Vicious male mate raises cubs online

Tan Jiji was picked up from Liao Xian by He Mingyu last night, and before he had time to give the new gift from his grandparents to his little dad, he was fooled into falling asleep by his big dad early.

So the little chubby boy who went to bed early and got up early got up early today, put the duck in his pocket, and rode out of the bedroom to find his dad.

As a result, Baba didn't find it, but found a rake.

Also found a bunch of weird people.

The little boy was a little disappointed, he rested his head sullenly on He Mingyu's shoulder, and his eyes happened to meet the chief director standing on the other side of the living room.

At the same time, other people in the program group also looked at the chief director with fiery eyes.

They can't just wait downstairs until Tanqing gets up at nine o'clock, can they?

However, seeing what Director He meant, he had absolutely no intention of going upstairs to wake Tan Qing up, let alone allowing them to go upstairs and enter the bedroom to dig Tan Qing out of the bed.

So far.

The only hope is this little friend in front of him.

According to what Mr. He just said... This kid should be his son with Tan Qing?

I don't know if it is a surrogate/pregnancy or adopted.

No one in the program group dared to say, nor did they dare to ask.

They could only frantically hint to the chief director to get in touch with the children.

Chief Director: "..."

The chief director is a man around 35 years old, and there is a newborn child at home, so he can only bite the bullet and take two steps forward, chatting friendly and showing a smile trying to establish friendship: "Hello, What's your name, kid?"

However, Tan Jiji, who is always very soft and silly at home on weekdays, looks extraordinarily noble and glamorous when facing strangers.

Especially when I didn't see the little daddy all night, and the big daddy was in charge.

Tan Jiji took a very official look at the chief director, thought for a few seconds, and politely but reluctantly rewarded him with a word: "Morning."

Chief Director: "..."

The chief director glanced at He Mingyu with desolation in his heart, and then at the handsome milk doll lying on He Mingyu's shoulder.

There is no need for identification.

At first glance, it is his own.

At first glance, it is the kind that has rich money and can't afford to mess with it. Don't cue stay away from it.

He Mingyu handed to his son the small milk bottle that had been cooled to a suitable temperature on the small tea table beside him, and said coldly: "Men who are much older than you should be called uncle, don't just say one word."

The white and tender glutinous rice dumpling carefully touched the little yellow duck in its pocket, and then stretched out its chubby hands to hug the small bottle containing fresh goat milk.

Just as I was about to lower my head and hold the bottle to drink, I remembered what my big dad said.

then.

The little brat raised his head again and glanced at the chief director on the opposite side. He thought about the pronunciation for a few seconds in distress, and said reluctantly: "Susu, early!"

The chief director was very moved, and hurriedly took the opportunity to talk to He Mingyu: "He Dong, this is your son, right? He looks very handsome, and you educate him really well."

He Mingyu put Tan Jiji, who started drinking milk, on the high chair next to the table: "It's the child of me and Tan Qing, and his surname is Tan Mo."

The chief director was taken aback for a moment.

In the entertainment industry, this kind of big boss and star drama is actually not uncommon.

Especially among the same sex, when it comes to children's issues, in fact, most people in this circle will subconsciously choose to give in.

Even if they talk about how much they love each other on the surface, they are also showing their love in a high-profile way in private, while at the same time they have to leave offspring for themselves.

Especially people like He Mingyu...

The assets of the family can indeed be described as having the throne to be inherited.

It's really hard to believe that you would let your child have the same last name as your lover.

Like a few months ago—

It is unbelievable that He Mingyu suddenly disclosed the news of his marriage to Tan Qing to everyone in the private official certification of He's CEO.

The chief director of the program group has been in this circle for so many years, and his ability to talk nonsense when he sees people can be said to be very proficient.

But for a while, he didn't know how to answer He Mingyu's words.

Fortunately, the chief director hadn't even figured out how to finish this sentence properly and flattered He Mingyu without a trace.

There was a slow knock on the door upstairs.

All the people standing in the hall looked along the railing to where the door opened in an instant.

The villa that He Mingyu and Tan Qing are living in is not the European or American style that is currently popular, but a very classical architectural style, square and grand.

The mahogany staircase bends three times.

From the first staircase on the second floor, a thick layer of pure white cashmere carpet was laid in all the corridors upstairs.

At this moment.

After the spacious master bedroom door is opened.

A pair of white feet stepped on the cashmere blanket lightly and deftly and walked out.

A few minutes passed.

Tan Qing's figure appeared on the stairs.

The chief director wanted to applaud Tan Qing on the spot, and gave the photographer a look in the first second of his reaction.

Photographers get it right away.

The telephoto lens turned towards Tan Qing and locked his movements firmly.

Tan Qing bypassed the first few steps and walked down slowly step by step.

When walking to the second turn of the stairs, the camera was finally able to capture Tan Qing's full-body shot.

Tan Qing did not wear pajamas with long pants like He Mingyu.

Instead, it seemed that he was only wearing a long black T-shirt casually.

That black T-shirt was obviously not Tan Qing's own clothes, because it was obviously a few sizes larger than his own size, and it directly covered his buttocks when he wore it.

But it also exposed a small half of the legs.

Tan Qing's complexion is naturally that kind of beautiful cold white.

At this time, with the black T-shirt on, his figure became more and more slender and fragile.

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu looked at the position of the lens, and his expression became even more ugly.

Tan Qing, who was walking down the stairs step by step, didn't know if she was awake or not.

After finally getting down halfway, it stopped for a few seconds.

Then he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes as if he was very sleepy, stretched a lot, and then bounced down the remaining few stairs.

Jump to the last step.

Stretching out his feet, he put on the slippers placed by the stairs.

It was only then that the chief director discovered that this villa was completely covered with carpets starting from the stairs.

It's like only the first floor is used for receiving guests.

Even as soon as you reach the stairs, it is the owner's completely private personal space.

Tan Qing clattered along the wall for a few steps in her slippers, nodding her head like a chick while walking.

Want to sleep, but can't sleep again.

Butt hurts.

My legs hurt too.

Tan Qing walked very unhappy for a short distance, and always felt that the broken skin on the inner side of the leg seemed to be a little swollen from abrasion.

Tan Qing, who was not very happy, was going to find He Mingyu first.

Then scold him.

But before he got to He Mingyu's side, he belatedly saw everyone in the program group standing in the living room.

Tan Qing was at a loss for a moment, and even her innocent and tender eyes were dazed for a few seconds.

He scratched his head, subconsciously hid behind He Mingyu, poked out his head crookedly, pursed his lips and said, "You guys came so early."

The chief director thought that we had paid too much for this early trip.

However, the chief director has not had time to express himself.

Tan Jiji, who was sitting in the baby chair next to him and drinking milk, had already spotted the little dad first.

The little boy ignored He Mingyu's air-conditioning, and also killed the director's chance to perform. Chao Tanqing, who danced first, showed a bright smile with four small baby teeth: "Ba Ba!"