Vicious Male Match Raising Cubs Online

Policemen? ? ?

Tan Qing, who was still a little sleepy, was shocked and awakened.

He pricked his ears against the door frame and listened for a while, guilty of suspicion: "It's so late, who knows if you are the real policemen?!"

The voice outside the door is serious and serious, full of the main melody: "We can show the police officer's ID and the siren for your inquiry. Please open the door now."

Tan Qing: "..."

"If you never open the door, we will determine that you are obstructing the police."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing is dead.

Since he came here, he has been cautious and cautious since he knew that socialism would not be perfect after the founding of the country, for fear of being arrested and squatting.

I didn't expect to work hard for so many days.

Life is still working on him, a weak but edible little fox.

Tan Qing thought for a moment, left the door frame and ran to the small wooden bed, and patted Tanji's little **** twice: "Baby! Get up! Get your tail back!"

The little boy who was sleeping was awakened. He rubbed his eyes with Chubby's hand in a grieved way, and the tip of his tail behind him unconsciously rolled twice. He whispered ignorantly: "Rake, rake..."

Tan Qing pointed at Tanji's tail strictly: "Retract now."

The little brat raised his face helplessly, and looked at Tan Qing blankly.

Tan Qing took a deep breath, stretched out her hand to pull the dangling tail, and said with a heartfelt word: "Change this root back and disappear! Or we will be caught by humans, you know?"

Tan Jijichao baby pulled the tail back from Tan Qing's hand, and held it very seriously in the palm of his hand.

Tan Qing: "..."

The policeman standing outside knocked on the door again: "Sir, if you don't open the door again, we will come in directly."

"No no no no no no—"

In desperation, Tan Qing quickly pulled out two bellyband-style diapers from the bedside table, unskilledly put them on the little cub’s ass, and then touched the little pants and clothes on the sofa and put them on him. Intimidating Li lured, "Don't move around after going out, stay in my arms obediently, you know?"

Tan Jiji thought that Dad was going to take him out to get dressed, so he immediately patted his palms obediently, rubbing his head and staying still in Tan Qing's arms.

Tan Qing deliberately hugged Tanjiji's little **** in her arms, for fear of revealing the bulging part of her tail, and continued to warn: "You are not allowed to wag your tail. If someone finds it, your tail will be cut off!"

Talking about it, I don't know whether I understand it or not, his little nose sags and his face is full of tension.

In short.

Before the next knock on the door, Tan Qing opened the door holding Tanjiji.

Although the light in the corridor was dim, Tanjiji's alert action of sucking his little nose still successfully stunned the young policeman in front of him.

So the two policemen coincidentally looked at Tan Qing behind Tanji—

Then I discovered that the person holding the child looked even better.

The boy is still young after all. Even if he inherits the excellent traditions of his fathers, he will definitely be more handsome in the future, but he is still not childish yet.

And Tan Qing poked her head from behind Tanjiji, and all her face that was too delicate was exposed.

He blinked his long and curvy eyelashes and denied Sanlian: "Two police uncles, I'm really not a human trafficker, you see, this is my cub...child, so much like me!"

indeed.

There is reason and evidence.

The two policemen looked at each other.

Such a good-looking child... it is indeed not like a child born to an ordinary family.

The voice of the police questioned a little softer: "Then you live here with your son? When did you move in?"

Tan Qing replied honestly: "Much ago half a year ago."

The police recorded it and asked, "What do you do now?"

Tan Qing was very sad: "Unemployed at home."

Policemen:"…"

The policeman standing on the left grabbed the other policeman beside him as if he was thinking of something, and pointed to Tanqing again: "I remember, are you called... what is the talk?"

Tan Qing's eyes lit up instantly, and he said hopefully, "Yes, yes, I used to be a star! Do you know me? I'm really not a trafficker!"

"I don't know, but my girlfriend likes you very much."

The policeman shook his head: "Your teammate."

Tan Qing: "..."

Ah.

Stupid humans.

