Vicious male mate raises cubs online

He Mingyu froze all of a sudden.

Tan Qing, who was pressed under her body, was still writhing restlessly, screaming for heat and wanting to be hugged, making a fuss.

But I don't know if the kid on the other end of the video has inherited Tan Qing's characteristic of fearing the world will not be chaotic, or he hasn't seen him for several days——

All in all, it can be said to be very persistent.

After Tan Qing refused to answer three consecutive video calls.

He Mingyu's mother, Liao Xian, personally sent an accountability text message, saying in a very strict tone: "Ming Yu, the baby is calling you, what is more important than educating your son?"

He Mingyu: "..."

This is a major event related to physical and mental health and kidney function indicators.

It's really more important than educating your son at this moment.

President He, who was beaten by the three videos, finally gave up the treatment.

He rolled over from Tan Qing, covered the drunk fox on the bed with a quilt, finally turned off the light, and walked out of the bedroom.

therefore.

Tan Jiji's fourth love call finally reached Dad's cell phone successfully.

The video just started.

The little cub was sitting on the bed at grandma's house, hugging the puppet bear and shouting happily, "Rake!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu rubbed his brows, and sat down on the sofa in the central living room.

Leaning the phone on the stand, he took out a can of beer that Tan Qing had drunk half, lifted the lid and took two sips.

The mobile phone that Tan Jiji used to dial the video was Liao Xian's, and Grandma Tuanhua, a veteran of the Xinjin Art Troupe, had a great time playing with her little grandson.

Seeing He Mingyu drinking at this time, he immediately frowned: "Son, why are you drinking in front of Jiji?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu had no choice but to put down the beer can again, and said with a headache: "Mom, why are you calling at this hour?"

But sent the past two days.

Not only did Liao Xian tidy up a large and warm bedroom for Tan Jiji in the small red brick building on the second floor, but she also bought a brand new set of toys for the little boy with great efficiency.

From plush dolls to buggies to animatronic robots.

Running on the ground, swimming in the water, flying in the sky, everything is available.

At this time, Tan Jiji was riding on his tall and heroic plush camel, thumping and thumping on the bed, his happy little mouth was bent, revealing his tender baby teeth.

Liao Xian's attention was all on her little grandson, and she finally gave He Mingyu a look.

He opened the mouth and said, "It's not that your son said that he missed you. I checked the time and made a call. Who knew you still didn't answer!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu had nowhere to express the grief in his heart, so he could only take a deep breath: "It was not convenient just now, is the child obedient?"

Liao Xian obviously likes the silly and cute little boy very much: "Of course you are obedient, look how much this nose and eyes look like you, but the corners of the mouth don't look like you, and your temper doesn't look like yours when you were young."

He Mingyu glanced at his son in the video who was lying on the bed having fun with the big green dinosaur, and shook his head helplessly: "Maybe he looks like his little dad."

This topic is surprisingly sensitive.

But in He Mingyu's mouth, it was very easy to say.

It's like being Tan Jiji's other father——

a man.

In He Mingyu's view, it was never something difficult to talk about.

Bai Nennen's Tanjiji rolled around on the big bed with the dinosaur in her arms, rolled into the corner of the camera wearing crotch pants, and happily raised her dinosaur: "Rake!"

Compared with the slow pronunciation in the past few months, the six-month-old cub can already speak clearly.

He Mingyu gradually extinguished the anger of the man who was forcibly suppressed by the arrow on the string, and slightly hooked the corner of his mouth: "Well, son."

The little boy who hadn't been taken home for several days finally saw his father through the screen, heard He Mingyu's words, and then tilted his head: "Baba? Huh?"

He Mingyu crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa: "Daddy is drunk and has fallen asleep. Let him video with you tomorrow."

Tan Jiji foolishly leaned over to the camera, searched the phone screen at close range, and sucked the tip of his little nose.

It seems that he really didn't smell the little dad.

The little boy hung his head listlessly, and hugged his little dinosaur tightly with some grievances: "Ba ba ba."

He Mingyu turned his gaze and said to Liao Xian: "Mom, Tan Qing's filming will end in a week. I'll take him to see you next week."

Liao Xian seemed to be slightly taken aback, then nodded.

Both mother and child were silent for a while in the video.

In the end, Liao Xian, who was sitting next to Tan Jiji, broke the silence: "Ming Yu, I just saw it on the news. Mom wants to ask you... must it be that person?"

He Mingyu's eyes were direct and bright: "Yes."

Liao Xian paused for a few seconds: "That child..."

He Mingyu said: "It's his and mine."

Liao Xian stopped talking.

Liao Xian was born in a scholarly family, had stayed abroad, joined an art troupe, and sat in a very high position.

Literary and art workers always have a little more affection in their industry, and it is also obviously a little bit more.

Liao Xian has seen how foreign homosexuals get along, and also seen two men have their own children.

I have also witnessed too many tragic endings.

Through the screen of the mobile phone, He Mingyu in the camera is wearing casual clothes, which is very different from him when he was working in J City.

He was also different from what Liao Xian saw most of the time.

Liao Xian swallowed the words again, and shook her head lightly after a long time: "Ming Yu, Mom won't stop you. But this kind of relationship is not easy to go, you and him..."

He Mingyu interrupted Liao Xian: "I know."

Compared with other ordinary men's love.

In front of him, there is almost a road that can't see any light.

He Mingyu took another two sips of wine.

Then, with a soft sigh: "I'll take care of it, Mom, don't worry."

