Vicious male mate raises cubs online

He Mingyu was so angry at Tan Qing's words that his whole body became depressed.

Holding the limp child in his arms, he took a step forward and asked, "It's so late, you still want to go out?"

Tan Qing turned her head in doubt: "Hey, I went out to set up a street stall to earn money, not to climb walls to steal people, why are you so angry?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu quickly denied: "Don't think about it, I'm not angry."

Tan Qing obediently said "Oh", and ran to the kitchen on her feet as if she remembered something.

After returning, he put his palms together towards He Mingyu with a smile on his face, and said courteously, "That, Mr. He... I drank the last sip of baby milk powder this morning. You can make some new ones for him later?"

He Mingyu endured desperately, but still couldn't hold back: "Why are you even grabbing the baby's milk powder?"

Tan Qing stretched out the tip of her pink tongue and licked her lips, trying to defend herself: "Anyway, I paid for it, so what's wrong with taking a sip..."

He Mingyu: "..."

Thin, chubby fingers protruded from the colorful quilt, dangling aimlessly.

After shaking for a long time, he finally found He Mingyu's little finger and hooked it happily.

He Mingyu looked down and happened to meet the child's dark eyes.

Look at each other for a moment.

Tan Jiji decisively blew snot bubbles, opened his mouth and shouted in a sticky voice: "Rake, rake."

He Mingyu was taken aback by being called, and couldn't help but look at the child living under the quilt several times.

Big eyes, small mouth, indescribably smart and cute.

He Mingyu's mood improved a lot in an instant, he turned around and asked the person next to him: "He can talk at such a young age?"

Tan Qing searched up and down, and threw the special night light for the night market into the bag: "I know these two sounds. Grandma Li said that this is not talking, but the child is practicing the sound."

After finishing speaking, Tan Qing shook her head, and said in disgust, "Oh, He Mingyu, were you stupid when you were young?"

He Mingyu has never carried such a big pot of shame in his 28 years of life. He frowned and said: "I graduated from elementary school to the US MBA, and my grades have never been ranked among the top three."

Tan Qing's expression was full of doubts, and finally said reluctantly: "Okay..."

Presumably this is human.

Different races can't always ask for too much.

Tan Qing quickly comforted herself, and waved goodbye to He Mingyu: "Since Mr. He is so good, he must be able to take good care of his children. I'm going to set up a night market."

He Mingyu didn't expect Tan Qing to go out to set up a street stall after the conversation.

He said in a calm tone: "The child is so young, is it appropriate for you to leave him at home alone?"

Tan Qing said confusedly: "Aren't you going to take Tan Jiji back?"

He Mingyu silently endured the child's name, and said with a serious face: "Tan Qing, how can I explain to others when I suddenly bring a child home? And if it is my child, he must go through the transfer of household registration and make up for the full moon banquet. It all takes time."

Tan Qing raised her face more and more confused, her extremely beautiful face looked innocent and simple under the dim light.

Then he asked, "What is, account transfer?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu's heart sank again, and he found himself able to ask rationally: "After the child was born, have you taken him to the police station?"

Tan Qing shook his head very frankly.

He Mingyu paused for a long time, and once again calmly accepted the fact that Tan Jiji was still a gangster until now.

He hugged the limp child in his arms, and said to Tan Qing: "Tan... the child is not familiar with me yet, it would be very irresponsible for you to leave him like this."

Probably because He Mingyu's expression was too serious, Tan Qing had a very rare reflection on himself.

Then he raised his face and compromised unwillingly: "Then I'll take Tanjiji in my bag and send it to you another day."

Before He Mingyu had time to object, Tan Qing trotted over and reached out to lift the child from his arms.

Immediately after—

He skillfully grabbed Tan Jiji's nape of the neck.

The weak, helpless and irresistible child waved his white and tender arms like a turtle floating on water, and after paddling for a while, he probably found that he couldn't break free, so he pursed his lips aggrievedly.

