Well, it's important for children to eat."

Song Qinbei turns around.

Straight back.

Tang Xin takes a deep breath and uncomfortably unbuttons her collar.

One.

Another one.

"Don't cry, little glutinous rice..."

Tang Xin's heart is full of all kinds of complex emotions, including shame, embarrassment and tension

Haw, haw.

If the voice was put in the past, Tang Xin didn't think it was anything, but now, in this quiet ward, the voice is particularly clear.