Vicious Male Match Raising Cubs Online

He Mingyu was so angry at Tan Qing's words that his pressure was low.

He held the limp child in his arms, took a step forward, and asked, "It's so late, do you want to go out?"

Tan Qing turned her head suspiciously: "Hey, I'm out to set up a street stall to make money, and I'm not out to climb a wall to steal people, why are you so angry?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu quickly denied: "Don't think about it, I'm not angry."

Tan Qing obediently said "Oh", and ran to the kitchen with her feet on her feet as if she had remembered something.

After returning, Zhaohe Mingyu with a smile folded his palms together, and said diligently, "That, Mr. He... I drank the last bite of the baby milk powder this morning. Will you make some new purchases for him in a while?"

He Mingyu tried his best to endure, but still couldn't hold back: "Why do you even grab the baby's milk powder?"

Tan Qing's pink tongue stretched out and licked her lips, trying to defend herself: "I bought it with money anyway, what happened to a sip..."

He Mingyu: "..."

The thin and weak chubby fingers stretched out from the colorful quilt, and they dangled aimlessly.

After shaking for a long time, he finally found He Mingyu's tail finger and hooked it happily.

He Mingyu lowered his head to look, and happened to meet the squirming eyes of the child.

Look at each other for a moment.

Tanji decisively blew a snot bubble, and squishy opened his mouth and shouted: "Rake, rake."

He Mingyu was stunned for a while, couldn't help but look at the child living in the quilt a few more times.

Big eyes, small mouth, indescribably smart and cute.

He Mingyu's mood improved a lot in an instant. He turned around and asked the person next to him: "He can talk at such a young age?"

Tan Qing rummaged up and down, and threw the small night light dedicated to the night market into the bag: "There are these two sounds. Grandma Li said that this is not talking, but the child is practicing vocalization."

After speaking, Tan Qing shook her head and said in disgust, "Hey, He Mingyu, were you stupid when you were a kid?"

He Mingyu has never carried this kind of shame in his 28 years of life. He wrinkled his eyebrows and said: "I graduated from elementary school to an MBA in the United States, and I have never ranked in the top three."

Tan Qing's expression was full of doubts, and finally he reluctantly said: "Okay..."

Probably this is human.

Different races cannot always ask for too much.

Tan Qing comforted herself quickly and waved goodbye to He Mingyu: "Since Mr. He is so good, he will definitely be able to take care of his children. I will go to the night market."

He Mingyu didn't expect Tan Qing to go out to set up a street stall after a conversation.

He calmly said: "The child is so young, is it appropriate for you to leave him alone at home?"

Tan Qing said dumbfounded: "Aren't you going to take Tanji back with you?"

He Mingyu silently tolerated the child's name, and said with a solemn face: "Tan Qing, how can I explain to others when I suddenly took a child back home? And if it is my child, I must go through the household registration transfer and make up for the full moon banquet. It takes time."

Tan Qing raised her face more and more blankly, a beautiful face that looked innocent and simple under the dim light.

Then he asked: "What is, transfer account?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu's heart sank again, and he found that he could already ask rationally: "After the child was born, have you taken him to the police station?"

Tan Qing shook her head very honestly.

He Mingyu paused for a long time, and once again calmly accepted the fact that Tanjiji was still a black house.

He hugged the soft and glutinous child in his arms and said to Tan Qing: "Tell... the child is not familiar with me. It would be very irresponsible for you to leave him alone like this."

Probably because He Mingyu's expression was too serious, Tan Qing made a rare reflection on herself.

Then he raised his face and compromised unwillingly: "Then I will put the chat in my bag, and I will send it to you another day."

Before He Mingyu had time to object, he saw Tan Qing trotting pacing over, reaching out and moving the child from his arm.

Immediately after—

Skillfully grasped the nape of the chattering neck.

The weak, helpless and unable to resist the child posed with white tender arms like a tortoise. After a long time, he probably found that he could not break free, so he curled his mouth very aggrievedly.

It looked like he was about to cry.

Tan Qing tilted her head and glanced at the little brat, and skillfully threatened: "If you dare to cry, I will throw you into the back mountain and feed the bear spirit!"

The cowardly boy was so scared that his eyes widened, he stared at Tan Qing grievously for a while, then buried his head and burped.

He Mingyu stood aside and saw this scene.

Unbearable, when Tan Qing was about to continue to scare Tanji, he reached out and hugged him back: "The kid is so small, why do you always bully him?"

Tan Qing is righteous and confident, sincerely: "No, if you don't believe me, ask Tanjiji, how can I bully him?"

He Mingyu looked down at the child in his arms.

Talking is like a little tortoise that has only turned his face, bent his mouth with no teeth, and smiled happily at him.

Tan Qing leaned over, swiftly squeezing a thin strand of hair from the top of the little boy's head.

Then he raised the hair strand in front of He Mingyu, blinked his eyes and said, "Here, I will give you a token of love, and I will send you a paternity test."

He Mingyu sighed deeply: "Can't you wait for the child to fall asleep? Almost cried again."

Tan Qing was obviously very dissatisfied with the crying ghost. She tiptoed to see and asked as she watched, "How come you can cry so much, is it really a boy?"

This person has always owed his hand, and when he reached out, he was going to pick up the little cloth on the cub's ass.

He Mingyu held his wrist before he even touched it.

He Mingyu's palm is broad and powerful, but Tan Qing's body temperature appears slightly cold.

The too intimate touch made Tan Qing stunned for a moment, and then looked up at He Mingyu curiously.

He Mingyu looked away and let go of Tan Qing's hand: "People who have given birth to children, why are they so noisy."

Tan Qing didn't realize that there was a kind of vague ambiguity in this sentence.

