Vicious Male Match Raising Cubs Online

With limited resources in the police station, Tan Qing obviously can't take Tanji to eat and drink here all night.

Especially after Rong Sheng came to pay the bail, the police uncles were obviously more inclined to let Rong Sheng take the big and the young back quickly, and come back tomorrow morning to get the test results.

Under the kind eyes of the police caring for the flowers of the motherland, Tan Qing was really embarrassed to continue carrying the nape of the little boy.

So he adjusted his posture, and awkwardly stuffed Talking into his arms.

Just before going to the inspection room of the police station, Tan Qing deliberately carried the babe to the bathroom.

Feeling through the fabric, he pulled down the crotch pants again.

I don't know if it was because of nervousness and fear in an unfamiliar environment, that little tail, which had just been born not long ago, retracted back and disappeared.

very good.

Tan Qing patted Tanji's slick little butt, and took him to the laboratory to draw blood without worry.

Perhaps it is better to be held in this position than to be carried on the nape of the neck. The little boy is very dishonest in Tan Qing's arms, arching left and right.

Finally, Tan Qing was annoyed, and pointed at Tanji's nose and threatened: "If you move around again, I'll beat you up!"

Uncle Police: "..."

Rong Shengsheng was afraid that Tan Qing would say a few more words and would be listened to by someone who wanted to make a fuss. He stretched out his hand to take Tan Jiji from Tan Qing's arms: "Come on. Get in the car, I'll hug him."

Tan Qing disliked Tanjiji's chubby hug, touched her **** again to make sure that the tail had been retracted, and then put the cub into Rong Sheng's arms without any burden, and gave a crooked smile by the way: "President Rong It's hard work, **** it."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng wanted to kick Tanqing, but found that he had already rolled into the car with ease.

Unlike He Mingyu's low-key luxury car, the car Rong Sheng bought was very expensive at first glance.

It is in line with Tan Qing's dirty aesthetic characteristics.

The driver drove in the driver's seat.

Tan Qing sat in the back row and sniffed, turned her head and said to Rong Sheng, who was sitting next to him: "Wow Sai Rong, I can smell at least seven or eight different perfumes from your car."

Rong Sheng took off his suit jacket and put it on Tanji, and then touched the child's little nose with interest: "Tan Qing, are you a dog nose?"

Tan Qing sneezed and reached out to touch the button: "No, the smell of perfume is so choking, I'll open some windows."

Rong Sheng grabbed Tan Qing's hand and pressed it back: "Don't open the window, your son is asleep. The cool breeze is not good."

Tan Jiji made a small snore in response to the occasion.

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing had to sneeze in a row, desperately accusing Rong Sheng: "You are a big carrot, how many women have you ever been in your car?"

Rong Sheng felt that he was also innocent. He pointed to the air purifier in the car: "Why, you are the first one to ride in my car and say that there is such a heavy perfume smell."

Tan Qing was very depressed and missed He Mingyu's broken car for a while.

Although it looks like Santana, the smell in the car is very clean.

There is no smell of tobacco or alcohol, and no messy perfume smell.

Instead, there is a light sandalwood fragrance.

It is like the early morning pine forest with snow behind the old mountain where he once cultivated.

The distance between the police station and the bungalow where Tan Qing now lives is not far away.

After the driver stopped the car, Rong Sheng first got out of the car holding Tanji, and then quickly showed a complicated expression incomprehensibly: "Tan Qing, do you live here now?"

Tan Qing nodded: "Yes, the paparazzi can't find it here, but it's cool, so happy."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Indeed, the paparazzi can't find it here.

Because no one would have imagined that an idol that had once exploded with traffic would move to such a place.

Although more celebrities are dead, it does not mean that they have no money. Even if they have completely faded out of the public's sight, they still enjoy the life of a human being.

And Tan Qing seems to be really out of money.

Rong Sheng turned around subconsciously and glanced at Tan Qing who had gotten out of the car.

The face once obsessed by countless fans is still young, with a vivid expression, and a smile—

There is a more indescribable allure than before.

Is it because...has had a baby?

Although this is a very absurd idea.

But at this moment, Rong Sheng suddenly felt that perhaps he should believe what Tan Qing told him.

So.

Does the child in his arms really belong to Tan Qing and He Mingyu?

Rong Sheng always knew that there was blood flowing in his body that was similar to that of his father.

Men have similar inferiority, seek challenges, love the new and dislike the old.

Two children of the same sex.

Full of taboo and unspeakable excitement.

Tan Qing had walked to Rong Sheng's side and squinted sleepily, "Thank you for sending me and the **** back. We are going back."

The soft talk calmly rolled into Tan Qing's arms in Rong Sheng's arms, and woke up again after the unceremonious meal of his little dad.

The boy who had been tossed all night had wet eyes, as if he was about to cry.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and saw Rong Sheng standing in front of him at a glance.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and he shouted softly, "Rake, rake!"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Tan Qing: "..."

The atmosphere was very embarrassing for a moment.

Tan Qing lifted Tan Chi up from her arm, and carefully educates: "Stupid boy, I am your father!"

The cub who had been bullied many times blew a snot bubble, and stubbornly crawled out of Tan Qing's arms, and opened his lotus root-like arms to Rong Sheng who stood by: "Rake, rake, rake!"

Rong Sheng grinned, and reached out his hand to take Tan Jiji from Tan Qing easily, and coaxed: "Call again, buy you a model airplane."

