Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Three days after the hot search for Tang Xin's stills, she also gave herself a holiday. She stayed with the three steamed stuffed buns all day for entertainment.

On this day, xiaonuomi was sleeping in bed. She played flying chess with two steamed buns.

Qian'er put down a piece of chess, looked at Tang Xin with a slightly straight face and said, "Mom, I'm two pieces short of winning."

On the other side, Xiaobao was not willing to be outdone. He also put down a chess piece and said, "Ma Ma, me too!"

Tang Xin looks at the chessboard, her mouth twitches slightly. She still has six pieces, which is far from victory.

She rubbed her eyebrows in a headache. "No more."

These days, playing games, she won very little time, it is these two small steamed buns keep winning, so that she has no sense of game experience.

Xiao Bao blinked and rushed to Tang Xin's arms. He rubbed her temple with his little hand. "Ma Ma, will you be more comfortable with me like this?"

Tang Xin chuckled and gently rubbed his little head. "Better."

Qian'er is not willing to be outdone. He comes to Tang Xin's back and knocks her on the back with his little hand.

Although the whole process is silent, Tang Xin can feel his concern for her, and his heart is in a mess.

What's that called? The chess field is frustrated, but the love field is triumphant.

The family is immersed in the warm moment, the knock on the door suddenly rings, but the loudness of the voice is just right.

Don't think about it. Tang Xin knows who it is.

She pursed her lips and said, "come in," in a voice he could hear but could not make a noise

The door opened in response to the sound.

Song Qinbei came against the light, and his handsome face was still breathtaking.

When he turned his eyes and looked at Tang Xin and the three steamed stuffed buns, his dark eyes, which had been calm, turned into a pool of tender water, and seemed to drown people.

The two steamed stuffed buns who were still helping to beat their backs immediately understood his look, so they stood up directly, "Daddy, Dad, let's go to bed with little glutinous rice first."

Song Qinbei said in a gentle tone: "go."

For a moment, he and Tang Xin were left in the room.

Tang Xin pursed his lips and held his arm in one hand. It was not natural to get along with him alone.

"How was your rest these days?" Song Qinbei naturally sat beside her with a light tone.

"Not bad."

He said, "if you're OK tomorrow night, go to a party with me."

She looked at him, eyes suddenly showed a cunning, "if I say something?"

"You will not." He has a very determined tone.

Where on earth did this man get his confidence? She was really curious.

"Why?" She asked.

"Because you can't refuse me." The radian of his lips is just right, and his confidence makes him shine like a gilded man.

However, there is no doubt that he is narcissistic.

"I don't want to." Don't listen to him.

Song Qinbei immediately frowned, his face smelly, "is there anyone more handsome than me?"

Nausea, Tang heart is really unable to make complaints about it.

Why pay attention to the point is the appearance, should not be too confident?

Of course, she will not say these words because she is lazy.

If so, God knows what the man will say.

Her silence made the atmosphere very dull, and his aura became colder and colder.

To tell you the truth, just when she felt that she was going to freeze to death, the sound of knocking on the door rang out. But before she asked, the door was pushed open. It was the two steamed buns who had left the room before!