Vicious male mate raises cubs online

The little cubs who hadn't seen each other for a few weeks made another circle, looking more like glutinous rice balls than when they met last time.

Tan Qing skillfully picked up Tan Jiji from the carpet, held it in her arms, weighed it, and said in surprise, "Wow, my son! Even studying can't make you lose weight!"

He Mingyu: "..."

The older generation basically raises children in the pampering mode.

Although He Qi has always been strict with He Mingyu, he can't hold back his only little grandson. In addition, Liao Xian can't wait to hold him in the palm of his hand, and he can't tolerate the old man in the family saying that his little grandson is not good. .

therefore.

After living with his grandparents for a few weeks, Tan Jiji has become the bully at the top of the family food chain.

However, even the bully in the palm of his hand has to learn.

Whether it is the He family who became an official or the Liao family with a scholarly family.

Learning must start from the baby.

You can buy, buy, buy, and get used to it.

But it is absolutely impossible not to study.

The young Tanjiji was tempted by the toffee milk powder infant milk cake, imported lollipops, and meat broth broth of chicken, duck, fish, beef, sheep, and rabbit meat.

She had to face the inhumane early education cards while being raised white and fat.

In short, it can be said to be very pitiful.

Tan Jiji buries his little head on Tan Qing's shoulder with his tender voice, not only crying, but also trembling his little body, it looks really miserable.

Probably the little fat cub was crying too sincerely.

He Qi, who had been sitting on the back of the tea table, was somewhat embarrassed, raised his head, and looked towards Tan Qing and He Mingyu.

He Mingyu took advantage of the opportunity to put the few supplements in his hand on Table Mountain: "Dad, I was discharged from the hospital this morning, and I brought Tan Qing over to see you and Mom."

He Qi was born in the army, even though he is over sixty, he still sits upright at home.

It's just that he looked at He Mingyu with unnatural eyes, picked up the tea on the table and drank a couple of sips before saying, "Have you done all the discharge checks?"

He Mingyu hummed, turned around and took his son from Tan Qing's hand: "Qingqing, say hello to Dad."

As a 100% big monster, Tan Qing actually doesn't like He Qi's aura of being a soldier who is dedicated to the country.

Coupled with the seriousness of He Qi in front of him, looking over with piercing eyes——

Tan Qing subconsciously moved to He Mingyu's side, held his hand, and pursed her lips: "Uncle He, I will give you Moutai. I wish you health and longevity, and grow old with your aunt, and have a good day every day."

After finishing speaking, he raised his face obediently, tugged at He Mingyu's fingers, and said boastfully, "Is that right?"

He Mingyu smiled, hugged Tan Jiji with one hand, and tightened Tan Qing with the other: "Yes, well said."

He Qi without his wife by his side: "..."

Although I have passed the age of knowing what dog food is, it still feels weird.

There is a feeling of being shown.

He Qi frowned, his strict eyes scanned Tan Qing from beginning to end like a scanner, and asked word by word: "How old are you?"

Tan Qing was successfully questioned, jumping back and forth between honest and dishonest answers, and tentatively said: "... eight thousand..."

He Mingyu pinched Tan Qing's waist: "Dad, he was when I met him."

Tan Qing trembled from being pinched, blinked her eyes, and glanced innocently at Tan Jiji who was sitting on He Mingyu's arm and was gnawing on her little hoof.

The little boy happily showed a few baby teeth to Tan Qing, waved his small arms, and said clearly: "Ba Ba Ba!"

Tan Qing took the opportunity to pinch Tan Jiji's little feet, then said to He Qi with a smile, "But I'm already twenty this year!"

He Qi glanced at Tan Qing sharply again, and said slowly: "Are you going to be a star in the future? Do you have any other careers you want to do?"

This question is relatively easy to answer.

Tan Qing hesitated for a while, then said seriously: "Well... When I earn enough money from the practice, I will contract all the fried chicken restaurants."

He Qi: "..."

