Vicious Male Match Raising Cubs Online

He Mingyu did not answer immediately.

The background on his phone was very noisy, the chaotic footsteps and the continuous crying mixed together, it was very noisy.

After a long while.

He Mingyu's answer finally came from the other side of the microphone.

The voice still looked very cold, and slowly said, "It's okay, don't always watch low-level and interesting cartoons with your little lovers, which will affect your IQ."

Rong Sheng: "Fuck your uncle!"

He Mingyu was expressionless: "My uncle just lay in the crystal coffin."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng was so angry that he found Tan Qing from the chat software, clicked on the dialog box and sent a series of exclamation marks.

Then type: "If He Mingyu refuses to talk, you will take him to be my son!"

Tan Qing seemed to be playing on the phone too, and the screen immediately showed that the other party was typing.

After a few seconds.

Tan Qing replied with a message: "#藍親##貽親##貽親# is this to let me and Tan Jiji be your son?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng laughed angrily.

I don't know what he was thinking at that moment. With a twitch of his mind, a message was sent out before he could react.

"I am willing to be your son as a cheap father, don't you want to sell yourself to pay off the debt?"

The first second just sent out.

Rong Sheng regretted it.

He placed his hand on the withdrawal almost the first moment it was sent out.

With a single finger, the message was withdrawn.

That's really scary.

Obviously, I can't remember how many beds I rolled, I have never been so persuaded.

Rong Sheng pinched the cigarette out, and re-entered the content to Tan Qing: "Forget it, I don't want your son who is so difficult to feed. I read the script carefully and fell asleep."

Tan Qing: "..."

After Tan Qing bent down and labored to pick up the chat that had just rolled down from the floor, this message was displayed on the phone screen.

What does this mean? Is it because you want to talk and don't want him?

Just because he has grown up, can't he be a son for a rich woman?

How can this be?

heartbroken.

With a broken glass heart, Tan Qing leaned against the head of the bed wounded, took the little boy into his arms from the pillow beside him, and then shook the nine fluffy and furry tails away.

At first, I was so boring to teach the little boy to divide the tail into three, and then weave twists to play.

The little boy lay softly on Tan Qing's belly, looking enviously at the nine big white tails in front of him, very happy.

Tan Qing skillfully weaved the nine tails into three twisted tails, and then began to flick and play with the tip of the tail like a cat's stick.

Tanji tried very hard to reach out Xiao Pang's hand to reach Dad's beautiful big tail, but after enough for a long time, he was almost fainted by the big tail and he was unsuccessful.

The **** sniffed very aggrievedly, turned his head and looked at his chubby bare ass.

After thinking hard for a long time, a soft tail finally came out shyly between the two buttocks.

Tanjiji immediately grinned happily and applauded himself.

Then, he carefully lifted his tail with his two small hands, and then pulled it from behind his hips to the front.

He looked at his tail, then raised his head, and looked at Tan Qing's tail.

The nine big tails are rich, slippery and beautiful.

Little tail…

Woo.

In a second, golden beans appeared in Tanjiji's big watery eyes.

By the way, Tan Qing, who was holding the bastard, had two small tails with a very cheap hand.

Not only did he swallow a few soft little fox hairs, he also objectively commented: "How come there is only one tail? It's so ugly, and it's shed hair, alas!"

Tanjiji The golden beans in his big eyes crackled and fell down.

"Wow wow wow wow-"

Tan Qing: "..."

Fortunately, the soundproofing effect of He Mingyu's house looks good, so this time only Tan Qing is the only one to bear the magic sound of the little boy.

Tan Qing was so noisy that the hair on her tail exploded. She touched the little cub's tail in desperation: "Don't cry, don't cry, look, although you only have one tail, but you look at you No human beings around have a tail! You are much better than them."

"Woo...oooo, hiccups..."

The little boy cried out of breath, and the pillow was almost wet with tears.

While crying, he looked around.

After discovering that there was no one in the entire space except Tan Qing, he was immediately sad.

So Tanjiji was pulling his neck and wailing, while he was weak, pitiful and helpless, raking with his tender voice.

"Rake rake, oooooo... rake rake..."

Tan Qing: "..."

Forget it, cry.

I fell asleep when I was tired.

Tan Qing finally gave up the treatment, and the big soft and fluffy tail was used as a pillow to cushion under her ass.

Then he took out his mobile phone, ready to start playing his favorite game, Online Fighting Landlord.

Before the start, Tan Qing glanced at the little **** casually.

Then suddenly discovered.

Two very sharp ears appeared on the top of talking little head at some point.

The ears are soft light red, and the back of the ears is a layer of fluffy white hair.

The cochlea is forward with a lovely curve.

It doesn't look like a human ear at all.

