"Kid, you sleep on the bed with your father, and I sleep on the sofa."

Tang Xin neatly hugged a small quilt and spread it on the sofa.

Qian'er's big eyes were full of injuries, and he pursed his small mouth: "Beautiful sister, do you hate Qian'er?" ”

The voice was full of accusation and sadness.

Hearing this, Tang Xin's heart softened.

"How could I be, how could I hate you, you are so cute."

Tang Xin rubbed his little head.

"If you don't hate me, why don't you want to sleep in the same bed with me?"

Qian'er pursed her small mouth, and her big eyes were filled with water, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

Ay...... Don't cry...... Tang Xin was a little at a loss: "I ......"

"Woman, aren't you afraid to fall in love with me?"

Song Qinbei raised his eyebrows lazily, and his low-alcohol voice was as melodious as a cello sound, which made people's ears crisp.

"You don't want to sleep in the same bed with me, it's just that you're afraid of falling in love with me and losing the bet."

"What are you talking nonsense?"

Tang Xin puffed out his face, "I just feel a little inconvenient."

Also, please don't be so narcissistic, okay? Who said you could fall in love with you by sleeping in the same bed? Mr. Song, you're too confident, aren't you? ”

"Since you're not afraid, go to bed."

The man's deep eyes looked at her steadily.

Tang Xin's throat stalked: "I ......"

Why does this sound so wrong...... It seems that there is something wrong...... "Yes, beautiful sister, since you don't hate Qian'er and are not afraid of falling in love with my father, why don't you want to sleep in the same bed with us." ”

Qian'er continued to shake Tang Xin's arm, he had a little aggrieved face, like a little crying bag, and his tears seemed to cry out in the next second: "Qian'er is very pitiful, she didn't have a mother to hurt since she was a child."

Without my mother, other children were laughing at me and not playing with me.

I don't have a single friend.

Seeing her beautiful sister, Qian'er felt like a mother.

I just want to sleep with my pretty sister......"

Hearing this, Tang Xin's heart melted.

What a miserable little fellow.

Her little treasure is the same, she hasn't had a daddy since she was a child, and she doesn't even know who her daddy is.

However, Xiaobao is very optimistic and never mentions Daddy to her.

It turns out that a single-parent child without a mother or daddy is isolated by other children...... Tang Xin's heart hurt a little, she rubbed Qian'er's little head, and coaxed softly, "Don't say it, little cutie, my sister is willing to accompany you." ”

Qian'er's big watery eyes stopped her tears, and her voice sounded muffled: "Really? Will my pretty sister lie to me? ”

"Of course not, I'm in my twenties, what's the matter with lying to you about a little milk doll?"

Tang Xin couldn't cry or laugh.

It's a big deal, when he falls asleep, he will go to the sofa with the quilt in his arms.

"Will that pretty sister run away in the middle of the night while I'm asleep?"

Qian'er stared at her with big eyes.

Tang Xin: ...... What did this kid say to her heart?

Is it the roundworm in her stomach? But since the children had said so, she was sure to dispel the idea that had just popped up.

"Of course not, my sister promised you that she would do it."

"That's great.

Retractor hook. ”

Qian'er held out a little finger.

Tang wanted to cry without tears, and hooked up with the little guy.

Qian'er was relieved.

He is really grateful to Brother Xiaobao.

After Xiaobao heard that Mommy was coming to the house, she quickly discussed countermeasures with him.

Including calling Mommy and her father to a room, Xiaobao and him came up with it together.

Xiaobao even taught him what to say and do if Mommy didn't want to.

Sure enough, Mommy can't stand the miserable spoiling of children.

It worked.

Seeing this, Song Qinbei on the side frowned.

In his mind, Qian'er is strong and brave, like a little adult.

Qian'er has never been soft in front of herself.

But in front of Tang Xin......

If it weren't for what Qian'er said tonight, Song Qinbei still felt that Qian'er could not be loved by her mother.

It seems that he was wrong.

He owes Qian'er too much.

If Tang Xin can give Qian'er such a feeling, it would be okay for her to accompany Qian'er more...... After washing up, several people lay down on the bed.

There is a small bun Qian'er lying in the middle, but Qian'er always wears a mask.

