Vicious male mate raises cubs online

The resources in the police station are limited, Tan Qing obviously can't bring Tan Jiji here to eat and drink and wait all night.

Especially after Rong Sheng came to pay the bail, the police uncles were obviously more inclined to let Rong Sheng take the two of them back, one big and one small, and come back tomorrow morning to get the test results.

Under the benevolent gaze of the police caring for the flowers of the motherland, Tan Qing really felt ashamed to continue holding the little boy by the nape of his neck.

So he adjusted his posture and stuffed Tan Jiji into his arms awkwardly.

Before going to the examination room of the police station, Tan Qing took the cub to the bathroom on purpose.

After feeling through the fabric, he pulled down the small crotch pants.

I don't know if it was because of nervousness and fear in an unfamiliar environment, the little tail that was born not long ago shrank back secretly and disappeared.

well.

Tan Qing patted Tan Jiji's bare buttocks, and took him to the laboratory to draw blood with confidence.

Perhaps being held in this position is not as comfortable as being held by the back of the neck, the little boy is very dishonest in Tan Qing's arms, arching left and right.

In the end, Tan Qing got annoyed, pointed at Tan Jiji's nose and threatened, "If you move around again, I'll beat you!"

Police Uncle: "..."

Rong Shengsheng was afraid that Tan Qing would say a few more words and be overheard by someone who cared about him, so he reached out and took Tan Jiji from Tan Qing's arms: "Come on. Get in the car, I'll hug you."

Tan Qing disliked Tan Jiji's chubby hug, touched his butt to make sure his tail had retracted, and then put the cub into Rong Sheng's arms without any burden, and added a smile with crooked eyebrows: "Mr. Rong You've worked hard, okay?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng wanted to kick Tan Qing, but found that he had quickly rolled into the car.

Different from He Mingyu's low-key luxury car, Rong Sheng's car is very expensive at first glance.

It is in line with Tan Qing's dirty and messy aesthetic characteristics.

The driver drives in the driver's seat.

Sitting in the back row, Tan Qing sniffed, then turned to Rong Sheng who was sitting beside her and said, "Wow, Mr. Rong, I smell at least seven or eight different perfumes from your car."

Rong Sheng took off his suit jacket and covered Tan Jiji on his body, and nodded the child's nose with great interest: "Qing Tan, are you a dog nose?"

Tan Qing sneezed, and reached out to touch the button: "No, the smell of perfume is really choking, I'll open the window."

Rong Sheng took Tan Qing's hand and pressed it back: "Don't open the window, your son is asleep, it's not good to have a cool breeze."

Tan Jiji let out a small snoring very well.

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing had no choice but to sneezed repeatedly, accusing Rong Sheng desperately: "You playboy, how many women have you sat in the car?"

Rong Sheng felt that he was also very innocent, he pointed to the air purifier on the car: "How come, you are the first one in my car to say that it smells so heavy."

Tan Qing was extremely depressed, and missed He Mingyu's broken car very much for a while.

Although it looks like Santana, the smell in the car is very clean.

There is no smell of smoke, alcohol, or messy perfume.

Instead, it has a faint sandalwood scent.

Like the snowy pine forest in the early morning behind the old mountain where he practiced.

The distance between the police station and the bungalow where Tan Qing lives now is not far.

After the driver stopped the car, Rong Sheng first got out of the car with Tan Jiji in his arms, and soon showed a complicated expression incomprehensibly: "Qing Tan, do you live here now?"

Tan Qing nodded: "That's right, the paparazzi can't find it here, but it's cool, I'm so happy."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Indeed, the paparazzi really can't find it here.

Because no one would have imagined that a popular traffic idol would move to this kind of place.

Even though more celebrities have passed away, it doesn't mean they have no money. Even if they have completely faded out of the public eye, they still enjoy the life of a superior person.

As for Tan Qing, it seems that she really has no money.

Rong Sheng subconsciously turned around and glanced at Tan Qing who got out of the car.

The face that was once obsessed by countless fans is still young, with vivid expressions, with a smile——

There is a more indescribable allure than before.

Is it because... had a child?

Although this is a very ridiculous idea.

But at this moment, Rong Sheng suddenly felt that maybe he should believe what Tan Qing told him.

Then.

Does the child in his arms really belong to Tan Qing and He Mingyu?

Rong Sheng has always been aware of the blood similar to his father flowing in his body.

Men have similar inferiority, seek challenges, love the new and dislike the old.

Children of the same sex.

Full of taboo and unspeakable excitement.

Tan Qing had already walked to Rong Sheng's side, squinting her eyes sleepily: "Thank you for sending me and the boy back, we're going back."

The limp Tan Jiji rolled into Tan Qing's arms in Rongsheng's arms, and woke up after being rubbed unceremoniously by his dad.

The eyes of the little boy who had been tossed all night were wet, as if he was about to cry.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and saw Rong Sheng standing in front of him at a glance.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and he yelled softly, "Rake, rake!"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Tan Qing: "..."

The atmosphere was very awkward for a moment.

Tan Qing weighed Tan Jiji up from his arm, and taught seriously: "Silly boy, I am your father!"

The cub who had been bullied many times blew his nose and crawled out of Tan Qing's arms with twists and turns, and opened his lotus-like arms to Rong Sheng who was standing by: "Rake, rake, rake!"

Rong Sheng grinned, reached out and took Tan Jiji from Tan Qing's hand easily, coaxing: "Call again, I'll buy you a model airplane."

