Vicious male mate raises cubs online

The crew of "Xuanwu" booked rooms for all the artists in the hotel, and arranged them from the highest coffee position to the bottom.

It is reasonable to say that Tan Qing's [-]th-line old-fashioned coffee position is not ranked in the top five in the group.

In the end, because of He Mingyu's relationship, he joined the team and arranged a luxurious suite second only to Ji Yanxiu.

Tan Qing, who was pretending to be a tiger, was very satisfied with the comparison. When he pulled He Mingyu into the room, he made gestures and said, "Look at this room! There are several beds, and I can sleep in whichever I want!"

He Mingyu closed the door of the room with his backhand, entered the room with Tan Qing, and gently answered his question: "Well, where do you usually sleep the longest?"

Tan Qing touched her bulging stomach and sat down on the sofa, pointing to the seat closest to the window: "I like to sleep on that tatami mat, it's so comfortable."

He Mingyu looked in the direction Tan Qing pointed.

The tatami-style bay window beside the window is large and bright, covered with a thick layer of Simmons mattress, which is soft and comfortable to roll on.

Tan Qing was sitting on the sofa rubbing her belly while trying to promote digestion.

As soon as he burped, he was picked up by He Mingyu and pressed on the tatami by the window.

Tan Qing was so frightened that she hiccupped again. She subconsciously thought that He Mingyu was going to throw him out, so she immediately stretched out her two legs and wrapped her body around the man, and she nestled into He Mingyu's arms like a koala.

He Mingyu happened to take this opportunity to wrap his arms around Tan Qing's waist, completely pressing him under him, and smiled in a low voice: "You are so grown up, why are you still acting like a baby?"

Tan Qing later realized that He Mingyu was suppressing her tightly, and it was obviously impossible to escape, so she put on a straight face and seriously defended herself: "I didn't act like a baby, it's because you felt wrong!"

He Mingyu didn't speak

The two of them fell on the tatami while maintaining a very intimate posture.

He Mingyu bowed his head and breathed, Tan Qing couldn't stand the scorching breath.

Just want to arch up.

Before the action was successful, He Mingyu pinched his waist and pulled him back.

Few are just a few movements.

A hard object hit Tan Qing's leg.

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing, who had already been poked by this hard thing once when his memory was clear, was obviously a little scared. He huddled in He Mingyu's arms for a long time without daring to move, and stretched out his fingers to warn: "Don't move around, I will get angry of."

It's just that He Mingyu not only didn't stay still, but instead held Tan Qing's wrist and pressed it on the top of his head, leaned over and bit Tan Qing's ear: "What should I do, Qingqing, I'm also angry."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing couldn't understand raising her head from He Mingyu's arms: "Ah?"

He Mingyu seemed to feel that the bite just now was too light, so he moved on Tan Qing's lips for a while, and said, "Stay away from Ji Yanxiu in the future."

This is the first time that He Mingyu has explicitly expressed to Tan Qing his dislike for Ji Yanxiu.

Tan Qing blinked, and said obediently: "I only play games with him!"

"Games don't work either."

He Mingyu frowned, and finally compromised a step, "If you really want to play, I will spend time with you."

Tan Qing: "Hey..."

Tan Qing hesitated for a while, then took another tentative look at He Mingyu.

Just one move.

Then I felt the thing that had a strong sense of presence at the base of the leg press down majestically again.

Tan Qing actually thought that He Mingyu must be a better rookie than Ji Yanxiu in playing games.

But at this time the butt is under great threat.

Tan Qing hooked He Mingyu with her legs in fear, hugged him fawningly and said, "Okay, I remember..."

He Mingyu seemed to be satisfied with this, and stretched out his hand to press Tan Qing's flicking ankle back on the tatami, but did not let go of Tan Qing's hand.

Tan Qing was very uncomfortable being touched by that thing, especially the place where the thighs were rubbed so painfully, she couldn't bear it for a while, and called out aggrievedly: "He Mingyu..."

But He Mingyu's voice was already hoarse.

He interrupted the man in his arms, unbuttoned Tan Qing's collar with one hand, and said in a calm voice, "Tan Qing, I want you."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing immediately turned into a fried fur fox, her brain shaking like a rattle: "No, no, no, I don't want you!"

He Mingyu lowered his voice, and said dangerously: "Huh?"

Tan Qing immediately withdrew this sentence, showing a super cute smile: "I, I, I... don't want to be okay today? I don't want my ass to hurt tomorrow..."

The moon has sunk.

The quiet moonlight crept in through a gap exposed by the curtains, reflecting on Tan Qing's fair and beautiful face.

He Mingyu's deep gaze was locked on Tan Qing's expression, and he could clearly see the cleverness and cleverness on that person's face that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Probably seeing that He Mingyu hadn't moved for a long time, Tan Qing found a little possibility of successfully escaping the pain in his buttocks.

So he hurriedly leaned forward and kissed the corner of He Mingyu's lips: "Can't I go back to sleep after I finish my job? He Mingyu, He Mingyu..."

Slender fingers tried to grab He Mingyu's collar, and the legs of the two men intertwined, drawing an extremely ambiguous curve.

On Tan Qing's collarbone, there were still the pale red tooth marks left by He Mingyu, from his Adam's apple to his chest, and finally stopped impatiently.

I don't know how long it has been deadlocked like this.

finally.

He Mingyu sighed softly, and leaned beside Tan Qing: "One last time, Qingqing."

