Vicious male mate raises cubs online

Tan Qing folded her arms, feeling that her promise was already very tempting.

In 500 years, there must never be a big monster as rich as him in this world!

It's a pity that He Mingyu ignored him.

Not only did he ignore him, but he also felt cold all over his body.

It was as if he was going to pack up and throw Tan Qing out after freezing.

Tan Qing sneaked a few glances at He Mingyu, and had no choice but to raise the conditions a little more, and tentatively said: "Why don't you add another 300 years? 800 years will be fine, I will find a beautiful thief for each of your descendants." daughter-in-law!"

He Mingyu: "..."

Without saying a word, He Mingyu turned around and left.

Go to the hanger in the entrance, pick up the coat, change into the leather shoes, and open the door.

close the door.

boom--

Ugh.

They are all mature men, why are they so easy to get angry?

Aggrieved, Tan Qing peeled a banana from the fruit basket and gnawed it.

Then after thinking about it, he picks a peach out of the fruits, peels off the skin very skillfully, and makes a fruit puree for Tan Jiji.

The long-term meal ticket is estimated to be pissed off this time.

It seems that they can only depend on each other for life with the cub.

Tan Qing carried a small wooden bowl specially for children, and entered Tan Jiji's nursery in a grand manner.

And shouted loudly, waking up the little boy who was sleeping soundly on the bed: "Your boy! Dinner is ready!"

Since moving here, apart from Tan Qing who would feed the little fat cub when He Mingyu was so busy with work, He Mingyu would feed the cub most of the time.

From Tan Qing's point of view, it's really not that he doesn't take care of Tan Jiji.

The main reason is that He Mingyu is too picky.

The feeding bottle should be sterilized with a sterilizer first, then rinsed with boiling water, and then placed in the sun to dry naturally.

The temperature of the water for making milk powder should be boiled and then wait for the temperature to drop to 85 degrees.

It is said that this will not destroy the probiotics in the milk powder.

Tan Qing who knows nothing about nutrition: "..."

Toy?

It's not enough to feed.

Why are there so many things to raise a cub!

Although He Mingyu never pointed out what was wrong with Tan Qing.

But she can definitely take the trouble to do all the preparations before Tan Qing is ready to start feeding the cubs.

The water is ready, the amount of milk powder is good, and even the mouth of the bottle can be unscrewed and put away.

Tan Qing: "..."

Ah.

the man.

After running away from He Mingyu in anger, Tan Qing finally regained the freedom of feeding the cubs.

Chubby, white and tender, talking like a rice dumpling, Chiji was sleeping soundly wrapped in his little flowered quilt.

Immediately afterwards, he was suddenly awakened by Tan Qing's earth-shattering declaration of dinner.

The little boy opened his eyes blankly, and the chubby hand was very difficult to pull out from the tightly wrapped cotton quilt.

Then he rolled over and saw Tan Qing who was just watching and not helping.

The silly Tan Jiji stretched out his friendly chubby hand towards Tan Qing, and yelled, "Babababa!"

Tan Qing hugged the little boy over, weighed it in her arms, and said with disgust: "Wow! You've gained weight again!"

Although the six-month-old Zai Zai still can't accurately understand the meaning of the adult's words, he has successfully captured Tan Qing's tone after being disliked for a long time.

Aggrieved and sad, and chubby Tan Jiji became depressed in Tan Qing's arms with his head downcast.

Weak, helpless, sad.

Even the purees had lost their usual appeal.

The small nose and small eyes are all wrinkled together.

A face of unrequited love.

Tan Qing snorted, and the hand holding the small wooden bowl of fruit puree approached Tan Jiji's nose and shook it seductively: "Boy?"

Tan Jiji covered his big round eyes with his chubby hand.

Probably because I want to stop seeing food from now on.

Tan Qing: "..."

It’s over.

The little fat cub is going on a hunger strike.

Tan Qing put the fruit puree on the bedside table.

Turning around, he put the little boy who was about to cry or not and was sniffing his nose to prepare his emotions and sat down on the bed, and persuaded him earnestly, "Talk Chichi! You are already a big child, you have to learn to be a man and stop crying!"

Tan Jiji looked at Tan Qing sadly.

Then he slowly turned himself over on the bed.

Arch forward.

Two small hands pressed down on the body, and the buttocks faced Tan Qing.

Put out a standard hen squat.

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing began to worry.

He jumped onto the bed, patted the cub's little butt, and said with the worry of the old father: "Cub! Get up! This is the pose that those silly cats like! We can't do this!"

Tan Jiji from the junior grade was heartbroken, drooping his head and keeping the hen squatting, without saying a word, looking extremely pitiful.

Tan Qing: "..."

Where did you learn this pose from?

The majesty of their foxes!noble!Cool!Unruly!dexterity!

Tan Qing took a deep breath and sat next to the little boy.

He abruptly took back the words just now, and said with incomparable sincerity: "Baby, my little dad loves you the most. No matter what you are, I love you and love you."

Tan Jiji's little head finally had some reaction, and he turned around: "Bah?"

Tan Qing nodded quickly: "That's right! You're not fat, you're just fluffy!"

The fluffy Tan Jiji turned ninety degrees, raised his little head to Tan Qing, and grinned: "Ba Ba Ba!"

Tan Qing: "..."

