Vicious male mate raises cubs online

Tan Qing was sandwiched between two legs by He Mingyu, and he looked up and down by grabbing his shoulders.

It looks hard everywhere.

For a moment, I didn't know where to start.

On the contrary, He Mingyu's hand pressing on his tailbone moved down a little bit, and said in a low voice: "Our son's tail is white, how about yours?"

Tan Qing felt that her whole body was going to be soft on He Mingyu's body after being touched.

The animal's sixth sense made Tan Qing rub to the side with a sense of crisis, and subconsciously gave himself money while rubbing: "Then I must be much prettier than the little fat cub, I warn you, He Mingyu, don't touch it anymore Ahhh——!"

"Is it?"

He Mingyu's movements stopped again.

He turned his head to look at Tan Qing, and said coaxingly, "Then show it to me?"

Tan Qing bared her teeth: "Don't show it!"

He Mingyu didn't seem to have the intention of urging, but slowly scratched Tan Qing's tailbone twice, and said in a deep voice, "Will it itch?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Of course it will itch!

It's so itchy that I want to show my tail and come out to lick Mao Mao!

Damn He Mingyu!

Tan Qing didn't know whether she was angry or uncomfortable, her face was slightly red.

As the faint blush on his cheeks slowly faded away, his already moist and soft eyes were covered with a thin mist, making him look more helpless and pitiful.

Tan Qing, who failed to perform well and was about to run away, decided not to play with He Mingyu, but to play with the brat.

He stuck out his tongue at He Mingyu angrily, turned around and prepared to climb off He Mingyu.

However, before Tan Qing could crawl away completely, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Because of the posture that just sneaked away.

Tan Qing's cell phone that gradually started to vibrate just happened to fall by He Mingyu's lap.

Tan Qing was still half lying on the back seat of the car, pouted her buttocks and touched the phone back from He Mingyu's side, and glanced at the caller ID.

what.

It's Rong Sheng.

Ever since Rong Sheng took charge of his related business, every time Tan Qing saw Rong Sheng, she was as happy as seeing the God of Wealth.

Tan Qing unceremoniously put one leg on He Mingyu's side-by-side legs, and happily answered the phone while shaking: "Crooked, good evening?"

Tan Qing's voice was always clean and clear.

Especially when he is in the right mood, he has a sweet voice and can speak beautiful words, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Rong Sheng likes to speak or make phone calls with Tan Qing very much. Hearing this, he said, "I'm not having a good night. I came home from get off work, and I even answered a call from work."

Taking advantage of the situation, Tan Qing also placed the other leg on He Mingyu's lap, patted her paw skillfully and complimented: "That must be the hard work of the boss, you are so good!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu who was sitting next to him looked at Tan Qing expressionlessly.

Tan Qing smiled at He Mingyu with four small white teeth.

Rong Sheng smiled, and scolded on the phone: "Okay, you'd better save your fancy guts for future shows. Speaking of Tan Qing, you are so good, can you get Ji Yanxiu to introduce variety shows to you?"

Tan Qing turned herself over in embarrassment, put her head on the pillow, and said modestly: "You are polite, a car accident, life and death! It should be, it should be."

Rong Sheng laughed: "Fuck you! You still have something to do, sir, so I won't talk to you. The chief director of the variety show just now contacted me. If there is no problem with you, I will help you."

Tan Qing rolled her eyes, and said slyly: "Go, go, go! By the way, remember to ask me how much it is for you!"

Rong Sheng quickly replied: "I asked for you before. One episode is 20 yuan. Generally, a season starts with six episodes. If you perform well, you can renew the contract."

20 for the first phase.

Sixth Issue One Hundred and Twelve.

Wow.

How many chickens must that be!

Due to the impact of the shooting progress, the salary of "Xuanwu" has not yet been paid.

and so.

In addition to the 150 million slaughtered by Ji Yanxiu at the beginning of his acting career.

Tan Qing has never seen so much money again.

The background sound on Rong Sheng's side was very noisy, and there was the faint sound of breathing.

Then there seemed to be a ding of the elevator.

Rong Sheng paused, and then said: "The money is a little short, but the scandal between you and Lao He was too much, it is impossible to get up too fast all of a sudden, be steady, take your time."

Tan Qing has successfully imagined the future where she is sitting on a hen, a rooster and a chick, and can eat whichever one she wants. She nodded contentedly and said, "Okay, okay, don't worry, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Rong Sheng smiled, hesitated for a moment, and said, "But Tan Qing... don't you live with He Mingyu now? Can he agree to you going to participate in a love reality show?"

Eh?

Tan Qing sneaked a glance at He Mingyu who was sitting beside him, and nodded sanctimoniously: "I can."

Fortunately, the new mobile phone that He Mingyu bought for him has a good sound insulation effect.

Tan Qingmei added another sentence: "Anyway, it's my own business!"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng always felt that there was a very dangerous element in Tan Qing's hesitation just now.

He thought for a few seconds, and tentatively said, "He Mingyu isn't sitting next to you, is he?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Before Tan Qing could speak, He Mingyu looked at him as if he had installed a radar.

The instinct to survive made Tan Qing quickly decide to pat He Mingyu's dogleg.

then.

Tan Qing obediently took his foot off He Mingyu's lap, and handed the phone to He Mingyu: "Rong Sheng said he wanted to talk to you!"

Rong Sheng who was suddenly covered in a scapegoat: "..."

