Vicious male mate raises cubs online

Tan Qing, who had no idea that she was about to go to a parenting training class, had a good night's sleep, rubbed her eyes and got up from the bed, ready to go outside to put water in sleepy eyes.

Pushing open the bathroom door, I ran into Rong Sheng who had just finished draining the water.

The two stared at each other and paused slightly.

Rong Sheng was stunned for a second, quickly pulled up his pants, and said jokingly, "Honey, are you in such a hurry early in the morning?"

Tan Qing slowly stared at Rong Sheng put the bird back, looked at Rong Sheng's undamaged trouser seam with some regret, and commented: "Don't feel inferior, it's quite big, just a little bent."

Rong Sheng: "???"

Rong Sheng was sure that he had been molested.

Although in the entertainment industry where people come and go, it is normal to actively seduce and moleste.

But what was desperate - he found that he was actually provoked by a single sentence and reacted.

Rong Sheng felt that this might be the reason why the fire that was suppressed last night was not released in time.

So he looked at Tan Qing and said meaningfully: "Do you like it?"

Tan Qing yawned, slipped into the toilet by the door, and answered casually: "I don't know, I need to compare a few more to get the result."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng looked numbly at the raised position under his trousers, then looked back at Tan Qing.

Tan Qing didn't seem to have the intention of needing a separate space at all, and she didn't think there was any problem with Rong Sheng watching from the side.

He fumbled for the hem of his trousers in difficulty, and tugged for a long time with his white and thin fingers before he opened the zipper.

Probably because of relaxation, he narrowed his eyes and raised his neck slightly.

The thin and fragile Adam's apple is exposed.

Rong Sheng stood where he was, and didn't move for a long time.

Until Tan Qing put the water in, packed his pants unhurriedly, flushed the toilet, stood beside him with a drowsy face, and asked obediently: "What are we eating this morning?"

Rong Sheng suddenly had a very strange illusion.

It seems that Tan Qing didn't come to stay in this house by accident at all, but should have lived here in the first place.

with myself.

This feeling made Rong Sheng's mood very delicate, and his attitude of going directly to the company changed again and again: "There should be materials prepared by the hour in the refrigerator, let me take a look."

"Oh."

Tan Qing followed Rong Sheng obediently, and walked into the kitchen step by step.

It's true that Rong Sheng hasn't been here for a long time. Although the part-time worker will clean it on time every week, the things in the refrigerator look like they haven't been replaced for a long time.

After unpacking the sixth pack of quick-frozen dumplings.

Tan Qing patted her belly pitifully, and asked the rich President Rong Sheng, "Can we eat KFC?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

After finishing elementary school, Rong Sheng went abroad to study, and had no interest in foreign fast food that only children like.

So he struggled for a while, reached out and took a new gray-blue coat from the closet, handed it to Tan Qing, and said with a smile: "Yes, I will take you there for a kiss, how about it?"

There was no one in the KFC store in the morning.

Tan Qing took out from her pocket the flat glasses that she used to cover up when she went to the wine last night, put it on, and walked in through the gate with Rong Sheng in a fair manner.

However, as soon as the meal was ordered, a waiter with a ponytail in the process of preparing the meal looked at Tan Qing several times curiously, and asked tentatively, "Well, are you Tan Qing?"

Tan Qing's eyes hidden behind the glasses stared straight at the back kitchen, and he licked his lips greedily.

Hearing the meal preparer's words, he shook his head innocently, then pushed Rong Sheng beside him: "I still want to eat a big chicken drumstick."

Rong Sheng was silent for a few seconds, then pointed to the menu: "Give him two more crispy fried chicken."

Tan Qing took advantage of the situation and stretched out two more fingers: "There are two more spicy chicken wings, thank you for a big Coke, hehehe."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng paid the money, and finally looked at Tan Qing with the eyes of the boss: "Aren't you keeping fit? I think the artists in the company can't wait to eat vegetable salad every day."

Tan Qing salivated while staring at the golden fried chicken in the window, before saying, "I'm different from them."

Rong Sheng: "Why is it different?"

Tan Qing wiped her saliva, and answered fluently: "I am now a laid-off unemployed person, and I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Probably because she was really suspicious in her heart, the lady who prepared the meal couldn't help asking again when she handed over the chicken wings and burgers to Tan Qing: "Aren't you really Tan Qing?"

Tan Qing desperately put away the idea of ​​eating in the store, stuffed the food into a paper bag, and took a sip from the Coke cup: "My name is Liu Dazhuang, who is Tan Qing?"

Caterer: "..."

Rong Sheng: "..."

In a quiet yet awkward atmosphere, Tan Qing slipped away with her bag in hand.

Only Rong Sheng who was standing in front of the ordering counter was carefully looked at by the food preparer.

The lady who prepared the meal flicked her ponytail: "Sir, are you Mr. Rong Sheng, the president of Shengjing Entertainment? I saw your picture in a magazine."

Rong Sheng paused for a moment, then skillfully took out a few red photos of Grandpa Mao from his wallet and handed them over, showing a chic and coquettish smile: "He is worried that fans will see that he loves KFC collapse, isn't it?" I intend to tease you. Go buy a new lipstick, the new color of Yang Shulin is very suitable for you."

The girl blushed, embarrassed to accept the money: "No, no need... I actually like Qingqing very much! I, I trust him too!"

Rong Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Trust him?"

