Vicious male mate raises cubs online

Probably because there was still something busy there, Rong Sheng hurriedly said a few more words to He Mingyu before ending the call.

He Mingyu took the phone away from his ear, lowered his head, and glanced at Tan Qing.

Tan Qing snuggled into He Mingyu's arms with a thick skin, and said in a rogue manner, "Well, did you feel any noise on the phone when you called just now? You still can't hear it clearly?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu was really worried that Tan Qing would get angry again, so he raised his hand and held him down: "Want to buy a new one?"

Tan Qing blinked and blinked: "Yeah."

He Mingyu didn't directly say yes or no, but stretched out his hand to help Tan Qing stroke her hair, and said in a low voice, "Do socialist monsters also like to play with mobile phones?"

Tan Qing raised her face with a smile, and stretched out her hand super cutely: "Will you buy it?"

He Mingyu stuffed the phone back into Tan Qing's hand, and said unhurriedly: "You did the matter with Rong Sheng's father?"

Tan Qing was lying on He Mingyu's body like an octopus.

The two of them are very close, and therefore, even the slightest reaction can be keenly detected by the other party.

Tan Qing's body froze for a moment, then she quickly rubbed her nose pretendingly, and looked at He Mingyu innocently and innocently: "Hey, what's wrong with Rong Sheng's father?"

He Mingyu didn't seem to be angry, and still looked indifferent on the surface: "Rong Jinkang has been staying in the city hospital. That night, you were also in the city hospital, and you were admitted to the obstetrics and gynecology department. Forgot?"

Tan Qing: "..."

After that embarrassment in the hospital.

Tan Qing returned home with a very rare learning attitude, and learned about the structure of various departments in the human hospital.

After such a long time, He Mingyu grabbed Tan Qing's embarrassing braid again.

Tan Qingdang, who was furious and furious, patted He Mingyu's hand aside angrily: "Don't touch me, don't touch me! Be careful if you get pregnant, I'll give you a little fat cub!"

He Mingyu raised his eyebrows, and finally there was a smile in his eyes: "You want to give birth so much?"

Tan Qing: "..."

You just want to give birth!

Tan Qing was so angry that she turned her face away, turned her back to He Mingyu, and stretched out her hand to harass Tan Jiji who was sitting in the baby seat.

The chubby Tan Jiji had only slept for a short while before being woken up by Tan Qing.

He rubbed his eyes, and subconsciously used his tender baby teeth to pick up his little dad's finger, and then he danced and danced non-stop.

Tan Qing stretched out her hand and grabbed the nape of the baby's neck skillfully to pull the baby out of the baby seat.

Hugging him in his arms, he held the cub's chubby hand and shot at He Mingyu: "Bang bang bang bang bang—you're dead!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu took out a piece of baby wipes from the small table in the car, helplessly wiped away the sleepy tears from the corners of Tan Jiji's eyes, and said earnestly: "Son, did you see it? You grow up In the future, you must not be an Internet-addicted teenager like your little dad."

Tan Qing: "..."

Compared to Tan Qing's extremely irresponsible behavior of using the little boy as an akm, He Mingyu is simply a peerless good parent.

However, the cub who has been obedient since he was a child is still very obedient, nestling in Tan Qing's arms, stretching his arms and legs, and giving him a silly smile from time to time.

Tan Qing lost patience after holding Tan Jiji for a while, so she decisively stuffed the little hostage into He Mingyu's arms, and asked with a smile, "When shall we go home?"

He Mingyu was used to taking his son from Tan Qing's hand, and while maintaining a chatty sitting posture, he reached out to touch the diaper.

The babysitter was changed once before, but it still works.

He Mingyu pulled up the crotch pants of the little boy, and put the baby back on the baby seat safely through Tan Qing: "Wait until you explain my previous question."

Tan Qing asked curiously, "What's the problem?"

He Mingyu glanced at him.

Tan Qing pursed her lips: "Oh, you said Rong Jinkang..."

He Mingyu's tone did not reveal any trace of anger, but he looked very serious, with a serious sense of seriousness: "Just now Lin Yu sent me his ward number, he is on the sixteenth floor, how did you get up there?" ?”

Tan Qing: "..."

What a wonderful question.

Tan Qing glanced at He Mingyu cautiously, and said honestly: "Climbed up."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu paused: "How did you climb?"

Tan Qing felt aggrieved and stretched out her two white and thin hands again: "Crawling with claws hurts!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu originally thought that he would not believe it.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that it was probably due to the frequent impact of the three views recently——

When I heard Tan Qing's explanation, I was not too surprised.

He Mingyu's eyes stopped on Tan Qing's slender and fair fingers for a moment, and he forcibly looked away, then asked, "How did you break it?"

This time Tan Qing's answer obviously hesitated for a few seconds.

then.

He retracted his left hand, leaving only his right hand spread out in front of He Mingyu.

Tan Qing's black and bright eyes rolled around a few times, and she shyly demonstrated to He Mingyu what she did at that time: "Just... like this, pinch it!"

He Mingyu: "..."

Same as men.

He Mingyu suddenly felt a chill.

However, Tan Qing's eyes were filled with innocent simplicity.

He retracted his right hand pitifully, and said in a low voice, "I didn't do it on purpose, the first time I pinched it, I didn't feel well..."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu took a deep breath: "How many times do you want to pinch?"