The policeman said painstakingly: "I remember that you had a scandal with the family's He Mingyu who had a lot of business before? In fact, my girlfriend was right. Look, if you are like your teammate, your name is Ran, Ran, what... "

Tan Qing scratched her ears, and kindly reminded: "Ran Anluo."

"Yes, yes, you look at your teammates, he is very honest and dedicated. Although you look more friendly than your team, but this is a human..."

Fortunately, the policeman standing on the other side was pretty reliable and interrupted the terrible bowl of poisonous chicken soup: "That's how it is, Mr. Talking. Now that you have a child, what about your wife?"

Tan Qing opened her mouth and came: "I'm separated from him."

"Then she lives in..."

"He ran away with other wild men."

"Are it convenient for us to contact her?"

"He ran into the mountain with the wild man."

"..."

The two police officers corrected their attitude again: "Mr. Tan, we hope you can cooperate. Although you are a star, there is no evidence to prove that the child in your arms belongs to you."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing grinds her fangs, her gaze sweeps and sweeps the necks of the two in front of him, and finally takes a breath: "Okay, how can I prove that my cub...the child is mine."

The policeman asked: "Do you have the birth certificate of your child?"

Tan Qing shook his head blankly.

The policeman asked again: "Then is your child in your household register?"

Tan Qing: "No."

Police: "Then please move to our office. We need to determine whether the child is yours based on DNA testing."

Tan Qing: "..."

The police car is so dark, big, and fast.

Qing Qing was so scared.

Tan Qing sat in the back row holding Tanjiji, took out her cell phone and asked the two policemen in front: "Can I call my friend?"

The police turned around and said, "Of course, do celebrities like you like to call lawyers? However, there is a minor protection law in our country, and lawyers cannot interfere with the normal police handling of cases."

Tan Qing hummed twice, hesitated for a while on several calls in the address book, and chose one to make a call.

When receiving the call, Rong Shengzheng and He Mingyu were drinking in Qing.

A good brother has been here for almost 20 years. As soon as I met Rong Sheng, I could tell that He Mingyu was in a very bad mood today.

But it is.

When he is in a good mood, He Mingyu will not ask him out for a drink.

The phone was placed next to him. After seeing the caller on the screen, Rong Sheng subconsciously glanced at He Mingyu next to him.

He Mingyu was holding up a flat glass and drank the brown and golden liquor inside.

He pushed the glass to the bartender: "What am I doing?"

Rong Sheng smiled: "It's nothing, I'll answer the phone."

He Mingyu didn't lift his head, and took another glass of wine.

Rong Sheng walked a few steps outside and picked up the phone: "Tan Qing, what's the matter?"

Tan Qing whimpered on the other side of the phone: "That's how it is, anyway... I was arrested by the police..."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng hurriedly returned to his seat.

Before he could say goodbye to He Mingyu, he saw that he had taken his clothes from the back of the chair and waved his hand casually: "Let's go."

Rong Sheng was taken aback, and his words instantly changed to: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

He Mingyu's voice was dull, with an unwilling taste: "If you have something, go find someone."

Rong Sheng hurriedly said, "Then your driver..."

He Mingyu has already gone out.

Rong Sheng was speechless, and he picked up his coat from the back of his chair and put it on. He was about to lift his foot to leave, when his eyes suddenly stopped on the two glasses on the table.

The glass appeared clear under the light, and the banknotes He Mingyu left behind was pressed against the bottom of the cup.

Rong Sheng paused for two seconds, then turned around and asked the bartender: "Have you washed this glass before using it?"

The bartender has been working here for a long time, naturally knowing the identities of the two guests, and hurriedly said: "Zong Rong, you are not a joke, we are here? Not only washed, but also disinfected several times."

Rong Sheng stretched out his hand and took the cup that was farther away from him, and curled his lips: "I really like your cup. I want to use it as a mold. How much is it?"

The author has something to say: Little theater, author bacteria: Where is your father?

Talk about it: Hey, which one of my rake do you ask?

Author bacteria:? ? ?

Talk about it: I have a sort order for them, which one buys me the most delicious and toys, which is the number one rake!

He Mingyu: ...Forget it, my heart hurts.