Talking about it, 80% of them did not understand what a model airplane is, but children can always feel the mood of an adult.

Seeing that his handsome uncle was happy holding him, he curled his mouth and shouted in face: "Rake, rake!"

Rong Sheng scented a fragrance on the smooth and clean forehead of the little boy, and immediately took out the phone and dialed his special assistant: "Elena, tomorrow you will buy a set of toys suitable for children under half a year old from the toy city. , Buy the safest and the best quality. I will send you the address in a moment."

Tan Qing: "???"

Rong Sheng turned off the phone and went to Tanjiji for encouragement: "How about baby, how is rake good for you?"

Tan Jiji immediately kissed Rong Sheng.

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing was very angry and blocked Rong Sheng from holding Tanjiji's path forward, earnestly striving for reason: "You guys all have gifts, what about mine?"

He was standing in the direction of his back to the street lamp, and the old and gloomy light of the shantytown was scattered in the twinkling eyes, looking vivid and charming.

Rong Sheng freed up a hand and nodded his side face: "Qingqing, your son got a reward for kissing me, how about you?"

Tan Qing pondered for a moment, then rolled her eyes: "Then, give you 600,000 for me after one kiss?"

Rong Sheng walked past Tan Qing, shook his head and said, "My dear, a kiss is too valuable for you. It is more expensive than the queens in the circle."

Tan Qing turned her head, her attention was immediately diverted: "Hey, the queen has kissed you too? She is so beautiful, I like her so much. Have you ever been in bed? What does she taste like? Is it delicious? I envy you."

Rong Sheng: "..."

The atmosphere that was finally cultivated wilted again.

Rong Sheng found that in Tan Qing's view of feelings, there seemed to be no embarrassment between his predecessor and the current one, and he could even say things like going to bed that should be extremely private.

And it's normal and taken for granted, it's like mentioning the necessities of life.

Rong Sheng sighed, vowing at this moment that he would never mention any woman to Tan Qing after he was killed.

He took a few steps forward with Tanjiji, and asked casually, "By the way, with He Mingyu's old-fashioned temperament, he should make up for the full moon wine for the child. Is the time set?"

Tan Qing followed Rong Sheng's **** and sighed, "Maybe there is no full moon wine..."

Rong Sheng stopped: "What's the matter?"

Tan Qing smashed his mouth: "He said that he detected that the **** was not his own."

Rong Sheng was stunned.

Before I could speak, I heard Tanqing's high-spirited decision behind him: "So I decided to find a rich woman and stepmother for the brat!"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Tan Qing continued to add in a low voice: "Forget it, stepdad will do."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng turned around and asked seriously: "Tan Qing, you really don't want He Mingyu to be the father of the child?"

Tan Qing was crying and she broke her fingers and settled accounts with Rong Sheng: "Of course I do! You see first, He Mingyu is as stupid as the little boy, and he still has money. It's good to the boy, give it back to drink. Imported milk powder."

"But it won't work."

Tan Qing curled her lips and said sadly, "Although he sent the free shipping back and forth, he still returned the goods, huh."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng said tentatively: "You give your child a name Tanjiji?"

Tan Qing raised her face and looked back vigilantly: "What's the matter?"

Rong Sheng said solemnly: "...No, I just think He Mingyu is willing to take the child back with this name. He should really like it."

Tan Qing: "Oh!"

The two walked all the way to the entrance of the alley.

Rong Sheng took off his coat and wrapped it around the child, and put the sleeping chatter back into Tan Qing's arms: "By the way, I have found a job for you. I should be able to start work in a few days. This work should be able to make a lot of money."

Can make money.

money!

Tan Qing widened her eyes with expectation: "Well, what's your life?"

Rong Sheng said: "A web drama, the production is not bad, the actors will be announced tomorrow, when the official expo will @you, you pay attention to reply."

Tan Qing: "Oh..."

Rong Sheng thought for a while: "I asked Xia Jing this afternoon. Ran Anluo on her side has been busy recently and may not be able to take care of you. I will send you an agent."

Tan Qing said obediently: "Yeah."

Rong Sheng hesitated to say something but stopped: "Then... gone?"

Tan Qing said goodbye sincerely: "Oh, bye."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Not only lazy, but also can't learn the unspoken rules of the circle at all.

I don't know how to ask someone to go up and sit down.

Really...

Not saved.

Rong Sheng sat in the car again.

The driver in the front row asked him, "Mr. Rong, are you going home now?"

Rong Sheng glanced at the few hairs in his palms: "Don't go back yet, take me to the hospital."

Tan Qing, who walked home alone, couldn't make up for the small nine-nine-nine in Rong Sheng's heart as the old dough stick of the entertainment company.

As a person who can immediately regain a formal job, the former little prince of the stall and the former fox ancestor, his mood at this time is full of excitement.

He walked to the door of his small bungalow in a very happy embrace.

Then it was discovered that a black Santana was parked in front of the bare bungalow.

Santana...

Oh, it doesn't seem to be Santana.

In the Phaeton sat only He Mingyu, whose face was the same black as the car shell.

The author has something to say: Little Theater, Rong Sheng: Brother Dei, your son is awesome!

He Mingyu:?

Rong Sheng: Your wife is great too!

He Mingyu: Stop talking, draw a knife:)

Tan Qingqing: Cub, you sit and wait a while, when he is finished, let's go find a rich woman together =v=