The man pinched her chin and forced her to raise her eyes to meet his handsome face.

The force from her jaw made Tang Xin sober up a little, and she shook her head, trying to clear her drowsy brain a little.

Surname...... Song Qinbei? I didn't look very carefully before, but now how can the more I look at it, the more Song Qinbei looks like her Xiaobao? The two also look too similar.

It seems that Xiaobao is a miniature version of Song Qinbei? Do you hallucinate when you're drunk? Seeing that she called out her name completely, the coldness in Song Qinbei's eyes then retreated.

"Woman, you provoked me."

He leaned over and approached Tang Xin's tender face.

Tang Xin was still confused, the scene in front of him was getting more and more blurred, and the world around him seemed to be spinning.

Tang Xin has one head and two big, and he only feels top-heavy.

The eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Tang Xin closed his eyes in a daze.

"Tang Xin?"

Song Qinbei twisted his eyebrows and pinched the woman's peach-like face.

It's soft, it's springy, and it's nice to the touch.

It's just that the woman didn't react at all.

"Tang Xin?"

Song Qinbei pinched her face again.

"Hmm...... Sleepy ......"

Tang Xin slapped that hand away and continued to sleep.

Song Qinbei: ...... This dead woman is really big-hearted, if it was that Mr. Sun who stayed by her side at the moment, she would probably have been eaten a long time ago and there would be no bones left.

Song Qinbei got up and tidied up his clothes.

He wasn't interested in a drunkard.

It was also at this time that an untimely mobile phone rang.

It's her phone.

And the caller ID on the screen made Song Qinbei's dark eyes condense-

Because, the caller ID was none other than Xiaobao, who was shouting from the mouth of this dead woman.

Who is Xiaobao? Is it a lover or a ...... Song Qinbei's face turned cold inch by inch, and for some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable and even a little irritable when he saw this caller ID.

Seeing that he didn't mean to answer, "Xiaobao" on the other end of the phone

But he stubbornly kept calling, and he kept calling without answering the phone-

Song Qinbei finally pressed the answer button.

"You are?"

Xiaobao on the other end of the phone originally thought that he would hear his own numb voice, but he didn't expect that the voice coming from the earpiece was a low and cold male voice.

It's a strange man.

"Who are you?"

Xiaobao's voice was full of vigilance.

Song Qinbei unexpectedly listened to the vigilant child's voice on the phone, it was a little boy, and his voice sounded like he was four or five years old.

Probably about the same age as his Qian'er.

The coldness in his voice unconsciously dissipated a little, "I'm Tang Xin's boss." ”

Xiaobao was stunned, Ma Ma's boss? He didn't distinguish the voice in the first sentence just now, and he heard this sentence, isn't this the voice of Qian'er Daddy? It's Uncle Handsome! It turns out that Ma Ma is with Uncle Shuai when he doesn't go home so late! "It turns out that you are the boss of Careheart, hello uncle, did Careheart not go home because he worked overtime in the company?"

The soft and cute childish voice came, and there was no vigilance in the voice.

"Yes,"

Song Qinbei guessed that the child on the phone might be Tang Xin's younger brother or nephew.

"Tang Xin, she worked overtime and got drunk."

"Oh, that's right, uncle, you see that Xinxin works so hard and vomits overtime, can you give Xinxin a red envelope?"

Listening to the soft milk voice on the phone, Song Qinbei's mind unconsciously appeared Qian'er's appearance.

He couldn't help but laugh, "Yes, don't worry." ”

"Thank you, uncle, uncle is such a great man!"

"Well, also, if you are drunk for work, can you trouble your uncle to send her home? The address of our home is Room 1101, Building 9, Garden Community, Longhai Road! ”

After hanging up the phone, Song Qinbei opened the partition in the front row.

"Go to the Longhai Road Garden Community."

An's left ear, which was focused on driving in the front seat, was still red, "Okay." ”

This is the first time in the past three years that he has seen the boss send a woman home.

Oh, no, to be precise, I've already sent Tang Xin home twice.

President, is this coming out of the last relationship, and then the iron tree blossoms? …… The car soon arrived at the garden community on Longhai Road.

After getting out of the car, Song Qinbei scooped the drunken little woman into his arms and closed the car door.

"President, isn't it a little heavy? Why don't you let me come? ”

An Zuo faced Tang Xin and stretched out his arms.

Song Qinbei's cool eyes flew over - An Zuo instantly felt a chill in his neck, "Boss, I just want to help you ......"

"No, you don't."

The man's cold voice sounded.

The straight male single dog An Zuo had no choice but to honestly follow behind Song Qinbei and get on the elevator.

Room 1101, Building 9.

Yes, yes, yes.

An Zuo knocked on the door.

Soon, a small bun came running over and opened the door.

At this moment, Xiaobao is still wearing a mask on his mouth, covering his big face tightly.

"Hello uncle."

Xiaobao's big eyes narrowed when he smiled, "Be careful, is this drunk and asleep?" ”

"Hmm."

Song Qinbei looked around the room.

The house is small, cramped, and looks like an old residential building in disrepair.

