Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"I'm not allowed."

The man clenched the palm of his hand.

"Well???"

Tang Xin's face was like "what are you talking about?".

"We are the family," Song Qinbei gritted his teeth and said coldly, "but he is not."

It is self-evident who he refers to.

"Who is your family now? Don't be sentimental, OK?"

Tang Xin regretted that she was so kind as to show him the picture. She shouldn't have shown it to song Qinbei. Now it's good, and she's all over again.

"Child, did you have it with me?"

"... I gave birth to the baby myself. Thank you. When I gave birth to little glutinous rice, song always didn't know where to be happy."

Tang Xin made a fake smile.

"You can have a baby without my seed?"

Song Qinbei took two deep breaths, his face as black as the bottom of the pot, "stole my seed, don't you want to be responsible for me?"

"You..."

Tang Xin finds that song Qinbei's man is too hateful. She is about to make a few remarks, but qian'er stops her.

"Mom, little nuomi is still here now. If you quarrel, it will affect her.

Although she is still very young, she will also leave a psychological shadow. "

"Yes, Ma Ma, I read a sentence in the book that happy people use childhood to cure their whole life, and unhappy people use their whole life to cure their childhood.

My younger sister is so lovely. Ma Ma still doesn't want to quarrel with Daddy. Let my younger sister leave a shadow in her heart. "

Xiaobao blinked his big eyes and helped to persuade him.

Tang Xin also calms down. Indeed, it's OK to quarrel with song Qinbei whenever you want. Don't fight in front of the child. It's hard to eliminate the bad influence on the child in the future.

Tang Xin squeezed out a polite but embarrassed smile, "Mr. Song, this matter will be discussed later."

"In a word, as long as song Qinbei is still alive, you can't be with that little white face."

Men say it's overbearing.

"You..." Tang Xin clenched her teeth. Forced by several children still in front of her, she swallowed her words and grinned, "we'll see."

She'll be with whoever she likes. He's in charge?

"Tang Xin, how are you."

Song Qinbei felt his back teeth and his face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water. "You want to stay and fly, unless I die."

Tang Xin

ha-ha.

Whatever you like.

She didn't need song Qinbei's interference in her life.

Song Qinbei had no right to interfere.

——

After a few days in the hospital, Tang Xin was informed by the doctor: xiaonuomi and song Qinbei are recovering well and can be discharged at the same time.

And small glutinous rice's condition, after another three months can be arranged for the last follow-up operation.

As long as the operation is successful, xiaonuomi can recover.

The news made Tang Xinxin very happy.

In the morning, he went through the discharge procedures for xiaonuomi.

She held little glutinous rice in her arms and did not look at Song Qinbei. The mother and daughter went out of the sick room.

"I'm leaving now?"

Song Qinbei frowned. This heartless woman runs faster than a rabbit. Don't you know how to say goodbye to him?

Don't even pay attention to him.

"Where are you going with my daughter?

The child has my share, too. Come back! "

Song Qinbei dials an Zuo's phone and tells him to come to the hospital to pick up his things, while he pulls out the infusion tube in his hand and walks forward with great strides to chase Tang Xin.

And here, after Tang Xin went out with the child in his arms, he found that the elevator door of the hospital was broken.