Naturally, Liao Xian couldn't get too involved in the younger generation's feelings.

She put the talking toy in the middle of the bed, as if thinking of something again: "By the way, son, did you have a conflict with others at the film and television base today?"

He Mingyu had almost forgotten about that incident, but when Liao Xian mentioned it, he remembered again: "What's wrong?"

Liao Xian frowned: "Your dad saw that video, and he just asked me to tell you that when you return to City J, go home and meet him."

He Mingyu responded, "I see."

Liao Xian and He Qi have lived together for most of their lives, and after much deliberation, she is still a little worried: "If your father loses his temper, don't argue with him, just follow what he says. Do you understand?"

He Mingyu nodded.

Talking about Jiji after nine o'clock in the evening and drinking milk powder again.

After saying a few more words, Liao Xian hung up the phone and went to make milk powder with the chubby little boy who looked like a white dumpling.

The lighting in the central living room of the suite is dim.

He Mingyu sat on the sofa, slowly finished Tan Qing's remaining beer and red wine, then raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

It's almost twelve o'clock.

He Mingyu's expression was clear as if he hadn't touched a drop of wine, not even a slight blush appeared on his face.

He walked into the bathroom and took a cold shower seriously.

Then, extremely rare, he looked at himself in the mirror.

29 year old man.

No wrinkles, no dark circles, six pack abs, and no extra flab.

He Mingyu wrapped up his bathrobe casually, and opened the inner bedroom door again.

Tan Qing, who was soft on the bed, kneaded the quilt that was originally covered from a well-made state at some point, and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, like a wrapped glutinous rice roll.

In the huge bedroom, there was only one small night light beside the bed that was quietly on.

He Mingyu walked to Tan Qing's side of the bed, and sat down beside him.

In dim warm light.

Tan Qing's face was covered with a beautiful thin layer of red, which looked attractive and sweet.

Probably felt that someone was coming around.

Tan Qing of the glutinous rice roll opened his eyes with difficulty, then stretched out his claws, and hugged He Mingyu: "Godfather, I want to pee..."

He Mingyu: "..."

Also.

After drinking so much, it's time to pee.

He Mingyu stretched out his hand, dug Tan Qing out of the quilt roll, hugged him, and said in a low voice: "Grab it well, be careful not to fall."

Tan Qing shrank obediently into He Mingyu's arms, and was jolted into the bathroom.

Even the legs of the person in his arms were limp, and he couldn't even stand up when he landed.

He Mingyu had no choice but to reach out and wrap his arms around Tan Qing's waist, and patted his naked butt drum lightly: "Okay, let's pee."

Tan Qing had never been treated so well under He Mingyu's hands, and the whole fox was drunk again.

He brewed excitedly and excitedly for a long time. With a sad face, he stretched out his hand and grabbed He Mingyu's hand, and said aggrievedly: "He Mingyu, my ass is so uncomfortable...why is it wet..."

Tan Qing subconsciously stretched out her other hand to touch her little bird, and then reached out to touch her butt drum.

It's just that this time when he stretched halfway, he was stopped by He Mingyu and held it in the palm of his hand.

The dazed Tan Qing frightened herself so much that her face turned pale.

He tried his best to turn around backwards, raised his face, and said cryingly: "Wow, he, He Mingyu, is Qingqing going to break down..."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu, who had done something wrong, naturally knew that the lubricant behind must have melted.

The effect of this brand came quickly, and Tan Qing was sensitive, so she couldn't bear it for a while.

Seeing Tan Qing's flushed complexion, uncomfortable and patient movements.

He Mingyu's movements paused for a second, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said in a low voice: "Then I'll take you to take a bath, it won't break after washing, okay?"

Tan Qing raised her voice obediently.

He Mingyu hugged Tan Qing well, and personally reached out to help him support Xiaoniao: "Hey, pee first."

Tan Qing snuggled into He Mingyu's arms, and said obediently, "Pee..."

Be it animals or people.

Water is often the most relaxing time.

Drunk and stupefied, Tan Qing held back on the bed for a long time, and finally managed to release the water under He Mingyu's attentive service, humming twice in her happy little voice.

I don't know if it was because he was too comfortable, or because he completely lost his vigilance after being drunk.

Just when He Mingyu supported Tan Qing with one hand, he took a step away to go to the wet tissue box next to him to get tissues and came back——

Just touched the tender little thing through a wet wipe.

He Mingyu felt the limp body in his arms tremble twice: "Don't uh..."

Followed by.

A soft and beautiful, fluffy tail slowly emerged from Tan Qing's delicate coccyx line.

The whole tail is pure white and fluffy, with only a small pinch of silver on the tip of the tail, which looks extraordinarily delicate.

He Mingyu froze for a moment.

Haven't waited for his reaction yet.

The gorgeous and beautiful white tail hooked up automatically.

The tip of Yao's silver tail wrapped around his wrist wrapped around Tan Qing's little bird, and he rubbed it coquettishly twice.

As if to please.

Let him pet more.

He Mingyu calmed down for a few seconds, and finally regained his usual reason and voice: "Tan Qing?"

Tan Qing burped slightly.

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu turned the person in his arms around, his voice was almost inaudible: "Tan Qing?"

Tan Qing: "Well..."

The goblin in her arms was so sleepy that she rubbed her eyes.

Stretching out the tip of her bright red tongue, she licked the corner of her mouth carefully.

then.

Poured into He Mingyu's arms: "Qingqing is sleeping!"

He Mingyu: "..."