Vicious male mate raises cubs online

He Mingyu who suddenly turned into a rogue: "..."

The two of them were lying on the same bed, and Tan Qing rolled himself into a fox tube with a quilt, so he easily rolled himself into He Mingyu's arms.

Tan Qing in the fox tube stretched her neck hard, looked eagerly at He Mingyu, who was close at hand, and slammed her mouth expectantly: "Do it? Do it!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu hugged the fox tube expressionlessly, put it back on the pillow on the other side, reached out and turned off the small wall lamp: "You have to go to the set tomorrow. It's getting late, go to sleep."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing was so angry that she turned her side and fell asleep with her back to He Mingyu.

If you don't do it, don't do it!

If you don't suck, don't suck!

It's not just playing with you alone.

Tan Qing petted her poor little bird and slept until dawn.

Because he slept so soundly, it was He Mingyu who called him up.

He Mingyu had probably finished his morning jog, and he was still wearing a tracksuit, looking much gentler than usual.

He pushed aside the big bedrooms and walked in, waited for the chill from the outside to subside before sitting down on the bed next to Tan Qing, and patted Tan Qing's buttocks through the quilt: "It's time to get up."

Tan Qing immediately shrank her head into the quilt and began to play dead on the spot.

He Mingyu: "..."

It's no wonder that He Mingyu has a good memory, but the scene in front of him looks too familiar, like Tan Qing returning to work and going to the set for the first day.

He Mingyu touched Tan Qing's butt and thought for a while, then moved out of the old way and said, "Get up now, and give you one hundred thousand?"

However, Tan Qing, who has the No. [-] male rich woman, is no longer as impoverished as before.

Ji Yanxiu doesn't have a lot of anything, just a lot of money.

Not only is there a lot of money, but there is no place to spend it, so I am willing to share it with my friends.

Tan Qing likes this kind of simple and unaffected friends.

So he huddled under the quilt persistently, and said stubbornly while dozing off: "If you can't afford it, you can't afford it."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu doubled it again: "20? Be obedient, get up quickly, Jiji has already gotten up and drank milk. A child who is more than three months old doesn't have as much effort as you to get up."

Tan Qing didn't move.

After a while, there was a rebellious wild boar snoring from the bed.

It is really very authentic and realistic.

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu had no choice but to threaten: "Don't lift the quilt again."

Tan Qing twisted and twisted in the quilt, and finally gave up the treatment and stretched her body in large characters: "You bang, I'm not afraid of you."

He Mingyu stretched out his hand and lifted Tan Qing's quilt.

However, in the first second when it was opened.

He Mingyu was stunned.

He clearly remembered that Tan Qing was wearing a loose silk nightgown when he got under the quilt to sleep last night.

but now.

After lifting the quilt.

Tan Qing, who spread herself on the bed in a large font, was not wearing any silk, and lay naked on the dark gray sheet, which made her whole body look white as if reflecting light.

Even though he ate so many fried chickens, he still didn't see any flesh on Tan Qing's body.

Because of his lying posture, his slender waistline and slender straight legs are clearly in sight.

He Mingyu tried his best to tell himself that this was wrong, and he should immediately look away quickly, but his willpower and rationality suddenly broke at this moment, and they both followed the most vulgar thoughts and continued to look upwards.

There is also no trace of excess flesh on Tan Qing's lower abdomen, except for the slightly slanted light-colored knife mark that is almost invisible, the lines are so gorgeous that people want to reach out and touch them.

This is a very beautiful body.

Except for the scar on his right shoulder.

This is the first time He Mingyu has seen a very obvious scar on Tan Qing's right shoulder.

It was different from the medical scar on the lower abdomen that was about to fade away.

The scar on Tan Qing's shoulder didn't look like a knife wound or a gunshot wound.

He Mingyu even found that he couldn't find a weapon that could cause this scar.

This scar, which has almost healed, directly runs through Tan Qing's right shoulder, and then runs across the same side above the collarbone.

Maybe it was because the wound was too deep, or maybe it was too big, even though it seemed to have healed, it still couldn't return to its previous skin color, but a fleshy pink color different from the surrounding fair skin.

He Mingyu frowned, reached out and touched the wound: "How did you do it?"

Tan Qing, who was lying on the bed and was about to play hooligans, was also taken aback for a moment: "Can you see it?"

He Mingyu calmly said, "...I'm not old yet, so I can see clearly."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing suddenly felt awkward, and quickly took out the pajamas from under her buttocks and put them on herself: "It's nothing to look at, it's too ugly."

He avoided He Mingyu's hand, quickly buttoned his pajamas, and jumped off the bed: "Get up! Can I have chicken legs in the morning?"

He Mingyu grabbed Tan Qing's wrist with his backhand, pulled him back, and said unhurriedly: "Explain clearly how the injury came about, you can eat an extra chicken leg."

Tan Qing: "..."

Foxes are very beautiful.

If it weren't for the fact that no ordinary person had ever seen this scar before, Tan Qing would never have seduced He Mingyu naked.

Could it be that humans will evolve after having a lot of money?

Tan Qing curiously scratched the scar on her shoulder through her clothes, raised her head and made a condition with He Mingyu: "I will tell you only after eating five chicken legs."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu sighed: "No, eating so much in the morning will cause indigestion."

