"Mr. Song, I just got the news that you are here, and I will be sorry for you.

As an apology, we've emptied the entire mall to just you. ”

Tang Xin was speechless: "Mr. Song, don't be so extravagant and wasteful, right?" ”

Just buy a dress, as for the private venue? And she looked at the prices of those clothes, and the lowest prices were in the four figures.

It's too expensive...... right?" ”

Song Qinbei spoke lightly.

"Mr. Song, I can actually buy a few clothes online, otherwise I'd better go home, I bring my clothes here, and I don't need to buy them again."

"Stay by my side and wear Taobao goods?"

Song Qinbei raised his eyebrows.

"What's wrong with Taobao goods, I love to wear Taobao goods."

Tang Xin glared at him unconvinced.

Seeing the little woman's puffing face, Song Qinbei inexplicably thought of the puffer fish with bulging cheeks.

The corners of his lips unconsciously curled, and he picked out a few pieces of clothing from the hanger and threw them to Tang Xin: "This, this, and this, go in and try it." ”

The waiter smiled and gestured, "This young lady, please come with me." ”

Tang Xin had a bitter face: "Mr. Song, this is too expensive, I can't afford ......"

Song Qinbei's face was so dark that he could scare a crying child: "You think I'll make you pay?" ”

"I ......"

didn't wait for Tang Xin to finish speaking, he was already pushed to the fitting room by the waiter.

A few minutes later, Tang walked out of the fitting room uneasily.

Walking out of the fitting room wearing Song Qinbei's clothes, Tang Xin always felt awkward, and he didn't notice that the eyes of the people around him had changed.

"How, how?"

Nervously tugging at the hem of her skirt, Tang Xin looked embarrassed, she hadn't worn such a short skirt for a long time.

Tang Xin's slightly curly hair was scattered behind him, his big black eyes were full of uneasiness, his moist lips were gently bitten by his teeth, and he was paired with a white dress and short skirt, with a fairy spirit, and at the same time full of vitality, revealing ignorance and innocence.

Looking at the woman in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed in Song Qinbei's eyes, and he was quickly hidden.

"It's not pretty."

His legs were exposed too much, and his arms were also exposed, and he subconsciously didn't want people to see Tang Xin's beautiful side.

Hearing Song Qinbei's words, Tang Xin's eyes flashed with loss.

Song Qinbei shuttled through those fashionable and delicate clothes, and his slender fingers pointed to a few pieces of clothing, "This one, this one, and this one." ”

"Are these three wrapped?"

The waiter is respectful.

"Except for these three, I'll wrap everything else."

Song Qinbei's mellow and melodious voice sounded.

What he eliminated was all short skirts.

Song Qinbei's words made the clerks very happy, and their attitudes became more and more respectful, eager to treat Song Qinbei as the god of wealth.

Mr. Song...... That's too much, right? I'll be with you for ten days. ”

Ten days, how can you wear so many clothes...... Song Qinbei turned a deaf ear and set the next goal: "Go buy shoes." ”

Seeing that Song Qinbei was going to continue, Tang Xin was afraid: "No need..."

Song Qinbei grabbed her slender wrist and dragged her to the shoes and hats.

In just ten minutes, Song Qinbei arranged Tang Xin from head to toe clearly.

Behind them were respectfully followed by rows of waiters holding shopping gift boxes.

Tang Xin actually felt a little happy, the happiness of rich people is so unpretentious.

If only she could have one-ten-thousandth of Song Qinbei's wealth in the future.

Boom.

Soon, Song Qinbei and Tang Xin got into the car.

And all the things purchased were carried into the car of the mall and sent to Song Qinbei's villa.

Arriving at the villa in the north of Song Qin, it was already twilight.

The night was thick and dark, and Tang Xin stood outside a European-style castle villa manor, breathtaking.

Ivory-white Roman columns line the four corners of the villa, and the azure glazed bricks and tiles shimmer with a shimmering sheen.

In front of the villa is a garden, planted with a variety of precious flowers and plants, every grass and tree is very garden art.

The whole villa stands between the blue sky and white clouds, revealing a kind of forest pastoral beauty in luxury, which is unique and shows the owner's good taste.

