Vicious male mate raises cubs online

Tanjiji's stylish outfit of watermelon red sweater and emerald green trousers immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the living room.

The chief director looked at the assistant director, and the assistant director looked at the chief director.

Everyone in the program team looked at each other with their hands in their hands, and looked at the photographer with a look of eagerness to eat melons but not dare to eat them.

The two photographers with telephoto lenses were full of I don't know I don't understand Wu cue's sincerity, and they were persistently shooting passionately at a large Ru kiln vase next to the armrest of the sofa in the living room of this big villa.

Everyone: "..."

Tan Jiji hugged He Mingyu's pajama pants tightly, and revealed a small head looking left and right from behind He Mingyu's calf, and said in a low voice: "Rake, cub, duck..."

He Mingyu hugged the cub with one hand with great ease, and let Tan Jiji sit on his arm.

The voice was flat, but without any urging, it seemed very patient: "What duck?"

The originally short kid suddenly found that he had grown a lot taller, and immediately happily grabbed He Mingyu's arm and looked down at the program group standing on the other side.

The little chubby cub finished his inspection tour, looked away with little interest, and fumbled carefully from his green trousers pocket, and found a little yellow duck.

It is different from all the styles of little yellow ducks in J City that He Mingyu took over half a year ago.

What Tan Jiji took out of his pocket this time is obviously a new one.

From head to toe, Duck looked like he was just waiting to die. Not only was he lazily resting his chin on his small wings, but he also wore a small golden crown on top of his head.

There is a deep emerald green gemstone on the crown, at first glance it is hard to know whether it is real or not.

Tan Jiji treasured the little yellow duck with both hands in front of He Mingyu, and said seriously, "Duck, ba ba da!"

He Mingyu: "..."

At such a young age, I know how to give my dad a gift.

He Mingyu was silent for a moment, then glanced at the jewel in the crown on the little yellow duck's head.

The more I look at it, the more I feel——

Why does it look familiar.

He Mingyu changed the little boy in his arms to hold it, and took a look at the little yellow duck in his hand: "Tan Mo, who gave this to you?"

Tan Jiji has gradually become familiar with his own name, and soon obediently picked up his little yellow duck from Rapa's hand again: "Grandpa, grandma, cub, do it!"

He Mingyu: "..."

No wonder this gem looks a lot like the royal emerald that was photographed in Europe for more than 600 million when Liao Xian was still performing with the art troupe more than ten years ago.

It is indeed...it matches very well with the little yellow duck.

He Mingyu touched his son's little head, and decided that it would be better to send Tan Jiji to school earlier.

The poor, helpless and silly Tan Jiji couldn't predict his unknown fate at all.

He sat in He Mingyu's arms and carefully checked the duckling again and again, then straightened up again and lay on He Mingyu's shoulder: "Rake rake, Zai Zai wants to bang..."

He Mingyu raised his wrist and looked at his watch, completely ignoring the feelings of the program crew, and said very truthfully: "My little dad doesn't get up until nine o'clock, so don't make trouble with him."

Program group: "..."

The chief director was stunned.

Just when the chief director finally recovered from his stupefaction, he was trying to ask He Mingyu if he could still struggle at this time.

Tan Jiji stretched out his claws aggrievedly, and touched Yaya's golden little crown made of pure gold: "Zai Zai, think, just, here, Baba Yaya..."

After a whole night, the duck is still hot.