As if about to cry.

Tan Qing tilted her head and glanced at the little boy, and skillfully threatened, "If you dare to cry, I'll throw you into the back mountain to feed the bear spirit!"

The cowardly and timid cub opened his eyes wide in fright, stared at Tan Qing for a while with aggrieved eyes, buried his head and hiccupped.

He Mingyu stood aside and watched this scene.

Unbearable, when Tan Qing was about to continue to scare Tan Jiji, she reached out and hugged him back: "The child is so young, why do you always bully him?"

Tan Qing was straightforward and sincere: "No, if you don't believe me, ask Tan Jiji how can I bully him?"

He Mingyu looked down at the child in his arms.

Tan Jiji is like a little turtle that has turned its face over, with a small mouth that has not yet grown its teeth, smiling happily at him.

Tan Qing leaned over, and quickly grabbed a thin strand of hair from the top of the boy's head.

Then he raised the strands of hair in front of He Mingyu, blinked his eyes and said: "Here, as a token of love, I will send you for a paternity test."

He Mingyu sighed deeply: "Can't you wait for the child to fall asleep and pull it out? I almost cried again."

Tan Qing was obviously very dissatisfied with the crybaby Tan Jiji, she tiptoed her head to look, and asked, "Why are you crying so much, is it really a boy?"

This man always owes his hand, and he is about to touch the little scarf on the boy's ass with his hand.

Before touching him, He Mingyu grabbed his wrist.

He Mingyu's palm was generous and strong, but Tan Qing's body temperature seemed slightly cold.

The overly intimate touch made Tan Qing stunned for a moment, and turned to look up at He Mingyu curiously.

He Mingyu looked away, and let go of Tan Qing's hand: "People who have given birth to children, why are they still making such a fuss?"

Tan Qing didn't realize that there was a kind of ambiguity in this sentence.

He took out the second-hand counterfeit phone and looked at the time: "No, I really have to go. If I go late, I won't have a good seat!"

He Mingyu finally deeply confirmed that he and the child together are not as important as Tan Qing's money-making career.

He looked at the little meaty hand in his arms, reluctantly peeked at Tan Qing's child, and could only say: "Okay, I'll take you there."

Tan Jiji was held in He Mingyu's arms, and he reached out to play with the fluffy ball of yarn on Tan Qing's clothes, the whole cub was filled with happiness.

The bodyguard elder brother Hou was by the door, seeing He Mingyu and Tan Qing coming out together again, he hurriedly opened the car door for them.

He Mingyu put Tan Jiji on the seat first, then watched Tan Qing sit down, and finally went up by himself.

The car started slowly.

He Mingyu rubbed the space between his eyebrows, and said to the bodyguard and driver in the front row: "Tomorrow, go and fit a child seat in the back seat, choose the best quality one."

"I know the boss."

The elder bodyguard saw the child looking around in vain and softly from the rearview mirror, and praised with winking, "Boss, this child is so cute and looks smart!"

He Mingyu's handsome eyebrows were raised, but his tone was unhurried and flat as he said: "Yes."

The bodyguard successfully flattered: "Are you and Mr. Tan going home?"

Tan Qing shook her head: "Turn left in front of you, there is a small market, just stop there."

Seeing that the big boss had no intention of rebutting, the bodyguard obediently turned the corner.

The roads in the urban-rural fringe area of ​​the suburbs have been in disrepair for a long time, and even luxury cars are bumpy.

The young Tan Jiji was dizzy from being shaken, and just when he was about to hit the car window, He Mingyu stopped him and hugged him back.

He Mingyu let the child sit on his lap, then turned to look at Tan Qing.

Tan Qing lowered her head slightly, her hair that hadn't been trimmed for a long time was pulled down to cover her smooth forehead.

Even though the car was dangling, he still maintained his sleeping position standing upright.