Talking about it probably doesn't understand what a model airplane is, but children can always feel the mood of adults.

Seeing that the handsome uncle hugging him was happy, he also curled the corners of his mouth and yelled out of face: "Rake, rake!"

Rong Sheng scented one on the kid's smooth forehead, and immediately took out the phone to call his special assistant: "Eileen, you can buy a set of toys suitable for children under half a year old from the toy store tomorrow." , buy the one with high safety and the best quality. I will send you the address later.”

Tan Qing: "???"

Rong Sheng turned off the phone and went to Tan Jiji for encouragement: "How about baby, how is Papa doing to you?"

Tan Jiji immediately kissed Rong Sheng too.

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing was very angry and blocked Rong Sheng's way of walking forward holding Tan Jiji, and argued seriously: "Every kid has a gift, so what about mine?"

He happened to be standing with his back to the streetlight, and the old and gray light of the shanty town was mottled and scattered in those bright eyes, which looked vivid and charming.

Rong Sheng freed up a hand and nodded his side face: "Qingqing, your son was rewarded for kissing me, what about you?"

Tan Qing pondered for a moment, then rolled her eyes: "Then, just kiss you and pay me back 60?"

Rong Sheng walked past Tan Qing, shook his head and said, "Honey, your kiss is too valuable, even more expensive than the actresses in the circle."

Tan Qing turned her head, and her attention was immediately diverted: "Hey, the actress kissed you too? She is so beautiful, I like her so much, have you ever slept? What does she taste like? Is it delicious? I envy you so much."

Rong Sheng: "..."

The atmosphere that was finally cultivated withered again.

Rong Sheng found that in Tan Qing's relationship view, there seemed to be no embarrassment between the former and the current, and he could even say things that should be extremely private, such as going to bed.

And normal and taken for granted, like bringing up the necessities of life.

Rong Sheng sighed, and swore at this moment that he would never mention any woman to Tan Qing again.

He walked a few steps forward with Tan Jiji in his arms, and asked casually: "By the way, with He Mingyu's old-fashioned personality, he should be going to make up the full moon wine for the child. Has the time been set?"

Tan Qing followed Rong Sheng's ass and sighed: "Maybe there is no full moon wine..."

Rong Sheng stopped in his tracks: "What's going on?"

Tan Qing slammed her mouth: "He said he detected it, and the little boy was not his own."

Rong Sheng was stunned.

Before he could speak, he heard Tan Qing's high-spirited decision behind him: "So I decided to find a rich stepmother for the little brat!"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Tan Qing continued to add in a low voice: "Forget it, stepdad is also fine."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng turned around and asked seriously: "Tan Qing, you really don't want He Mingyu to be the father of the child?"

Tan Qing cried, and wrestled his fingers to settle the score with Rong Sheng: "Of course I want to! Look at the first thing, He Mingyu is as stupid as the little brat, and he is easy to cheat, and he has money. He is good for the brat, and he will give you a drink." What about imported milk powder?"

"But no way."

Tan Qing curled her lips and said sadly, "Although he offered free postage back and forth, he still returned the goods, huh."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng said tentatively: "You name the child Tan Jiji?"

Tan Qing raised her face and looked back vigilantly: "What's wrong?"

Rong Sheng said solemnly: "...No, I just think that He Mingyu is willing to take the child back with this name, and he should really like it."

Tan Qing: "Oh!"

The two walked all the way to the entrance of the alley.

Rong Sheng took off his coat and wrapped it around the child, and put the sleeping Tan Jiji back into Tan Qing's arms: "By the way, I found you a job, and you should be able to start working in a few days. This job should make a lot of money."

Can make money.

money!

Tan Qing opened her eyes expectantly: "Okay, okay, what's the job?"

Rong Sheng said: "It's a web drama, the production is not bad, the actors will be announced tomorrow, and then the official expo will @你, pay attention to reply."

Tan Qing: "Oh..."

Rong Sheng thought for a while: "I asked Xia Jing this afternoon. Ran Anluo's schedule on her side has been busy recently, so she may not be able to take care of you. I'll send you another agent."

Tan Qing said obediently: "Yeah."

Rong Sheng hesitated to speak: "Then...gone?"

Tan Qing said goodbye sincerely: "Oh, bye."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Not only lazy, but also can't learn the unspoken rules in the circle at all.

I don't know how to ask someone to sit down.

Really...

Not saved.

Rong Sheng sat in the car again.

The driver in the front row asked him, "Mr. Rong, are you going home now?"

Rong Sheng glanced at the few hairs in the palm of his hand: "Don't go back yet, take me to the hospital."

Tan Qing, who was walking home alone, couldn't comprehend the small things in Rong Sheng's heart as a veteran of the entertainment company.

As a former little street stall prince and former fox ancestor who will soon have a formal job again, he is full of excitement at this time.

He walked happily to the door of his small bungalow with Tan Jiji in his arms.

Then I found a black Santana parked in front of the bare bungalow.

Santana...

Oh, it doesn't seem to be Santana.

Sitting in the Phaeton was He Mingyu whose face was as black as the car shell.

The author has something to say: Little Theater, Rong Sheng: Brother Dei, your son is awesome!

He Mingyu:?

Rong Sheng: Your wife is amazing too!

He Mingyu: Stop talking, draw your sword :)

Tan Qingqing: Babe, sit on the side and wait for a while, when both of them are finished, we will go find the rich woman together =v=