Vicious Male Match Raising Cubs Online

He Mingyu's movements froze all at once.

Tan Qing, who was held under her body, was still writhing restlessly, shouting hot for a while and wanting to hug it.

But the little boy on the other end of the video didn’t know whether he inherited Tan Qing’s characteristic of fearing that the world would not be chaotic, or whether he hadn’t seen Rake Baba for several days—

All in all, it can be said to be very persevering.

After pressing Tan Qing on her body, she refused to answer three video calls in a row.

He Mingyu’s mother, Liao Xian, personally sent an accountability text message in a very strict tone: “Mingyu, if the baby is calling you, what else is more important than educating the son?”

He Mingyu: "..."

This is a major issue related to physical and mental health and kidney function indicators.

It's really more important than educating the son at this moment.

President He, who was beaten up by the three videos, finally gave up the treatment.

He turned off Tan Qing, covered the drunk fox on the bed with a quilt, and finally turned off the light and walked out of the bedroom.

therefore.

Tang Jiji's fourth love call finally reached Dad's mobile phone successfully.

The video just turned on.

The little cub sat on the bed of grandma's house, hugging the puppet bear and happily shouted: "Rake!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu rubbed his eyebrows and sat down on the sofa in the central living room.

Leaning the phone against the holder, he took out a can of beer halfway through Tan Qing's drink, lifted the lid and took two sips.

The cell phone used to dial the video was Liao Xian's, and the grandmother of the veteran group of the new cultural troupe had a great time with his grandchildren.

Seeing He Mingyu drinking at this time, he immediately frowned: "Son, why do you drink in front of Jiji?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu had to put down the beer can again, and said with a headache: "Mom, why are you calling at this point?"

But send it in the past two days.

Liao Xian not only cleaned up a big warm bedroom for Tanjiji in the red brick building on the second floor, but also bought a whole new set of toys for the boy with high efficiency.

From furry puppets to children's carts to electronic robots.

There are everything available for you to run on the ground, swim in the water, and fly in the sky.

At this time Tanjiji was riding on his tall and heroic plush camel, arching around on the bed, his happy little mouth bends up, revealing his young baby teeth.

Liao Xian's attention was all on her little grandson, and finally gave He Mingyu a look.

He opened his mouth and said: "It's not your son that he missed you. I just checked the time and dialed a call. Who knows you won't answer!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu had nowhere to say the sadness in his heart, so he took a deep breath: "It was not convenient just now, is the child obedient?"

Liao Xian obviously likes the dull and cute little boy: "Of course, obedient, look at how this nose and eyes look like you, but the corners of the mouth are not like you, and the temperament of your childhood is not the same."

He Mingyu glanced at the son in the video who was lying on the bed and having fun with the big green dinosaur, and shook his head helplessly: "It may be like his little dad."

This topic is unexpectedly sensitive.

But in He Mingyu's mouth, he said it very easily.

It’s like being another father who talks about—

A man.

In He Mingyu's view, it has never been difficult to tell.

White and tenderly talked about the dinosaur and rolled on the big bed, rolled into the corner of the camera wearing crotch pants, and happily raised his dinosaur: "Rake!"

Compared with the slow pronunciation of the previous few months, the six-month-old boy can already speak clearly about the rake.

He Mingyu gradually extinguished the anger that the man was forcibly suppressed by the arrow on the string, and faintly hooked the corner of his mouth: "Well, son."

The little boy who had not been led home for several days finally saw his father through the screen and heard He Mingyu speak, and then tilted his little head: "Baba? Huh?"

He Mingyu raised his legs and leaned back on the sofa: "Little dad is drunk and has fallen asleep. Let him video with you tomorrow."

Tan Jiji stupidly leaned over towards the camera, searched carefully on the screen of the phone at close range, and inhaled the tip of his nose.

It seems that I really didn't smell the smell of little dad.

The little boy hung his head sloppily, and hugged his little dinosaur tightly aggrieved: "Baba."

