Blame had to be willing to let him wake Tang Xin up...... This scene caused a 10,000-point critical blow to An Zuo, a 10,000-year-old single Wang.

"Boss, the presidential suite has been decided.

It's around here. ”

"Lead the way."

The three of them walked on the street, and the combination of handsome men and beautiful women and loyal dog bodyguards attracted the attention of countless people around them.

"Oh my God, this man is so handsome! Is this the star of the United States? How I've never seen one! ”

A blonde woman covered her mouth in exclamation.

"Yes, this height of nine meters, this long legs, and this handsome face are completely God's favorite......"

"I envy the woman in his arms, how happy it is to be held by such a man.

If it were me, I guess I'd be woken up laughing when I dreamed! ”

The women around were talking about it and looking like a nymphomaniac.

"Am I the only one who thinks the woman in his arms is beautiful? Dongfang Mei's appearance and figure are also very good, like a little fairy, if I can have such a wife, I will envy ...... death"

"I'm going to take a picture, it's the most beautiful oriental face I've ever seen!"

"I think it's a pity if this woman doesn't enter the entertainment industry......"

The men around looked at Tang Xin in Song Qinbei's arms, almost drooling, all of them had peach hearts, and even more daring even took out their cameras directly.

Originally, Song Qinbei had no emotion about the eyes of those women who fell on him, and he had long been used to it from handsome to big.

But when other men began to judge Tang Xin, it made him extremely uncomfortable.

Some even wanted to take pictures.

Song Qinbei's blanket on Tang Xin's body was a little tighter, and his sharp and cold eyes swept towards everyone - the cold and piercing eyes were like ice slag, with a chilling coldness.

The man who took out the mobile phone was shocked by such a gaze, and his hands shook in fright - with a chirp, the mobile phone fell to the ground, and the screen was shattered.

Song Qinbei hugged the sleeping little woman in his arms, walked on his long legs, and followed An Zuo away.

…… And at the same time, Jiangcheng Elementary School.

The bell rang for the end of class, and Qian'er and Xiaobao were about to leave the classroom hand in hand, but they were stopped by the homeroom teacher.

"Tang Xiaobao,"

The head teacher's eyes fell on the mask on Tang Xiaobao's small face, "You've been wearing a mask since you entered school, haven't you recovered yet?" ”

Tang Xiaobao and Qian'er only glanced at each other.

"The teacher doesn't mean anything else, but I just think it's not a way to wear a mask all the time, seeing that you have been enrolled in school for several days, your condition has not recovered, and the teacher knows that the treatment in a children's hospital is very good, shall I take you there?"

The head teacher smiled.

How could Xiaobao follow the teacher, if he took off his mask and was found to have two identical Qian'er, it would be troublesome.

Qian'er stiffened her little face and calmly relieved Xiaobao, "Teacher, Xiaobao's illness has actually been cured, but he looks a little ugly and has low self-esteem, and I am worried that the children will laugh at him when he takes off his mask." ”

"I see,"

The teacher was relieved that there were a lot of people who had infectious pneumonia during this time, and she was also worried that Xiaobao would have infectious pneumonia and cross-infect other students.

Tang Xiaobao was a little depressed and glared at Qian'er.

But the teacher thought that Master Qian'er's confession hurt Xiaobao's self-esteem, and her eyes became more and more gentle when she looked at Xiaobao, "Xiaobao, it's okay, you have to muster up the courage to take off your mask and be brave yourself."

People won't stop you from being friends because of how you look.

Trust the teacher, okay? ”

The teacher looked at him sincerely, and his hand was gently on Tang Xiaobao's shoulder.

Xiaobao was not used to being touched by people other than Daddy Mama, so he took a few steps back, "Okay, I'll try." ”

"Good boy, go play."

The female teacher looked at them lovingly.

The two little ones quickly ran away hand in hand.

"What a lovely child, I really want to raise one."

The female teacher smiled and shook her head.

The two little ones came to the rockery of the school, and after making sure that there was no one around, Tang Xiaobao took off his mask, "Why do you say I'm ugly?" ”

"You can't wear a mask all the time, and since you have to take it off, you have to find a way."

Qian'er touched her little chin and thought.

Two identical-looking little bun heads come together.