It may be because the little owner of the fox ears was crying too fiercely.

The little ears that were supposed to be straight up slumped down at this moment, and flickered as they talked and sobbed.

There is a small gap on the tips of both ears, like an inverted triangle that has been bitten.

It was exactly the same as Tan Qing who showed her ears.

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing disliked the small gap in his ears the least, so he basically never exposed his ears.

Although when he was a cub, his parents told him that it was a peculiar nine-tailed fox.

But after the parents left.

Between heaven and earth, there is no second nine-tailed fox.

Tan Qing took the little cub back again, rubbed Tanji’s two pointed ears sadly, and said very worriedly: "Oh, it was ugly at first, but also inherited a small ear. It may be the ugliest among the foxes. The cub."

So ugly.

How can I lie to my wife in the future...

My father, Tan Qing, was deeply worried.

Talking happily crying happily, she didn't even know that she cried out her little ears, but since the boy was born, it is rare to have such experience of being hugged by Tan Qing actively.

So the well-behaved cub nest choked in Tan Qing's arms for a while, and fell asleep peacefully.

About half an hour.

After the intense chattering mood subsided, the little ears on the top of the head and the tail behind the buttocks also slowly retracted, turning into an ordinary kid.

Tan Qing took a deep breath, tucked the cub back into the bed, and got out of the bed yawning.

In order to adapt to the life of a normal society, the great demon who has become a spirit often guarantees that he and human beings have exactly the same form.

But when the emotions are intense, once you can't control it, there is still the danger of revealing the original shape.

In other words, part of the prototype is revealed.

Angry, crying, too excited...

Tan Qing sat in the bathroom, looking at her little bird and thinking about it.

I don’t know if it’s dangerous to do weird things like humans.

What if you can't control it, show your tail or ears, and get caught?

Tan Qing finished thinking and nodded seriously.

That's right, in the future, you still have to carefully choose the object of shame.

Tan Qing, who put on his pants and came out of the bathroom, dressed in the living room, looked at the huge sum of 1.5 million that he had slaughtered in his mobile bank today, and decided to go out and splurge on this beautiful night.

The first place is of course the wine that was disturbed by Rong Sheng before.

Tan Qing armed herself with spectacles, hats and big masks, and went down to the ATM with a strange look at the bank security and took a large pile of red Mao Grandpa from the ATM.

He put the money in his pocket, got off the bus in the dark, and walked happily into the road that the uncle driver had pointed him.

Although this alley leads to the busiest wine street, there are no lights inside, and the road is not smooth, and even shared bicycles cannot be used to ride in.

If it were not for shortcuts, almost no one would go.

Tan Qing's recalled the wine list that he ordered last time in his mind, thinking about which type of wine to order after going in for a long time.

When he was thinking seriously, a person next to him suddenly rubbed his shoulder and ran over.

Immediately afterwards, Tan Qing immediately felt that the pocket with the money loosened.

"Damn! Little thief!"

Tan Qing's slender legs moved away and chased after the money was stolen in the first second.

He was so fast that he was about to catch the stupid thief in just a few steps.

However, at the entrance of the alley, several people in black suits seemed to have been waiting there for a long time, and they were alive to stop the thief under Tan Qing's eyelids.

Covering his mouth, he restrained the thief's waist one by one, and took it into the biggest wine on the street.

It was the one that Tan Qing visited last time.

Tan Qing: "..."

His position was just backlit, and the few bodyguards who had just caught people didn't notice that there were people in the alley at all.

One and a half million instantly became 1.49 million.

Tan Qing, who has lost money, can be said to be super angry.

He lifted his foot and followed those people into the wine very quickly.

The lanterns and crowds in the wine are still as lively as last time.

Tan Qing kept a certain distance from those people to the second floor.

When I was about to climb the third floor, I was stopped by the security guard at the stairway: "Sorry, sir, the third floor is our VIP area. You need a VIP card to enter."

Tan Qing watched eagerly as her money disappeared after a turn, and her eyes were red in anxious manner: "But the person who was brought up just robbed me of my money!"

The security guard firmly blocked the entrance: "Sir, we didn't see anyone going up just now."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing turned around two times anxiously, and suddenly thought: "Is He Mingyu a member of yours? Can I use his card to get in?"

The guard said: "Please show your card."

Wow.

Looking at this response, He Mingyu is indeed a VIP member here.

It looks cold and difficult to talk, so I don't want to come here to soak in wine!

The most important thing is not to bring him.

Tan Qing was not very happy, and pretended to put up her airs: "I have a relationship with him...cough cough, you know? I originally wanted to use his card to play with him when I went out today, but ended up in a hurry. I forgot. How about you give him a call?"