On the left, Tang Xin was lying on the bed nervously, in the middle was Qian'er, and on the right was Song Qinbei.

It was the first time for Tang Xin to sleep with a strange man and a small bun, and she was a little nervous and accompanied by some strange emotions.

Tossing and turning, she took out her mobile phone and sent Xiaobao a WeChat message.

[Xiaobao, have you slept? Soon, Xiaobao replied: [Ma Ma, everything is fine now, you can go on a business trip with Uncle Song.

】Tang Xin: ...... This is completely out of line with Xiaobao's style.

Could it be that he doesn't need her anymore? Tang Xin felt a little aggrieved in his heart.

After a while, Xiaobao sent WeChat.

[Ma Ma, Uncle Song has a child in his family named Qian'er, and he is also very cute.

Tang Xin: [He's very cute, it's just ...... Xiaobao, how did you know about him? [Uncle Song told me, last time Uncle Song brought you back, I added his WeChat, I know.

I see.

[Xiaobao, I've worked hard for you during this time, after ten days, my mother can return to you, wait for my mother obediently, love you.

Tang Xin sent a kissing emoji.

[Got it, enjoy the time with Uncle Song! ] Good night to Ma Ma] [Baby, good night.

Tang Xin turned off the phone screen and put the phone aside.

The next second, Qian'er rolled over and rolled into her arms.

"Pretty sister, do you mind sleeping with Qian'er in your arms?"

Qian'er blinked with a pair of big sparkling eyes.

"Of course I don't mind."

Tang Xin curled his lips.

The little bun has a faint milky flavor, which is very similar to Xiaobao.

I don't know what, the little bun in my arms that I have only met once makes Tang Xin feel like a reunion after a long absence.

The first time I saw him, I felt an indescribable sense of intimacy...... Tang Xin looked at Qian'er's little face still wearing a mask, and was a little puzzled: "Qian'er, you're going to sleep, don't you take off your mask?" ”

Qian'er touched her mask and forcibly concealed her weakness, "I'm afraid that my germs will be transmitted to my beautiful sister and father." ”

What a well-behaved and sensible child.

Tang Xin's favor for Qian'er skyrocketed.

At the same time, she couldn't help but wonder how her child who was taken away five years ago was doing now...... That child is the pain of her life.

How many times in her dreams, all she dreamed of was the sound of children howling and crying.

God knows how much she wanted to find that child.

Tang Xin looked at the ceiling, his eyes slightly reddened.

But Qian'er didn't notice Tang Xin's emotions, in Tang Xin's arms, smelling her faint fragrance, not to mention how satisfied she was.

His other small hand held Song Qinbei's big hand on the side, "Father can lean on Qian'er a little closer." ”

Tang Xin sighed in his heart.

Don't.

In the next second, Song Qinbei really leaned over: although Qian'er was in her arms, she was still very close to Song Qinbei, the air was quiet, and the breathing of the three of them rose and fell.

At first, Tang Xin was very uncomfortable, but later, Qian'er fell asleep in her arms, listening to Qian'er's steady breathing, Tang Xin's nervous mood also slowed down a little.

Gradually, she fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Early morning light shines through the luxurious European curtains and falls on this warm queen bed.

Tang Xin's eyelashes trembled, she subconsciously stretched out her arm, but found that "pop"

Suddenly, her arm seemed to touch the gambling wall.

What's going on? Tang Xin opened his eyes, but found that at this moment, he was lying in Song Qinbei's arms! And the man's strong arms were firmly hugging her waist.

She was stunned and raised her eyes, but met the man's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Wake up."

His low, hoarse voice rang in her ears.

Tang Xin's head was buzzing, and she panicked to push Song Qinbei away, but found that the man was hugging her waist and hugging her tightly.

"It's so soft."

Song Qinbei ambiguously spewed some hot air at her.

Tang Xin's face burst red, her ears were itchy, and she trembled all over, like an electric shock! "Bastard, what are you doing!"

Tang Xin was like a fried cat, she glared at him, and raised her hand to slap him hard - Song Qinbei grabbed the woman's restless wrist, leaned over, pressed against her, and slowly spit out hot air, "Woman, you threw yourself into my arms." ”