He Qi has lived for more than 60 years, and this may be the first time he has seen this kind of ideal. He was silent for a long time before asking: "This idea... Have you discussed it with He Mingyu?"

Tan Qing's eyes flickered: "I haven't discussed it yet... But the night before I went to film, he even gave me a chicken farm! He is really super nice!"

He Qi: "..."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Qi's face was dark and gloomy, obviously not very good-looking, he opened his mouth and said, "You are still so young, your ideals should not be limited to eating and drinking, since you don't want to be a star in the future, then..."

He Mingyu: "Dad."

He Qi's voice paused, and seeing the bloody scab on He Mingyu's head after taking the gauze, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth abruptly.

He Mingyu patted Tan Qing's shoulder lightly, and said softly, "Take your son back to the living room first, and I'll go find you later."

Tan Qing said obediently, reached out to He Mingyu, and took the chubby little boy back.

Tan Jiji, who had been dancing and dancing for a long time, finally returned to his little dad's arms as he wished, and happily blew several times.

Then he hugged Tan Qing's neck with round arms like white lotus roots, found a comfortable position, and happily inhaled the smell of his little dad after nestling down.

Baba smells so good!

The little chubby cub happily rolled himself into a small circle in Baba's arms. After relaxing, he wanted to release the little tail that had been held back for a long time to play for a while.

But before Tan Jiji showed his tail.

Tan Qing seemed to have known the thoughts of the little chubby cub in her arms.

And decisively stretched out his hand, wrapped around Tan Jiji's buttocks, then turned the cub over, carried it on his shoulder like a sack, turned his head and walked away in a very strong man.

Tan Jiji: "Wow..."

He Qi: "..."

He Mingyu: "..."

Tan Qing wrapped the brat's butt in one hand, turned around and walked out two steps humming.

Feeling that something was wrong again, I stopped and thought for a while.

Yes, forgot one step.

Tan Qing carried her small sack on her shoulders again, and came back whirring.

Standing still in front of He Qi in a mighty manner.

He Qi was startled by Tan Qing's sudden action: "You—"

The voice hasn't fallen yet.

Then I saw Tan Qing bent over at ninety degrees and bowed to He Qi.

Then came the second one.

And then the third.

The body is flexible, the angle is precise, and the waist strength is top-notch.

Even the chubby Tan Jiji on his shoulders didn't affect Tan Qing's movements at all.

After bowing.

Tan Qing took a breath, and assured the old general He Qi with incomparable sincerity: "I just forgot it!"

"Uncle He, I swear to you! After you get married, you must treat your son well, take him to eat and drink spicy food, give him money, and help him solve unhappy things! When he is old, he will guard him for the elderly. To the end! I will definitely not despise him!"

He Qi: "..."

He Mingyu: "..."

After expressing her determination, Tan Qing felt that what she said was coherent and great, so she nodded reassuringly, and finally gave He Mingyu an encouraging look: "Then I'll go into the room and wait for you."

He Mingyu didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, so he rubbed Tan Qing's hair: "There are peeled fruits in the room, but don't eat too many mangoes, be obedient."

Tan Qing obediently carried the little boy inside.

Only He Qi and He Mingyu in the tea room were left looking at each other.

The same serious and calm father and son looked at each other for a moment——

He Qi thought over and over again the few words Tan Qing just said before he left, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was wrong, and the way he looked at his son became more subtle.

Shock.

doubt.

... not angry?

He Mingyu was horrified by his father's look, and couldn't help saying: "Dad..."

He Qi's standard bronze complexion, which he practiced on the drying yard, revealed a little abnormal red in the long hesitation.

He seemed a little hesitant, and looked at He Mingyu with more regret.

After half an hour.

He Qi said: "Ming Yu... You have been a child that made me and your mother proud since you were a child. Dad hit you last time, shouldn't you?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu was dumbfounded by He Qi's words: "Dad, what did you say?"

He Qi's stern face was full of vicissitudes: "Tell Dad, you and that child Tan Qing...are you the one down there?"