He Mingyu took the phone from Tan Qing's hand, and said, "Are you going to let Tan Qing participate in a love reality show?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng denied Sanlian, and said decisively: "No, I haven't heard about it yet, where did you hear about it?"

He Mingyu nodded, and moved the phone away.

Then he glanced at Tan Qing who was waiting eagerly beside him, and said coldly: "Rong Sheng said that your love reality show has been temporarily cancelled."

Tan Qing: "..."

The ducks and chickens in hand all flew away together.

Tan Qing cried.

He Mingyu touched the corners of Tan Qinggan's eyes where he didn't cry a single tear.

The corners of the eyes were red, and there was an unexpected sense of fragility and weakness.

She looked as good-looking as after being bullied by him that night.

He Mingyu's eyes stopped on the aggrieved Tan Qing for a few seconds, and he seemed to ask casually, "How much is the investment for that program?"

Rong Sheng was stunned for a moment, and said uncertainly: "This kind of program can't get stars, and the starting capital is probably tens of millions."

He Mingyu said kindly: "Can Shengjing Entertainment make one by itself?"

Rong Sheng didn't realize it for a while: "Ah? Why do you make one yourself?"

He Mingyu grabbed Tan Qing's hand that was about to reach out to scratch the little boy's itchy flesh: "I'll make a variety show myself, and I'll handle the reporting and program number. You go and contact a reliable team."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Although Shengjing Entertainment is an old-fashioned entertainment company, it has always been focusing on scripts and film and television investment. Before this, it had not engaged in variety shows.

Rong Sheng seemed to find a relatively secluded place in a hurry and stopped: "I said Lao He, hey, it's not that I said it was wrong to invest in Tan Qing, but you just took over the "Xuanwu" side? Are you okay with the funds?"

He Mingyu grabbed Tan Qing's hand and played with one finger at a time: "What's the problem?"

Rong Sheng: "...well, I forgot what's going on in your family. I'm talking too much."

Rong Sheng thought about it again: "But what are we doing? You have to give me a theme so that the planning team can talk about it. Do you also want to make a love reality show?"

He Mingyu said coldly, "Oh."

Rong Sheng: "..."

I'm so sorry bro.

I accidentally pricked your heart.

Rong Shengsheng was afraid of hurting He Mingyu's fragile glass heart again: "Then why don't you want one?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the phone.

He Mingyu seemed to want to say something at first, but he didn't say it, but changed his words: "I'll tell you when I go back, I have nothing else to do and I'll hang up."

Rong Sheng hurriedly stopped the call: "Hey, hey, old He——wait a minute! You didn't hang up, did you?"

Tan Qing, who was pressed by He Mingyu under Wuzhi Mountain, moved restlessly to the left and right, and He Mingyu, who was harassed, was extremely uneasy: "Is there anything else?"

Rong Sheng probably didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything for a while.

Tan Qing reluctantly reached out to pull the dark golden bow tie on He Mingyu's suit, feeling bored, and then pulled a blue diamond on the platinum tie clip on the tie.

The warm breath spit out on He Mingyu's chest, and it didn't take long for him to react.

He Mingyu held down Tan Qing's hand that started making trouble again, lowered his voice and said to Rong Sheng: "Hang up."

Rong Sheng: "Wait, wait——!!!"

Rong Sheng probably really lost his mind, he paused and said: "I'm asking you something, He Mingyu, fuck it! Let's make it clear first that you don't call me an idiot."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu didn't answer.

On the contrary, Tan Qing, who was pressed near his shoulder, heard it, and leaned over viciously: "You bastard! Ask!"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Standing in the stairwell of the city hospital, Rong Sheng thought about how to speak: "Lao He, you know about my dad waking up, right?"

He Mingyu: "You've already said it once, and I know he's dead. Get to the point."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and because he didn't dare to light it in the hospital, he held it between his fingers and sniffed it: "The point is that this is useless!"

He Mingyu: "..."

Rong Sheng said irritably: "To put it bluntly, I can't accept that he won't be able to have fun in the future, so I asked a few groups of foreign experts to come and see."

He Mingyu said: "And then?"

Rong Sheng: "Then? After reading it, foreign experts confirmed that it was man-made! One of the white-bearded old men was even more ridiculous, saying that the monitoring was broken that night, so we had better check to see if there was something wrong with it." s things!"

He Mingyu: "...do you believe it?"

Rong Sheng scolded: "I don't believe it! The point is, I don't believe my mother believes it! Fuck, I have asked several great immortals to come to my house to do it."

He Mingyu: "..."

It was rare for He Mingyu to be patient with Rong Sheng: "Then what are your plans?"

Rong Sheng threw the cigarette under his feet and crushed it: "What other plans do you have? Lao He, can you help me ask your parents if they know any experts in this field? It's best to do it once. To dispel my mother's doubts, money is not a problem."

He Mingyu nodded: "Understood, let me ask for you."

Rong Sheng: "Succeed. Brother, you don't believe in this stuff, do you? This day is full of smog, no one will be safe."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu looked down at Tan Qing who was lying in his arms with an innocent face, and nodded sanctimoniously: "Yes, we have to believe in science."

Tan Qing craned her neck in agreement, and added earnestly to Rong Sheng: "That's right, we still have to believe in Marxism-Leninism and Mao Zedong Thought and Deng-Grandpa Theory, and defeat all evil spirits."

Rong Sheng: "..."