"You know about makeup, right? Just make your face ugly, and the ugly ones won't recognize you, and that's fine. ”

Qian'er concluded.

"I've seen Ma Ma makeup, those things are pretty simple, I think I should."

"As long as the technology is better, no one will recognize the two of us as the same! Brother, I've worked hard for you this time. ”

Qian'er patted Xiaobao's shoulder, looking like a little adult.

"It's not a way to keep going like this, we still have to find a way to make Daddy Ma Ma really together and tell them the truth.

So that we can be together in the open. ”

Xiaobao's milk dumplings have a scrappy face with high morale.

"Ma Ma and Daddy have been on a business trip to the United States during this time, and I hope they can promote their relationship during this time."

"We can't be too anxious about this kind of thing for the time being, it's still difficult for them to be together, the Song family has high requirements for the family, I'm worried that grandpa and grandma will have opinions about our mother."

"No, no one can stop Daddy's plan to marry Ma Ma!"

Tang Xiaobao puffed out his bun face, "Do you remember what our combination is called?" ”

Qian'er covered her face, the name was too shameful.

"What is my slogan for our strongest matchmaking group?"

Xiaobao is like a small boss with his hands behind his back.

Qian'er was a little ashamed and couldn't speak.

"Brothers together, daddy marries!"

"The strongest matchmaker will win!"

"The strongest little matchmaker cow batch, the strongest little matchmaker will win! The strongest little matchmaker rushes duck and duck rushes duck! ”

Tang Xiaobao turned into a duck punch.

Qian'er covered her face: ...... Who can drag his brother away............ Presidential Suite of the United States.

"Welcome, please keep your key card."

The front desk attendant bent down at 90 degrees and respectfully handed Song Qinbei two room cards.

An Zuo took it.

Song Qinbei frowned, "Do you live in one by yourself?" ”

An Zuo looked at his big boss unexpectedly, "Boss, do you want to sleep with me?" ”

Isn't the boss interested in women now? Is it still for him...... No, An Zuo didn't dare to think about it.

"Get out!"

Looking at the gloomy face of his boss, An Zuo said cautiously and cautiously: "That's why I arranged for you to live in a room with Miss Tang, are you not satisfied?" ”

Song Qinbei's cold face softened a little.

Very satisfied.

It's just that......

Song Qinbei glanced at the little woman sleeping peacefully in his arms.

He carried Tang Xin all the way to the presidential suite.

Drip.

The magnetic card was swiped, and the door opened.

Song Qinbei walked into the room with someone in his arms and put Tang Xin on the comfortable and soft bed.

The moment he just put the person down, Tang Xin suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes are facing each other.

Tang Xin's big misty eyes were stunned for a moment, and she bounced up from the bed, "What are you doing?!" ”

She looked around vigilantly, "Where is this?" Aren't you on a plane?"

How did you get on a plane to the hotel? She looked her clothes up and down, but fortunately, they were still the same, unchanged.

It seems that Song Qinbei didn't do anything to her.

"You fell asleep on the plane.

Song Qinbei looked at Tang Xinxiao's face full of vigilance and displeasure, "Now I'm at the hotel." ”

"Oh, then Mr. Song, please go out."

Tang Xin rubbed his aching head.

Song Qinbei's face darkened a little, "...... This is my room. ”

"Then you brought me in...... Isn't it possible that we're going to live together? ”

Tang Xin's heart was alarmed.

"Yes, there's only one room."

"That'...... Where does Antsuke live? ”

Tang Xin blinked.

Do you want to sleep on the streets? Hearing her mention An Zuo, Song Qinbei's face was a little gloomy, he really should have driven An Zuo out.

"He slept on a plane."

The man said coldly: "And you, get up and go to sleep in the second bedroom." ”

Song Qinbei pointed to a small second bedroom in the suite and said coldly.

Tang Xin: ? Didn't you just let her sleep in this big bed? How did you suddenly change your face.

"The second bedroom is the second bedroom."

Tang Xin rolled up the blanket on his body, got up from the bed, and rolled the small blanket and went to the second bedroom slowly.

…… Early the next morning.

Song Qinbei urged Tang Xin to get up and talk to him about business.

Tang Xin, as Song Qinbei's secretary, wore a beige professional suit, and her soft hair like a ribbon was simply tied behind her head.