He took out a second-hand copycat and looked at the time: "It won't work, I really want to leave. I won't have a good place if I go too late!"

He Mingyu finally deeply confirmed that he and the child together are not as important as Tanqing's career to make money.

He looked at the little fleshy hand in his arms, reluctantly glanced at Tan Qing's child, and could only say: "Okay, I'll take you there."

Tan Jiji was held in his arms by He Mingyu, and he reached out to play with the fluffy ball of wool on Tanqing's clothes. The whole cub was filled with joy.

The eldest bodyguard, Hou, was at the door. Seeing He Mingyu and Tan Qing came out again, he hurriedly helped them open the door.

He Mingyu put Tanji on the seat first, then watched Tan Qing sit down, and finally went up by himself.

The car moved slowly.

He Mingyu rubbed his eyebrows, and said to the bodyguard and driver in the front row: "Tomorrow, I will get a child seat on the back seat and choose the best quality."

"I know the boss."

The eldest bodyguard saw in the rearview mirror the child looking softly left and right, and he was winking and praised, "Boss, this child is so cute and looks smart!"

He Mingyu raised his handsome eyebrows, but said calmly, "Yes."

The bodyguard successfully flattered: "Are you going home with Mr. Tan?"

Tan Qing shook his head: "Turn left in front of you. There is a small market. Just stop there."

Seeing that the big boss didn't mean to refute, the bodyguard turned obediently.

The roads in the suburban urban-rural fringe are in disrepair for a long time, even if a luxury car drives up, it is bumpy.

The young man was so dizzy that he was about to hit the glass of the car and was hugged back by He Mingyu.

He Mingyu let the child sit on his lap, then turned to look at Tan Qing.

Tan Qing dropped her head slightly, and her hair that had not been trimmed for too long was pulled down to cover her smooth forehead.

Even though the car was dangling, it still kept a standing sleeping position.

He Mingyu suddenly remembered that he had glanced at Tan Qing's information before.

Even if she had given birth to a child, she was only in her twenties.

Even in the entertainment industry, it is the best age.

The car crashed again.

Tan Qing's thin body was finally attracted by inertia and ran into the car door.

He Mingyu quickly pulled Tan Qing back with his other hand.

Then hold the small one in one hand and the big one in the other.

The big sleeper didn't raise his head, and didn't see his goodness in the slightest.

The little one is nice and cute, and always smiles stupidly when he looks at him.

Although it is late winter, the night market is still brightly lit.

The driver stopped the car, turned around and said softly, "Boss, you can't drive in, you can only stop here."

He Mingyu nodded.

Just about to call Tan Qing, the bodyguard's cell phone rang first.

Tan Qing was so frightened that she shrank, and turned her head in a daze, still a little dazed in her eyes.

He Mingyu didn't know how to soften his heart.

He reached out and drew back Tan Qing's fallen hair: "Since I'm so sleepy, why don't I let the driver just drive back to sleep."

"No way, no way!"

Tan Qing slowly woke up from sleep, rubbing her eyes and said, "I want to make money, and only with money can I have the next spring."

He Mingyu: "..."

The bodyguard rushed in before He Mingyu's black face shudderingly: "Boss, there is a call from Mr. Ran Anluo, saying that Assistant Lin asked him to pick it up."

He Mingyu's look is really not pretty.

As soon as he reached out to pick up the phone, Tan Qing, who was sitting next to him, opened the car door and stomped down.

He Mingyu became more upset.

Ran Anluo on the other side of the phone would naturally not know the situation here. He hesitated for a while, and said cautiously: "He Dong, good evening..."

The chatter who had been sitting obediently seemed to see Tan Qing running away, and he stretched out his hands uncomfortably to catch, and drilled out of his arms like a little fox.

He Mingyu had been in contact with the children on the first day, and hurriedly yelled: "Chiji! Don't run around."

Ran Anluo was startled, and said uncertainly: "He Dong?"

Although He Mingyu was impatient, he handled it politely: "Sorry, what's the matter?"

Ran Anluo stopped saying what Ran Anluo was about to say.

He clenched his fingers and asked softly, "Excuse me, is He Dong taking care of the children? Is it not easy to talk?"

He Mingyu did not want to continue speaking, and said by the way: "I am really busy now, you can discuss with Lin Yu if you have something, and he will tell me."

Ran Anluo pursed her lips, her voice softer: "Okay, thank you Dong He."

He Mingyu threw the phone back to the bodyguard.

Tan Jiji was still trying hard to pick up the car door, twisting and twisting the open crotch pants, showing extra perseverance.

He Mingyu hugged him back, stretched out his hand to hook the tip of the child's very warped nose: "Miss your little dad?"

Talking about it, I didn't know if I didn't understand it, and he raised his head and vomited a bubble like a tortoise.

He Mingyu thought for a while, and then smiled: "You will have to change your name when you register for your household registration. If your name is Jiji, your classmates will laugh at you in the future."

Tan Jiji slapped his mouth, repeating a single syllable: "Rake, rake."

"Um."

He Mingyu responded, "Go, let's get your little dad back."

The tall and heroic man wrapped the chubby little boy in a cotton coat and hugged him.

Then he walked out of the luxury car parked on the side of the street, and walked into the crowded night market unfamiliarly.

And in a high-end apartment in the city center.

The lights are dim.

Ran Anluo sat on the side of the bed, squeezed the phone and thought for a long time, and finally dialed a call.

"Hey, Sister Xia. I want to trouble you to find out for me, does He Mingyu have...children?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater, He Mingyu: I decided to be a good dad from today.

Tan Qing: Then can I find other brothers?

He Mingyu: Heh.

Author bacteria: Ha.