Tan Qing's eyes lit up.

Before he could crawl out from under He Mingyu, he was held down again and kissed thoroughly: "When you come home after finishing your job, I'll fuck you to death."

Tan Qing: "..."

I'm afraid of you.

Smelly man, slightly slightly!

After sending He Mingyu away tentatively on the verge of butt pain.

Tan Qing finally had a good night's sleep happily.

Then I got up early the next day and went straight to the set, preparing to finish the last few shots quickly and get the money back home.

The security work in the film and television base has always been very strict, to prevent Yu Ji from violating the artist's privacy as much as possible.

But the many entertainment journalists who surrounded the film and television base yesterday were unable to ask many questions because of He Mingyu's presence.

Today I finally caught Tan Qing who was alone, and I wish I could dig out the love history of the two of them from the beginning of their acquaintance through his mouth.

all in all.

When Tan Qing arrived at the set, she was late again.

Fortunately, the first scene in today's group was not him, but a scene between He Yao and the female number one.

Artificial rainfall inhumanely rained on the two of them.

Tan Qing picked out a bag of potato chips from the snack area and opened the seal.

Just as he was about to start eating, he saw a hand reaching out from the side and took away his first potato chips.

Tan Qing: "!!!"

His cucumber taste! !

Tan Qing angrily turned her head in the direction where the potato chips left.

Just as she was about to speak, she froze for a while: "Yan..."

"Yanmu."

The tall figure with a distance of less than one meter between Tan Qing and Tan Qing complemented the pink dress perfectly.

Yan Mu put the potato chip in his hand between his lips and teeth and chewed it, then licked his fingers: "Tan Qing, long time no see."

Tan Qing looked down at her bag of potato chips that was missing a piece, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that it was no longer a complete bag of potato chips.

Tan Qing said unhappily: "Aren't you Yan Jianbai's relative? Didn't you go back to your hometown with him?"

Yanmu's facial features are very standard neutral facial features, which are most in line with the current fashion trend.

He looked straight at Tan Qing, and smiled after a while: "Qingqing, you made a mistake again. Yan Jianbai and I... are different."

Tan Qing sniffed, and reluctantly distinguished the snake from the dragon: "Okay, then what's the matter with you coming to the film crew?"

The color of Yan Mu's lipstick is a gloomy dark red, and it really doesn't match well with his girly pink dress, it can only be set off by his appearance.

He rested his chin in one hand, and made a second thief out of Tan Qing's bag of potato chips with the other, then pointed to He Yao: "I'm here to visit his class."

Tan Qing quickly protected her potato chips: "Do you know He Yao?"

Yan Mu raised his eyebrows: "I know you. Qingqing, do you want to eat beggar's chicken?"

Tan Qing really hasn't eaten this stuff for a long time, and she didn't realize it for a while: "Chicken? What chicken?"

"Beggar Chicken."

Yan Mu's expression was silent for a moment, but he quickly adjusted, and smiled at Tan Qing, "It's just a fresh old hen that is peeled alive, wrapped in big lotus leaves, and then rolled in a layer of mud.

He paused, trying to make his tone more attractive, "Bury it in the ground and bake it for half an hour, dig it out and eat it after removing the mud shell!"

Tan Qing: "Huh..."

Isn't this the way he used to eat fresh chicken when he had no fried chicken to eat!

Didn't expect anyone to still be using it today.

In the long practice of catching chickens and killing chickens and eating chickens alone, Tan Qing liked this way of eating the most.

Simple and easy to handle, the roasted chicken is tender and has the fragrance of lotus leaves.

good to eat.

But not as good as kfc.

Fried chicken is the best in the world!

Tan Qing, who has been fed by He Mingyu, is really not interested in the beggar chicken that has been eaten for thousands of years.

But seeing the little demon in front of him so happy——

Ugh.

As monsters, they still can't hurt each other.

Tan Qing decided to show Yan Mu a clear path.

So ass dropped his beggar chicken proposal, and opened the mobile phone's takeaway software.

"Let me tell you, I used to like to eat beggar chicken. But now no one eats beggar chicken. Now I love fried chicken wings, fried chicken legs, and chicken popcorn... why are you so stunned?"

Yan Mu looked at Tan Qing's colorful phone screen, as if his whole body had been hit hard from the top of his head by a heavy hammer, and he didn't react for a long time.

Until Tan Qing stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him, and was about to ask He Yao what happened——

Yan Mu finally came back to his senses, but asked, "You eat these unhealthy foods, and He Mingyu agrees?"

The question was in the middle of the heart, and Tan Qing looked desperate: "Then I definitely disagree! He only allows me to eat twice a week!"

"But it's a big deal to eat secretly anyway."

Tan Qing gave Yan Mu a sly smile, "Stop talking! I'm going to film a movie. Since you like beggar chicken, I'll treat you to fried chicken next time I'm free!"

The smile on Yan Mu's lips gradually faded as Tan Qing moved away.

Until Tan Qing's back was small, even the last bit of popularity faded from the face of the male and female faces.

Yan Mu didn't wait for He Yao to come over, so he turned around and walked out from the set.

When I opened the car door, I saw the Beggar Chicken placed in a clear position.

Yan Mu got into the car, reached out to fetch the chicken, and looked back and forth several times.

In the end, he threw the innocent, delicious and even hot chicken into the trash can with extreme indifference.

There was a muffled sound.

Yan Mu clenched the steering wheel, started the car, and said in a dark voice: "He Mingyu..."