The inside is neat and clean, and it has a lot of life.

"Can you trouble Uncle to carry Xinxin to the bedroom?"

Xiaobao said.

Song Qinbei looked down at the little bun in front of him, he was wearing an orange Teletubbies dress, and there was an orange antennae on his head, and the fleshy bun had a black mask on his face, revealing only a pair of clear and soft big eyes.

These eyes are very similar to each other.

Song Qinbei was in a trance, thinking that the little bun in front of him was Tang Xin's younger brother, and didn't think much about it, "Okay." ”

He hugged the sleeping unconscious Tang Xin and walked inside—An Zuo raised his foot and was about to follow in—"You stay outside." ”

An Zuo's feet, which had just been lifted in mid-air, shrank back with nowhere to place.

"Bang-"

Poor Anzuo was locked out.

Song Qinbei came to her bedroom with Tang Xin in his arms and put her on the bed.

This is the first time he has seen a girl's room, the whole room is pink, there is a kind of Japanese and Korean INS style, there are cute feather wind chimes hanging on the bed, the pink veil hangs down on the bed, and even the carpet is cherry balls.

I can't see that this woman has such a naïve side.

Song Qin Beiguaner.

"Thank you, uncle, for sending your heart home."

Xiao Baoxiao's eyes were bent into two crescents, and his voice was soft and glutinous, "Be careful to take care of me alone, she is very hard, Uncle Shuai, you are a big boss with a careful heart, can you usually treat her well?" ”

Xiaobao's thumb and index finger pinched, and the little hand was compared to a "little bit"

gestures.

Song Qinbei, a cold-blooded steel straight man, was cute, and the corners of his lips raised a trace of arc that he couldn't even detect: "Okay." ”

Originally, he planned to teach Tang Xin a lesson to her under his nose, but now that he heard the little bun's prayer, he unconsciously dissipated some thoughts of teaching Tang Xin a lesson.

"Uncle Shuai, you are such a good person."

The orange tentacles on Xiaobao's happy head swayed, "That, Uncle Shuai, can I ask for your mobile phone number?" In this way, if something happens in the future, I can contact Uncle Shuai and learn about her situation. ”

Song Qinbei didn't expect this little bun to look four or five years old, but he thought about the problem very thoughtfully.

He took out a gilt black-backed business card from his suit pocket and handed it over.

After Xiaobao received the business card, he smiled even more, and he put it in his trouser pocket, "Uncle Shuai, you wait for me." ”

After saying that, he quickly ran to the kitchen on his short legs.

After a while, Xiaobao trotted over with a sealed round small canned bottle, he raised his two small hands, and handed it to Song Qinbei with a smile, "Uncle Shuai, this is a little cucumber pickled by Heart, thank you for sending Heartheart home, this bottle of gherkins should be a gift for uncle."

You can take it home and try it, it's delicious. ”

The stupid Ma Ma didn't know how to pickle such a delicious little pickle, but in fact, he pickled it himself for Ma Ma to eat.

The reason why I say this is because I think that in the company in the future, Uncle Shuai can take care of a little more stupid Ma Ma.

After all, eating people's mouths is soft, hey.

"Okay."

Song Qinbei has been given countless luxury ornaments of great value in the past 20 years, and it is the first time that someone has given him small pickles.

Smells good.

Song Qinbei didn't refuse Xiao Baozi's kindness, he touched the orange tentacles on Xiao Baozi's head, "Thank you." ”

…… After sending Song Qinbei away, Tang Xiaobao intimately tucked the quilt corner for Tang Xin, and took off the mask on the face of the bun, "Stupid numb, you can't drink so much next time."

It's bad in case you meet a bad guy. ”

At this time, Xiaobao's newly bought smart phone suddenly had a WeChat message flashing.

It's a "stinky brother"

Qian'er.

Qian'er's avatar is a cold selfie of him.

"Xiaobao, our DNA has been identified."

Xiaobao's big eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers tapped on the keyboard.

[The Great Demon King of the Mixed World]: Send it to see.

Also, you can't call me Xiaobao in the future, I'm my brother.

[Song Zeqian]: Heh, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed this time.

Approaching Qian'er's ID [Song Zeqian] sent a document.

Xiaobao's soft and glutinous bun face was solemn, he clicked on it and took a look, and scratched the bottom of the identification result.

The result is impressively displayed: Tang Xiaobao and Song Zeqian are confirmed to be related.

[Song Zeqian]: I was born at 3:20 p.m. on January 10, 2015, and you were born at 4:00 p.m. on January 10, 2015, so you should call me brother.

[The Great Demon King of the Mixed World] sent an emoji of the old man looking at his mobile phone in the subway.

At the same time, Xiaobao almost jumped up excitedly, but he was afraid that Tang Xin would sleep, so he picked up his mobile phone and quietly came to another room.

He really has a brother! Although he didn't want to admit it.

In this world, in addition to Ma Ma, he has one more relative! Xiaobao was excited in his heart, he brewed emotions for a long time, and finally Xiaoshou only typed a few words on his mobile phone.