He Mingyu suddenly remembered that he had glanced at Tan Qing's profile before.

Even if she had really given birth to a child, she was only in her twenties.

Even in the entertainment industry, it is the best age.

The car bumped again.

Tan Qing's thin body was finally attracted by inertia, and slammed towards the car door.

He Mingyu quickly pulled Tan Qing back with his other hand.

Then hold the small one in one hand and the big one in the other.

The older one slept without raising his head, and didn't see him thinking of him at all.

The little one is obedient and cute, and he always smiles silly when looking at him.

Even though it's late winter, the night market is still brightly lit.

The driver stopped the car, turned around and said in a soft voice, "Boss, I can't drive in front, so I can only park here."

He Mingyu nodded.

Just as he was about to call Tan Qing, the bodyguard's cell phone rang first.

Tan Qing was so frightened that she shrank, she turned her head in a daze, her eyes were still dazed from sleep.

He Mingyu's heart softened for some reason.

He reached out and brushed Tan Qing's fallen hair back: "Since I'm so sleepy, why don't I ask the driver to drive directly back to sleep."

"No, no, no!"

Tan Qing slowly woke up, rubbed her eyes and said, "I want to earn money, and only with money can I have the next spring."

He Mingyu: "..."

Before He Mingyu turned black, the bodyguard came in tremblingly: "Boss, there is a call from Mr. Ran Anluo, and he said Assistant Lin asked him to take it."

He Mingyu's expression was really not good-looking.

As soon as he reached out to pick up the phone, Tan Qing, who was sitting next to him, opened the car door and jumped down.

He Mingyu became more and more upset.

Ran Anluo on the other side of the phone naturally wouldn't know the situation here.He hesitated for a while, then said cautiously: "He Dong, good evening..."

Tan Jiji, who was originally sitting obediently, seemed to see Tan Qing running away, and stretched out his hand anxiously to grab it, and burrowed out of his arms like a little fox dog.

It was the first day that He Mingyu came into contact with the child, so he yelled in a hurry: "Chiji! Don't run around."

Ran Anluo was startled, and said uncertainly: "He Dong?"

Although He Mingyu was impatient, he still responded politely: "Sorry, what's the matter?"

Ran Anluo stopped what he was about to say.

He clenched his fingers tightly and asked softly: "Excuse me, is Director He taking care of the child? Is it not convenient to talk?"

He Mingyu really didn't want to continue talking, so he said casually: "I'm really busy now, if you have something to discuss with Lin Yu first, he will tell me."

Ran Anluo pursed her lips, and her voice became softer: "Okay, thank you Director He."

He Mingyu threw the phone back into the hands of the bodyguard.

Tan Jiji was still trying to push against the car door, twisting and twisting the crotch pants, showing extra perseverance.

He Mingyu hugged him back, reached out and hooked the tip of the child's upturned nose: "Miss your little dad?"

Talking Jiji didn't know if he understood or not, he held his head up and vomited a bubble like a little turtle.

He Mingyu thought for a while, then smiled and said, "I will change your name when I register for you in the future. If your first name is Jiji, your classmates will laugh at you in the future."

Tan Jiji smacked his mouth and repeated a monosyllable: "Rake, rake."

"Ah."

He Mingyu responded, "Let's go, let's catch your little dad back."

The tall and heroic man wrapped the chubby boy in a cotton coat and hugged him in his arms.

Then he got out of the luxury car parked on the street, and walked into the crowded night market very unfamiliarly.

And in a high-end apartment in the city center.

The lights were dim.

Ran Anluo sat by the bed, squeezed the phone tightly and thought for a long time, and finally made a call.

"Hey, sister Xia. I would like to trouble you to find out for me. Does He Mingyu have... a child?"

The author has something to say: Small Theater, He Mingyu: I decided to be a good daddy starting today.

Tan Qing: Then can I find other little brothers?

He Mingyu: Oh.

Author Bacteria: Oh.