President Daddy is super strong

"Why are you here?" Song Jiabao looks curious and stares at him with big innocent eyes.

She naturally turned to look at him when she spoke, that is, at this time, Tang Jinglun quickly pressed the shutter and took a picture of two people.

When he heard the sound effect of taking photos, song Jiabao responded. His face turned red and he grabbed his cell phone with his hand. "Let me have a look."

Tang Jinglun's arm is long. Song Jiabao jumped up and robbed him several times, but he didn't. "how can you do this"

it sounds like a complaint, but in fact, it's sweet.

Tang Jinglun looked at it first, and the curve of the corner of his mouth was deeper.

Because of the angle problem, he faces the camera, and she just talks to him sideways, looks like kissing his cheek... Br >

Song Jiabao looks like he smiles like this, and immediately gets close to him. When she sees the picture on the screen clearly, she bashfully beats him, "you hate it!"

Tang Jinglun complacent, "how can I hate it? How well I shoot it."

Song Jiabao pouted, looked unhappy, pretended to be angry and strode forward.

And he continued to hold the mobile phone, to her back for a while crazy shot, each angle of the grasp is particularly good, with a hazy beauty.

"Well, I'm angry. Can't I delete the picture?" Tang Jinglun pursued and said sincerely.

Say swipe mobile phone screen, put on a pair of posture that wants to delete photograph.

Seeing this, song Jiabao immediately stopped him. "Don't... Don't"

Tang Jinglun looked at her, her eyes were twinkling with little stars, even the smile on the corner of her mouth became very meaningful.

He looked at the heart straight hair, song Jiabao curled his mouth, a look of indifference, "clap all clap, cut why, first keep it."

"Good." He knew that she would not agree to let it be deleted.

They went around the aquarium and saw all kinds of magical marine creatures. It was not long before they came out.

"Do you want to go back after supper?" Tang Jinglun asked her what she meant.

"I can't have dinner with you. They sent me wechat that song Jiabei had too much to drink. I have to take him home."

Speaking of this, song Jiabao is somewhat lost, and she would like to spend more time with him.

"Then I'll take you." Even if he could stay one minute and one second longer, Tang Jinglun would like to.

Song Jiabao nodded, tacitly.

Two people dawdle back to KTV, we are ready to leave, song Jiabei nest in the sofa humming, drunk unconscious.

Yang Zheng, who is with him, is no better. He can't go back. He has to be sent.

Kong Shuyan stood out, "let me see him off. It's just the way."

"Good."

In this way, several people separated at the gate of KTV.

Song Jiabao and Tang Jinglun helped song Jiabei to get on the bus together, which wasted a lot of effort.

This guy is drunk, and he still talks about things. Even if he is helped to the car, he can't stop for a moment.

Song Jiabao looks at his brother's virtue. He wants to find a way to get in. How could he have such a brother? It's a shame.

Tang Jinglun gets on the car, first fasten his seat belt, and next second directly grab her small hand.

His brother is still in the car. He is so bold. Song Jiabao is embarrassed. He even wants to take his hand out.

But his strength is too big. Song Jiabao is not his opponent at all. He struggles a few times, but he holds him tighte