"Could it be that the child was born by you... No, Dad has read the medical examination reports of your elementary school, junior high school and high school..."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu froze for a moment, and with a headache, he helped He Qi sit back on the chair: "Dad, it's nothing, don't think about it."

He Qi was not persuaded by He Mingyu at all, took a sip of tea and took a long time to shake his head: "Ming Yu, although Dad is old, he is not old-fashioned, and Dad knows something about your men in the army... ..."

He Qi sighed deeply, and put his hands heavily on the tea table: "If you hadn't been pressured by that child, how could that child promise me like marrying a wife! Sigh..."

He Mingyu: "..."

Justified.

He Mingyu didn't know how to refute for a while.

Just at this moment when the atmosphere was weird and awkward.

Mrs. Zhong hurried over from the living room wearing an apron, and said to He Qi: "Sir, Mr. He San came to visit suddenly...he is already at the door now."

He Qi, who was not in a good mood at first, looked even worse: "He Hui? What is he doing here?"

Mrs. Zhong wiped the water stains on her hands: "I don't know... Sir, do you want to invite him in?"

"Please come in."

Seeing that He Qi was hesitant, He Mingyu spoke for him: "It's true that I haven't dealt with third uncle for a long time since the old man's funeral. Dad, you and third uncle haven't had much to do with each other. He should come to see me of."

Mr. He is in politics, and he has three sons in total, only He Qi does not love business and prefers official career.

He joined the army when he was a child, and became a general from a soldier.

It's easy for the government and businessmen to get confused, but He Qi's temperament is straight and twisted, and he never seeks any benefits for the He family's business career.

After going back and forth, I gradually lost contact with the elder brother and third younger brother who often worked by the old man's side.

Until He Mingyu took over the entire He family from the old man, it was equivalent to directly choking He Da and He San by the throat.

He Qi's eldest brother, He Ming, has always been moderate and rarely participates in battles.

Only the youngest, He Hui, whose originally chic and luxurious life and rights were replaced by a younger generation, naturally couldn't swallow this breath.

therefore.

From the moment He Mingyu took the position of the chief executor of the He family, the account of He Hui and He Mingyu was written down.

He Qi knows better than anyone else who he is as the third brother, and he really doesn't want to have any contact with him.

But looking up——

And saw that he might be the son who was under pressure...

He Qi was in a complicated mood, and patted He Mingyu's shoulder with some distress, and suddenly had the illusion that there was a big girl at home: "Forget it, I'll go and have a look with you. Don't let him bully you."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu had no choice but to follow He Qi out with the same heavy heart.

Tan Qing was sitting with Tan Jiji on the mahogany couch in the living room, playing with building blocks very seriously.

head to head.

Take a piece with the big one and a piece with the small one.

The small ones are definitely not as good as the big ones.

Accidentally, the small tower that had just been erected fell down.

Tan Qing propped her chin, and took a big white rabbit from Tan Jiji's hand in disgust, peeled off the candy wrapper and threw it into her mouth: "Stupid boy! You broke it again!"

Tan Jiji felt a little sad and gathered the small building blocks together, then carefully placed another block on the table, moved it carefully for a long time, and then raised his head: "Bah?"

Tan Qing cooperated and took a piece, and successfully put it on top of the boy's piece.

Before letting go, he saw He Mingyu and He Qi walking in from the garden.

Tan Qing jumped down from the mahogany collapse, ran to He Mingyu, and shook the time on the phone at him: "Just now, Lin Yu told me that the plane has been confirmed. When are we going to leave?"

He Mingyu signaled Mrs. Zhong to open the door, then hugged Tan Qing again: "Third Uncle is here, I will leave after I dismiss him."

Tan Qing nodded thoughtfully: "Is that the bad guy who wants to mess with you?"

He Mingyu helped Tan Qing to stroke her hair: "In the future, don't add personal pronouns directly after this, do you understand?"

Tan Qing's super sincere face: "Oh. Do you want me to help? I can do it, kill him."

He Mingyu: "...No, you and your son wait for me at the building block. I'll finish it soon, and we'll set off. Be good."