Doing business these days shouldn't be too rigid, especially when the other party reported Mr. He's name.

The security guard thought for a moment, and was polite to Tan Qing: "Please tell me Mr. He's mobile phone number so that we can confirm it."

Tan Qing read the number very smoothly.

Several security guards glanced at each other: "Wait a moment."

Today happened to be the first three of Old Lady He.

According to the custom of J City, the first three and seven of them must be done in a big way.

The guests in the State Guest Room came and went to mourn. He Mingyu's great-great-grandson was kneeling in the center, too busy to spare any time.

then.

Lin Yu, holding He Mingyu’s mobile phone, had to pick up this harassing call during his busy work: “Hello, I am Mr. He Mingyu’s special assistant. Now it is not convenient for him to answer the phone. Important things can be conveyed through me.”

Even if it’s not He Mingyu himself, the security guard’s voice is still very respectful: "Excuse me, there is a gentleman here who wants to use Mr. He’s VIP card. I wonder if you can ask Mr. He for help?"

"VIP card?"

Lin Yu was so dizzy with the company's documents that he was stunned for a few seconds before saying, "Which one, what's his name?"

The security guard who called took a look at Tan Qing: "The last name is Tan, the name is Tan Qing."

Lin Yu was taken aback, and instantly warned for her boss: "Is he alone? Isn't he with other men or women by his side?"

The security guard said: "Yes, sir."

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I know, let him use it. I'll wait to tell Mr. He, he will definitely agree."

The security guard got the order, and Chao Tanqing bowed neatly: "Please."

Tan Qing wrote all over his face: "You are polite, you are polite."

It's nice to have money.

Tan Qing became more determined to catch back the money taken by the smelly thief.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the first and second floors, the third floor of this restaurant is rather quiet.

The dark blue carpet covers the entire corridor tightly, and the thick sound-proof wall divides the space upstairs into independent private rooms.

Tan Qing only glanced in the corridor and immediately confirmed the whereabouts of her money.

Because the two black suits that had just taken him 10,000 yuan were standing not far away.

Tan Qing ran all the way and stood in front of the door of the private room held by the two people. Before he could reach out and knock on the door, he was stopped.

"What are you doing?"

Unlike the security guards guarding the entrance on the third floor, the force values ​​of these two in black suits are obviously much higher.

But what does it matter?

Tan Qing tilted her head very obediently and smiled. She stretched out her slender finger and pointed at the inside of the door: "I'm looking for the person you just brought in."

The expression in the black suit suddenly became fierce: "Look for him? Are you here to give him money?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing raised her face and said sincerely: "I'm here to ask him for money."

Black suit: "..."

The door of the private room was pushed open from inside.

The person pushing the door frowned and looked at Tan Qing: "Who is he?"

The black suit bowed his head and saluted: "I don't know yet. However, he said he came to look for a snakehead."

"Looking for a snake head?"

The man curled his mouth inwardly, "Come in."

Tan Qing immediately followed, and said politely: "Thanks."

The private room door behind him closed.

The person who walked in with Tan Qing stood still in front of him, then moved a step to the left, letting out the sight in front of Tan Qing unobstructed, and then turned his head: "You are welcome."

From the gap he made way.

Tan Qing saw the man who had just stole his money in the alley.

The man looks in his thirties with mediocre features.

At this time, soft-footed prawns were paralyzed on the ground, with his right hand hanging down, a pool of blood ticking along the fingertips on the floor.

Tan Qing leaned forward curiously, looked left and right, and said with great concern: "Wow, brother, how are you?"

The man trembled like chaff, probably because he saw that Tanqing was young and harmless, and he was crying and was about to hug Tanqing's thigh: "Help me! Help me! Please, I don't want to die—!"

Tan Qing took a step back cleverly, rubbed her hands, and said distressedly and shyly: "Oh...I want to say, if your hands can still move, I don't have to do it myself to put the money in your back pants pocket. Pulled it out."

So the new Grandpa Mao, at first glance, he just took it from the bank!

man:"…"

"Puff—"

A low laugh came from a sofa in the back of the room, "Turn on the light and let me see whose money this kid owes besides the money I owe."

The originally dim room was illuminated by sudden lights.

Tan Qing reluctantly turned his gaze away from her banknotes, and found that apart from the dozen or so black suits standing in the room and the man who had just brought him in.

There is still a person sitting on that sofa.

When Tan Qing looked over, she was facing the person's gaze.

The moment the eyes met.

He heard the man’s smiling voice: "Look at what I found? An oriental beauty."

Tan Qing: "..."

Only then did Tan Qing look at the opposite person carefully and patiently.

Black hair, pale skin, dark green eyes.

Not my race.

He is a barbarian.