Tan Qing immediately said: "Then let's not talk about it."

He Mingyu compromised again: "I'll ask your assistant to bring you to eat on the spot."

Tan Qing nodded in satisfaction, and replied earnestly, "I was struck by lightning."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu laughed angrily: "Why didn't you say you were drenched by the rain?"

Tan Qing shook her head sincerely, and looked at He Mingyu honestly with her round eyes: "It was really struck by lightning, I don't lie to you, it's a puppy."

He Mingyu obviously didn't intend to continue listening to Tan Qing's nonsense.

He stood up indifferently: "Breakfast is oatmeal milk with chicken breast sandwich, and I will come out to eat after washing up."

Tan Qing waited until the whole sentence was finished but did not wait for her five chicken legs, so she hurriedly caught up with He Mingyu anxiously: "Where are my chicken legs?"

"Children who lie don't have chicken legs."

He Mingyu glanced at Tan Qing, opened the bedroom door and walked out.

Tan Qing: "..."

Ugh.

He knew it.

Human society simply cannot tolerate honest people!

Because of the five chicken legs that flew away from his mouth, Tan Qing didn't speak to He Mingyu from the dinner table to the end of the meal.

Especially when it's time to go out.

Not knowing what Tan Qing thought of, she slipped into Tan Jiji's bedroom again.

Close the door.

Pick up the cub who has just been fed milk powder and is sleeping drowsily from the bed and rubs it.

However, Tan Jiji's temperament does not know who he resembles, he is naturally soft and good-tempered.

After being woken up, she didn't cry or make trouble, just smiled silly at Tan Qing, and knew to open her arms to hug.

Tan Qing pinched the little boy's chubby face, then patted his round buttocks, and said sadly: "You boy, you can't eat any more, or you won't be able to run if you turn into a fox."

Tan Jiji moved his fingers, and called out sweetly, "Hake."

Tan Qing took a bite of the boy's round face, full of sensuality, which fully soothed his sadness that he didn't eat chicken legs today.

Tan Qing continued to talk to Tan Jiji: "My little dad is going to develop a list of rich wives. You have to obediently stay at the rice ticket's house and keep your tail on your back. Do you understand?"

Tan Jiji looked at Tan Qing super obediently, and opened his mouth in a babble: "Rake, rake!"

Tan Qing made a three-chapter agreement with the boy: "You can ask for money, you can ask for a house, but you can't wag your tail, do you understand?"

Tan Jiji imitated Tan Qing's movements: "Rake, rake, rake!"

Tan Qing nodded in satisfaction, clapped her hands and said, "Very well, if you reveal your secrets, I will throw you into the mountains to work as a child laborer for your Uncle Huahu."

Tan Jiji successfully comprehended Dad's threat, curled his lips, and whispered: "Woo..."

Tan Qing raised her eyebrows fiercely.

Tan Jiji sniffed and stopped pitifully: "Woo... hiccup."

Tan Qing stuffed the little boy back into the quilt and rolled it up, and went back to the living room to carry his luggage back to the set without leaving He Mingyu a glance.

He Mingyu had been waiting for a long time before Tan Qing went to find Tan Jiji.

Seeing that Tan Qing didn't seem to be ready to talk to him after coming out at this time, she couldn't help but open her mouth to find something to say: "Is the child asleep?"

Tan Qing turned her head and said angrily: "Oh, Tan Jiji won't just know how to sleep like you!"

He Mingyu: "..."

For the first time, He Mingyu was speechless for a moment.

He tried his best to find something to talk about with Tan Qing, but found that the only thing they could talk about was Tan Jiji.

He Mingyu had no choice but to bite the bullet: "Then, is he hungry?"

Tan Qing snorted, squatted down with pouted buttocks and pulled her small suitcase: "So now I'm going to work hard to earn money, so that he can live a life of eating as many chicken legs as he wants in the future."

He Mingyu: "..."

Before He Mingyu could answer the next sentence.

Tan Qing seemed to think of something again, she pursed her lips in grief and glared at him again: "Even the extras of the crew playing dead people can add three chicken legs! But you don't even give me a chicken leg!"

He Mingyu: "..."

During He Mingyu's growing up, he never condoned and condoned this statement.

Even when Tan Jiji was only trained for more than three months, the schedule was still reasonable, and he would never spoil him too much.

But only Tan Qing.

He Mingyu rubbed his brows with a headache, walked to Tan Qing's side, picked up his small suitcase, and asked casually, "Just want to eat chicken legs?"

This question is very meaningful.

Tan Qing understands in one second, calculates in two seconds, and tilts her head in three seconds: "Can I eat whatever I want?"

He Mingyu put on a serious face: "Not necessarily."

Tan Qing snuggled up to He Mingyu's side tentatively: "A family bucket first?"

He Mingyu: "Yes."

Tan Qing: "Ten more plain chicken?"

He Mingyu: "Yes, but you need to add a catty of fruit."

Tan Qing snorted twice: "Then... three more little roast chickens?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu's complexion was about to sink again.

Tan Qing quickly put it away as soon as he saw it, and put his hand in his pocket super obediently: "The little roast chicken will be eaten next time!"

He Mingyu put Tan Qing's luggage into the back seat of the car, and opened the door on the passenger side: "Let's go, I'll take you to the set."