Seeing them coming, there was a row of servants in costumes standing outside the villa, bending down at ninety degrees, and saying in unison: "Hello young master." ”

Tang Xin's eyelids jumped, feeling like a humble little palace maid staying by the emperor's side.

Song Qinbei said lightly: "You will live here for the past ten weeks." ”

Pushing Song Qinbei into the villa, Tang Xin once again intuitively felt what it meant to be a "rich man"

, compared with Song Qinbei, the Tang family's previous days could only be called poor.

The living room is also extremely luxurious, with a European retro decoration, luxurious wool carpets, pale gold Roman columns, retro red wallpaper, various precious art murals, and bright palace-style glass crystal lamps...... Tang Xin had a sense of déjà vu that he had strayed into the palace.

That's too rich, isn't it...... Tang Xin suddenly had a feeling of participating in Metamorphosis.

Cinderella, a poor man, lives in the villa of the Grand President...... Thinking about it this way, these ten days are not a loss.

At this time, An Zuo motioned to the service staff one by one to move all the things purchased in the mall.

"Boss, where is it?"

"The guest room on the third floor, Tang Xin has lived here for the past ten days."

Then the waiters rushed in and went up to the third floor.

Tang Xin also followed Song Qinbei upstairs.

The room was huge, it looked like it had been uninhabited for a long time, and there was no trace of life.

And all the things bought at the mall were piled up like a small hill.

After Anzo tipped them, the waiters left one by one.

Before Tang Xin could react, Song Qinbei over there had a new request: "I'll go take a bath." ”

"Oh, then there you go."

Tang Xin closed the door, took off his shoes, and threw himself on the comfortable and soft king-size bed.

The bed was dented, and her body was bounced a few times.

It's like pounced on cotton.

Tang Xin comfortably bounced on the bed a few times, as if lying on the clouds.

It's too comfortable, isn't it?

I didn't expect to be able to live in such a big villa in my lifetime.

It's like walking on the pinnacle of life.

Tang Xin looked at the gift boxes piled up like a hill, this is too much, which one should be dismantled first...... At that moment, the sound of water dripping in the bathroom stopped.

Then, Song Qinbei's cold voice sounded: "Send me a bath towel." ”

Tang Xin paused when he was about to open the box.

Don't even bring a towel with you to the bathroom? Ya, this is calling her as a maid, right? She sneered, got out of bed, put on her shoes, and took a bath towel from the room.

opened the bathroom door a small crack, and Tang Xin stuffed the bath towel through the crack in the door.

Song Qinbei's face darkened a little, "Open the door and hand it over." ”

“…… Oh. ”

Tang Xin's face flushed, she slowly unscrewed the bathroom door, and soon, the white mist wrapped her firmly.

Tang Xin closed his eyes tightly, lest he see something that shouldn't be seen, and stuffed the bath towel into him: "Here you go, take it." ”

The man's bony hand took it.

Tang Xin was relieved, she took a deep breath, turned around and was about to leave-but unexpectedly, she turned around a little widely, and the bathroom floor was a little slippery, Tang Xin was caught off guard, the soles of her feet slipped, and her body was uncontrollably planted forward-"Ah-"

Tang Xin exclaimed.

Just when she thought she was going to slam the ground, a strong arm grabbed her waist and pulled her into her arms—and the next second, she slammed into a wall of flesh.

Tang Xin raised his eyes and met the man's eyes as deep as the sea.

The man's hair was moist and slightly curly, dripping down with droplets, and his face was cold and resolute, cold and noble.

The man only has a bath towel around his body, the wheat-colored upper body is exposed, slightly covered with a honey-colored luster, the muscle lines are clearly textured, the waist is lean, there is no extra piece of fat, the muscles are strong and powerful, full of explosiveness, and down is a sexy mermaid line.

A drop of water dripped from his hair, cutting across his honey-colored chest and eventually sinking under the bath towel...... Tang Xin's face turned red in an instant, and his little face was like a fire.

When the two looked at each other, a sound came.

"Father."

Why is the voice so similar to Xiaobao? Tang Xin turned around and looked back, only to see a little boy in a small suit and a small red bow tie standing outside the bathroom.

The little boy was wearing a mask in his mouth and was blinking at this scene with a pair of big dark eyes.

Tang Xin looked at Xiao Baozi's eyebrows, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt like their little treasure! Also, Xiao Baozi called Song Qinbei's father?