Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"Nothing, nothing," qian'er still covered Xiaobao's mouth, another hand covered his stomach, slightly frowning, "Mommy, I want to go to the bathroom."

Tang Xin was worried. "Is it OK? Do you need to see a doctor? "

Qian'er took Xiaobao, "no, Xiaobao will accompany me in the past!"

Looking at the energetic back of the two sons, Tang Xin smiles.

Although Xiaobao is a little impatient, he is smart by nature. When he gets to the bathroom, he understands qian'er's meaning. The two little guys take out their mobile phones from their little yellow duck schoolbag and call song Qinbei, who is in the family. They say that Sheng Liancheng is going to have a birthday.

"... so, daddy, you must seize the opportunity to prepare the gift better!" Xiaobao's childlike voice is full of unprecedented solemnity.

Qian'er had a good memory, and told her, "I remember that at an auction before, my grandfather had a piece of jade that he liked very much and was taken away by others. I didn't even remind her of it, Mommy."

At the other end of the phone, song Qinbei is holding a mobile phone in his hand. He has always been cool and clear, and his eyes are full of tenderness. His heart is filled with a kind of sour and warm emotion.

"Well, I'll remember. You go out as soon as possible. Mommy should be worried for a while."

His voice is very light. He seems to be afraid that a loud voice will break something beautiful.

Tang Xin and his two children have been shopping for a long time, picking and choosing. Finally, they choose a famous brand watch for Sheng Liancheng. It looks very stable and elegant. The sound of the second is clear and pleasant. At first glance, it's a good thing of high quality.

When the three returned home, they smelled the smell of rice from a distance. As soon as they pushed the door, they saw that in the large open kitchen, song Qinbei was frying the steak in an apron, and the fat and tender steak was making a Zizi sound in China.

"Long live Daddy Xiao Bao threw the toy in his hand onto the sofa and rushed to take away his steak.

Qian'er gave him a look in the eyes. Seeing that he blinked confidently at himself, he was relieved.

Tang Xin didn't expect that he would cook in person today, so he couldn't help coming to see how he was doing.

"It's a lot of oil. Don't spill it on you." Song Qinbei frowned slightly. He turned the steak over and said to Tang Xin.

Qian'er and Xiao Bao shriveled their mouths and complained, "Daddy is so eccentric. We don't care about us when we come here!"

With a smile in his eyes, song Qinbei looked at Tang Xin and said, "of course, I'm partial to my mother, because my mother is the eldest in my mind!"

"..." qian'er and Xiao Bao suddenly feel that the steak in their hands is not as fragrant as the unexpected dog food.

Tang Xin a little embarrassed to stare at him, "in front of the child, what nonsense?"

Song Qinbei just laughs.

On Sheng Liancheng's birthday, Tang Xin was ready to go out early in the morning. As soon as he came out, he saw song Qinbei waiting for her at the door with two little ones.

She felt vaguely that it was not good. She said to song Qinbei, "Why are you here?"

"Today is your father's birthday. I'll go with you. It's also a courtesy." Song Qinbei was carrying a high-grade kraft paper bag in his hand. He couldn't see what was inside.

"Forget it." Tang Xin seems to be discussing, but there is no discussion in his tone.

Without waiting for song Qinbei to say anything, the two little guys had hugged her legs and looked up at her pitifully.

"Mommy, let daddy go!"

"Yes, yes, it's been a long time for daddy to find a gift to satisfy you!"

"At least you have to see daddy's gift before you decide!"