Tan Qing shook her head like a rattle drum and said, "No, no! It's just this time!"

After speaking.

Tan Qing cautiously took a sneak peek at He Mingyu's expression, and added tentatively, "I'm still wearing gloves, so I haven't left any evidence."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu found that since he was a child, the few times when he didn't know how to speak happened to Tan Qing.

Just like now.

He Mingyu hesitated for a long time before asking: "Why do you want to break him... over there."

Tan Qing sat with her legs crossed, thought about it seriously, and said a little embarrassedly: "Okay, it's fun."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu's voice suddenly turned cold: "For fun?"

Tan Qing rubbed her hands together, then touched the tip of her nose: "Look, Rong Jinkang has found so many concubines, number one, number two, number three can all line up in long queues. But he suddenly broke down there, looking at so many wives My wife can’t eat it, and my little wives have no hope at once, hehehe, how interesting it is!”

He Mingyu's voice paused for a long time: "Tan Qing, do you think this is a small matter?"

Tan Qing raised her head, her beautiful and delicate face looked more harmless and innocent against the lights inside the car.

He smashed his mouth, sounded unhappy because of He Mingyu's question: "I didn't kill him, I didn't eat him, and I didn't do anything wrong..."

He Mingyu interrupted him: "Then, what right do you have to harm other people's bodies?"

Tan Qing: "..."

He Mingyu's tone still sounded calm, without the slightest bit of anger, and he didn't see many accusations.

Just be serious.

Seriously, it looks like someone Tan Qing once knew.

Not only tone.

Even the way they speak is similar.

A tall look.

Constantly preaching and preaching.

And old-fashioned, and stubborn.

Also often justified.

Tan Qing can't beat him every time.

But okay.

Such people usually die early.

And then in a lot of time later.

Tan Qing didn't even bother to think about this person.

He Mingyu didn't seem to be waiting for Tan Qing to answer him, but got out of the car, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.

After a few seconds, he turned his head again: "Have you fastened your seat belt?"

Tan Qing didn't go to fasten the seat belt, but kicked He Mingyu's driver's seat hard: "You don't care!"

He Mingyu didn't speak, got out of the car again, went to the back seat and fastened Tan Qing's seat belt.

Get back in the driver's seat again.

Started the car.

On the way, neither Tan Qing nor He Mingyu communicated at all.

Drive halfway.

Tan Jiji, who was drowsy from sleep, woke up, opened his eyes stickyly and called for Tan Qing to hug him.

Tan Qing picked up the little boy.

I don't know if it's not comfortable to hold him, but Tan Jiji is always moving around in his arms.

While moving, he was babbling and talking to Tan Qing.

At any rate, Tan Qing, who had been teasing Tan Jiji for two months, knew at a glance that this brat probably peed his pants.

really.

Tan Qing reached out to touch it, and the diapers were all wet.

It's not convenient to carry a crying little boy around.

Tan Qing looked left and right and found no trace of diapers, and was about to call He Mingyu when he saw that he had stopped the car by the side of the road.

He Mingyu still didn't speak to Tan Qing, but silently took a new pack of diapers from the rear compartment, and changed them for Tan Jiji.

Tan Qing's eyebrows were cold and picky, and she despised He Mingyu for being clumsy, for a while he was slow, and for a while for not paving the way——

He Mingyu put the sweet-smelling little boy back into Tan Qing's arms.

Then he stretched out his hand, took out a blue-gray checked handkerchief from the left trousers pocket, and handed it to Tan Qing: "Take it and wipe your hands."

Tan Qing: "..."

Why are there still old men who maintain the habit of using handkerchiefs these days.

Tan Qing snorted, twisted He Mingyu's handkerchief, and wiped his hands unceremoniously.

After changing into clean diapers, the little boy happily lay on Tan Qing's chest, sticking out his tongue like a puppy and making faces.

Seeing that the little dad finally focused on himself.

Tan Jiji obviously became happy again, stretched out his small arms and said to Tan Qing: "Rake!"

Tan Qing perfunctorily picked up Tan Jiji, shook it left and right, and opened his mouth and said, "It's a spaceship!"

Tan Jiji gave a loud wow, kicked his chubby legs happily, and finally popped out a new word after several months: "Ash!"

It's a pity that the short-term grayness will soon end.

He Mingyu stopped the car, opened the door for Tan Qing, and glanced at the little boy who was carried by Tan Qing on his shoulders: "Do you want me to hug it?"

Tan Qing rejected He Mingyu's request coldly and arrogantly: "No need!"

He Mingyu: "..."

This flat-level apartment community on the second ring road was built early, and there was no underground garage at that time.

Tan Qing carried Tan Jiji who was eating his hands like a sack.

He Mingyu walked beside the big and the small with a complex expression, afraid that the round sack would fall to the ground without noticing it.

The family of three just walked to the door of the unit.

I saw the lights of another car flickering not far away.

The door is open.

Ran Anluo got out of the car.

He hurriedly ran to He Mingyu.

Eyes flushed from crying looked at Tan Qing next to him, and then looked at He Mingyu more and more pitifully.

then.

Ran Anluo cried: "He Dong, why do you want the producer to kick me out? Is it something I did wrong?"