It is really important to find a marriage partner with a high IQ.

It's really not good for people like He Mingyu.

Tan Qing touched the little boy's head, hugged him up again, and said earnestly, "Do you want to eat?"

Tan Jiji shook his little head like a rattle drum.

Tan Qing brought over the fruit puree again, and said sincerely, "The kid who eats fruit and doesn't get fat!"

Tan Jiji turned his face away firmly.

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing had no choice but to take the bowl aside again.

The moment the small wooden bowl was placed on the bedside table.

Tan Qing could hear the cub's belly growl.

Tan Qing: "..."

One big and one small sat on the bed and stared at each other.

Tan Jiji was ashamed and hungry, but he was very stubborn and refused to eat.

Do not eat fruit puree, do not drink milk powder.

Another half hour passed.

Tan Qing found out her cell phone, and desperately called He Mingyu.

Today happens to be Monday of the new month.

On the first Monday of every month, He's holds a discussion meeting for each department.

The content mainly revolves around the company's decision-making issues such as project development, capital operation, and diplomatic public relations.

He Mingyu's style is completely different from the old chairman He Qi's. Although he is not superior, he is not approachable at all.

Especially in official affairs, we always emphasize absolute quality and efficiency.

therefore.

The atmosphere of each discussion meeting is quite solidified.

The heads of various departments reported last month's indicators and next month's plans with trepidation, no matter whether they were completed well or not, they were afraid of being picked out by He Mingyu.

Especially today.

It is said that the boss has just sued [-] marketing companies and nearly [-] Internet mobs in one go.

The most terrifying thing is.

Since arriving at the company this morning, the boss has been full of depression.

There was a guessing who died first vibe in the conference room.

After finishing speaking tremblingly, the director of the project department sneaked a glance at He Mingyu from the corner of his eye.

It’s over.

The boss's face was gloomy.

The director of the project department kicked his legs under the table, ready to repent at any time.

And right now.

A mobile phone rang in the meeting room.

No matter how courageous the department directors are, they dare not ring the bell in the conference room.

So after looking at each other in blank dismay, they all watched silently as their immediate boss picked up the phone.

— The boss has changed.

——Yes, the boss never turned on the phone before.

——I don’t know who is so brave to call?

The directors exchanged glances, and finally put incense sticks on the person on the other end of the phone in a tacit understanding.

Tan Qing immediately sneezed on the phone.

He Mingyu frowned, he was still sitting in the conference room, but his voice had already softened, and he said in a low voice, "Cold?"

Tan Qing said listlessly: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ."

He Mingyu froze for a moment, his complexion became tense in the peripheral vision of the directors, but his voice was still gentle.

He stood up and comforted Tan Qing as he hurriedly walked outside the meeting room: "What's wrong? Don't worry, I'm coming back from the company now..."

Director No. [-]: "..."

The meeting is not over yet.

The boss ran away.

The scolding that deserves to be scolded has not yet been received.

Even some balls are not used to it.

The directors who were discussing life under He Mingyu's low pressure once again silently communicated with each other with their eyes.

For a while, I was not sure whether to go back to work or sit here and wait for the boss to come back.

After a few minutes.

He Mingyu didn't come.

Lin Yu pushed open the door of the conference room and came in.

The directors hurried up to greet him: "Assistant Lin, the boss is..."

Lin Yu handed back several documents in his hand: "The boss has something to do at home, and he has already gone back early. This is his opinion. Take it back to the department to discuss it, and report back next Monday."

The directors who escaped were relieved and thanked Lin Yu one after another.

When everyone was preparing to go back to the office.

The director of the public relations department suddenly remembered something and grabbed Lin Yu: "Assistant Lin, I don't know if it's convenient for Fang to ask, the one who called the boss just now..."

Lin Yu pulled back his sleeves, and said meaningfully: "Everyone, remember to pay attention to the boss's Weibo account after work. As employees, we must pay attention to details."

Directors: "..."

The directors, ranging in age from 45 to 25, walked out of the conference room in a state of hesitation.

He Mingyu, who had just driven out of the house in a speeding car and rushed back less than three hours after being angry, stopped the car and went upstairs by the elevator.

Opening the main door of the room, Tan Jiji was holding the puppet bear in the toy castle and gnawing on the bear's ear.

Probably seeing He Mingyu coming back, Tan Jiji turned his attention away from the round ears of the puppet bear who was very face-saving, and raised his face happily: "Rake!"

He Mingyu walked to the living room, bent down and rubbed the boy's head: "Where's daddy?"

Tan Jiji touched his stomach: "Googoo!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu picked up his son, put his ear close to Tan Jiji's stomach——

Cuckoo.

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu put Tan Jiji on the sofa, walked around the room again, and finally found Tan Qing in the kitchen with a bleak face looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

The kitchen window was wide open.

Tan Qing stood in front of the window.

He Mingyu was taken aback, took two steps over, grabbed Tan Qing back, brought him into his arms, and said sharply, "What are you doing!"

Tan Qing stuffed herself into He Mingyu's arms sullenly, and said honestly, "Well, I'm repenting."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu hugged Tan Qing tightly in his arms, closed the window with the other hand, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, tell me what's wrong?"

Tan Qing groaned, and grabbed He Mingyu's waist: "I just said that the boy is fat, and he is on a hunger strike."