The girl said firmly: "Well, his previous scandals must be fake! As another party involved, He Mingyu never stood up from the beginning to the end! How irresponsible!"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng returned to the car with a complicated mood, and found that Tan Qing had almost eaten all the chicken legs, chicken wings, and chicken nuggets.

The kind of cleanliness that doesn't have a trace of skin on the bones.

At this time, Tan Qing was putting a chicken bone back into the paper bag, and even licked his thumb, smacking it with a thin layer of oily lips, his face full of unsatisfactory meaning.

Then the bright red tip of the tongue slowly and cautiously protruded, stroking across the lips.

Rong Sheng's trousers are not too tight today, but he is also afraid that even his trousers that are not too tight will be lifted up into a bag.

So he handed over a tissue and said casually, "The waiter just now is your fan."

really.

Tan Qing stopped in surprise: "I still have fans?"

Rong Sheng said, "Well, she said she believed in you."

Tan Qing wiped her mouth, and turned around curiously: "What do you believe in me? Do you believe that I didn't crawl into He Mingyu's bed?"

"..."

"Then her faith will collapse."

Tan Qing wiped her hands again with the piece of paper, and said empathetically, "It's okay, my faith has also collapsed."

When struck by lightning.

He felt that it was useless for him to eat vegetarian food, recite Buddhism and refrain from lust for so many years.

Especially when he was the Patriarch.

There are so many beautiful men and women who want to double cultivate with him.

Ugh.

It's just because I was too naive at the beginning.

Seeing that the topic was about to go off track, Rong Sheng quickly changed the subject: "Then what are you going to do in the future?"

This question is very valuable.

Tan Qing put down the last chicken wing, thought for a while and said, "I'm going to sell wine."

Rong Sheng: "...why?"

While eating the chicken, Tan Qing gave Rong Sheng an analysis: "After my observation yesterday, not only can I get a commission for selling wine, but I can also drink it myself without paying for it."

He paused, and then added: "The most important thing is - I found out that the other wine sellers in the wine shop are not as good-looking as me. If I go there, I will definitely make a lot of money."

Rong Sheng's usual teasing smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Tan Qing cleaned up a pack of KFC, sealed the bag carefully, and took out her mobile phone from her trouser pocket.

Seeing Tan Qing poking on the phone, Rong Sheng asked, "What are you doing?"

Tan Qing dialed a number and said wittily, "I'm calling the manager of the liquor store. I have an interview today, and I will start working tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, I will become the number one in performance and reach the pinnacle of my life."

Rong Sheng: "...Who told you this?"

Tan Qing gossiped: "The wine manager said it. He also said that he has a very powerful young master who is especially liked by rich women. The previous rich woman has no money, so he will go find the next rich woman."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng felt that Tan Qing's idea was very dangerous: "Aside from selling wine, don't you think of anything else?"

Tan Qing blinked her eyes and looked at Rong Sheng for a while, then said with great anticipation: "I also want a list of rich wives, sorted from the richest."

Rong Sheng's car almost hit a pillar in the underground parking lot of Shengjing Entertainment.

Zhao Cong had just parked his car and was about to walk towards the elevator when he turned his head and saw the Jaguar coupe not far behind him slamming on the brakes less than ten centimeters away from the pillar.

Everyone in Rong Sheng's car company knew each other.

Zhao Cong hurried over with a shy face, and looked in through the car window with a concerned face: "Oh, Mr. Rong, you are fine, is there something uncomfortable...Tan Qing, why are you here?"

Tan Qing grinned at Zhao Cong, and threw the garbage bag after eating to him: "It's such a coincidence, then I'd like to ask my manager to throw it away for me."

Zhao Cong was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Rong Sheng, so he stretched out his hand to pull the car door to drag Tan Qing out of the car: "I didn't bother with you at last night's dinner, brat! I get off!"

Rong Sheng drove the car past Zhao Cong and stopped.

After several times of scouring of the three views, he quickly adjusted himself back to the normal mode, and hooked his fingers to Tan Qing: "Go baby, go upstairs and follow me to the office."

Tan Qing was worried about whether there were any uneaten chicken legs in the trash bag just thrown to Zhao Cong, so she raised her head and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Rong Sheng smiled, and said seductively, "Go and find you a way to get rich without being a rich woman."

no problem.

Tan Qing immediately followed him.

The senior special assistant had already made coffee, and also presented the materials for today's meeting to Rong Sheng.

Rong Shengxin flipped his hands over and asked, "Is Xia Jing here? Ask her to come up."

The special assistant stepped on high heels and went to the work area to make a phone call. When he came back, he shook his head at Rong Sheng: "Mr. Rong, I just contacted Manager Xia. She said that Ran Anluo was not feeling well today, so she accompanied her to the hospital."

Rong Sheng said casually, "Go to the hospital? Is it serious?"

The special assistant said: "I heard that it is in Ji's private hospital, so the confidentiality should be very good. Mr. Rong, do you want to make a phone call to confirm?"

The author has something to say: Small theater, Tan Qingqing: Hey, you don't recognize your son again, scumbag.

He Mingyu: I was wrong.

Tan Qingqing: But it's okay, I can find him a stepdad.

He Mingyu:? ? ?

Tan Qingqing: KFC is delicious, hehehe.

Rong Sheng: Buy, buy, buy!

Author Bacteria: It's too miserable. Not only are there many people coveting your wife, but there are also people plotting against your son—what's worse, some people actually want to take over your wife and son together, tsk tsk tsk.

He Mingyu: Are you a devil?