As a patriotic fox who has practiced in Laoshan for many, many years, Tan Qing doesn't like foreigners very much.

He withdrew his gaze lacking interest, and focused on his own money in the pocket of the man on the ground.

The person sitting on the sofa seemed to have never experienced this kind of ignorance. After waiting for a few seconds, he stood up and walked to Tan Qing's side and asked diligently, "Beauty, are you here to find a snakehead?"

The foreigner's Chinese doesn't seem to be very good, and he always has a strong taste.

Tan Qing frowned in disgust, and stretched out his hand to gesture to the trouser pocket of the snake head: "Ten seconds before being robbed by yours, he robbed me of 10,000 yuan."

"Ooohshit! How dare you steal money from such a beautiful oriental beauty!"

The man himself bent down, took the money out of the back pocket of the snake head, and counted one by one in front of Tan Qing, "I'm so sorry, please accept my most sincere apology."

Tan Qing: "..."

Are Fanbang barbarians so strange?

But in the face of money, Tan Qing still took the money: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, my beauty."

The man opened a baby face, especially harmless when he laughed.

He said half politely to Tanqing, very politely, "My name is Jane Bohr, my father is from Munich, Germany, and my mother is Chinese. The Chinese name follows my mother's surname, and you can call me Yan Jianbai."

Tan Qing did not fluctuate: "Oh."

Yan Jianbai's baby face smiled more brilliantly. It seemed that the **** scene in this room had nothing to do with him: "Beauty, can I take the liberty to ask your name?"

Tan Qing said blankly: "My name is Liu Dazhuang."

Yan Jianbai's smile remained the same, and the two pointed little tiger teeth looked very cute: "Then, do you need me to take you home?"

Tan Qing also returned a bright smile: "No, thank you for returning my money to me."

He packed his 10,000 pieces close, and waved towards Yan Jianbai, "I'm leaving, bye."

Yan Jianbai also waved his hand, looking extremely reluctant: "Goodbye, Oriental beauty."

Seeing that Tan Qing's figure was about to disappear at the door.

There was a trace of anxiety on the face of the person standing next to Yan Jianbai: "Master! He saw us using the knife! Would you like me..."

"No hurries?"

Yan Jianbai picked up the white wine on the table and sipped slowly, "Don't scare my beauties."

"...Then we now..."

Yan Jianbai drank the wine in one sigh, and sighed with satisfaction: "Go and check whose card my beauty used to come in."

"I see. Master, that snakehead..."

Yan Jianbai looked at the man on the ground who was so scared that he had urinated his pants with disgust, "Let's spare his life for the sake of the beauty. Cut off his tongue and throw it away to feed the dog."

"Yes! Master!"

The wine in the night slowly calmed down, and a car quietly drove away from the door behind the drink.

The crowd in the He family's ancestral house is still surging, and the mourning and the admiration of the readers are endless.

He Mingyu took time out with great difficulty, got into the car, took a sip of coffee from Lin Yu.

He closed his eyes and rested for a while: "Is there something urgent?"

Lin Yu said, "Don't worry, boss, everything is normal at work."

He Mingyu let out an "um" and opened his eyes after a while and said, "After get off work today, you go to Shengjing Entertainment."

Lin Yu was stunned: "Shengjing Entertainment?"

He Mingyu nodded: "Go to Rong Sheng. Just say, I'll send you to get it..."

"That jar of honey."

Lin Yu: "..."

Although he doesn't know what kind of style his boss smokes, he still respectfully writes it down: "Okay, I'll go later."

Lin Yu paused, and suddenly seemed to think of something: "By the way, boss, there is one more thing today!"

He Mingyu rubbed his eyebrows: "Say."

Lin Yu said, "When you were in the State Guest Room tonight, I called and said that Tan Qing wanted to use one of your VIP cards."

He Mingyu nodded casually: "It doesn't matter, just use it."

Lin Yu was a little nervous: "But I just checked the usage of your VIP card...None of the other cards have been used, only one wine card has a usage record."

"I checked the card information specifically, it is a VIP private room card exclusively on the third floor."

Lin Yu's tone became weaker and weaker: "That wine is Yan Jianbai's, you know him. There may be a little mess inside..."

The author has something to say: Little theater, author fungus: Finally enough mahjong table!

Draw.

Yan Jianbai: Three. He, where is your secretary? He is the starting point of the fate between me and my beauty.

He Mingyu: Four barrels. I have gone back to my hometown to farm.

Rong Sheng: Touch. Can I meet Qingqing for dinner?

Ji Yanxiu: Two cakes. What else are you talking about?

He Mingyu: Gang, one to talk.

Rong Sheng: ...I can't afford it.

Yan Jianbai: ...I can't afford it.

Ji Yanxiu:...