He Mingyu turned his gaze and said to Liao Xian: "Mom, Tan Qing's filming here will be over in a week. I will take him over to see you next week."

Liao Xian seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then nodded.

The mother and the son were silent for a while in the video.

In the end, Liao Xian, who was sitting next to Tanjiji, broke the silence: "Ming Yu, I just saw it on the news. Mom would like to ask you...Does it have to be that person?"

He Mingyu's eyes were direct and bright: "Yeah."

Liao Xian paused for a few seconds: "That kid..."

He Mingyu said, "It's him and me."

Liao Xian stopped talking.

Liao Xian came from a scholarly family, lived abroad, entered a cultural troupe, and sat in a very high position.

Literary and art workers’ passion in the industry is always so much more, and so obviously.

Liao Xian has seen how homosexuals abroad get along, and also seen two men have children of their own.

I have witnessed too many tragic endings.

Across the screen of the mobile phone, He Mingyu in the camera is dressed in casual clothes, which is very different from what he usually does when he works in J City.

It is also different from what Liao Xian sees most of the time.

Liao Xian swallowed again when she reached her mouth, and shook her head slightly after a long time: "Ming Yu, Mom won't stop you. But this kind of relationship is not easy to go, you and him..."

He Mingyu interrupted Liao Xian: "I know."

Compared with the love of other ordinary men.

In front of him, there was almost a road that couldn't see any light.

He Mingyu drank two more sips of wine.

Then, he sighed slightly: "I will take care of it, Mom, don't worry."

Naturally, Liao Xian was not too involved in the feelings of the younger generation.

She put the talking toy in the middle of the bed, as if thinking of something again: "By the way, son, have you clashed with others at the film and television base today?"

He Mingyu had already forgotten about that incident, but when Liao Xian mentioned it, he remembered again: "What's the matter?"

Liao Xian frowned: "Your dad saw the video and just asked me to tell you that he will go home and meet him directly when you return to City J."

He Mingyu replied, "I see."

Liao Xian and He Qi have spent most of their lives together. After thinking about it, they are still a little worried: "If your dad gets angry, don't fight him, just follow his words. You know?"

He Mingyu nodded.

Talk more at nine o'clock in the evening and drink milk powder again.

After a few more words, Liao Xian hung up the phone and went to make milk powder with the little fat cub who looked like a white dumpling.

The light in the central living room of the suite is dim.

He Mingyu sat on the sofa and slowly drank Tan Qing's remaining beer and red wine, then raised his wrist to look at his watch.

It's almost twelve o'clock.

He Mingyu looked clear as if he hadn't touched a drop of wine, and he didn't even show a slight blush on his face.

He walked into the bathroom and took a cold shower seriously.

Then it was extremely rare, and took a picture of himself in the mirror.

A twenty-nine-year-old man.

There are no wrinkles, no dark circles, six pack abs, and no excess fat.

He Mingyu wrapped the bathrobe casually, and reopened the inner bedroom door.

Tan Qing, who was soft on the bed, did not know when he rolled the originally covered quilt from the well laid state into a ball, and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, like just wrapped glutinous rice rolls.

In the huge bedroom, only a small night light beside the bed was quietly lit.

He Mingyu walked to Tan Qing's side of the bed and sat down beside him.

In the dim warm light.

Tan Qing's face glowed with a beautiful thin red, which looked attractive and sweet.

Probably I felt that someone was coming around.

Tan Qing of Nuomi Rolls opened his eyes laboriously, then stretched out his claws and hugged He Mingyu: "God, I want to pee..."

He Mingyu: "..."

Too.

After drinking so much alcohol, it's time to pee.

He Mingyu stretched out his hand, dug Tan Qing out of the quilt roll, picked him up, and whispered: "Grab well, be careful to fall off."

Tan Qing frankly shrank into He Mingyu's arms and was taken to the bathroom tumultuously.

The person in his arms had soft legs and couldn't stand even when he landed on the ground.

He Mingyu had to stretch his hand around Tan Qing's waist and pat his bare **** drum lightly: "Okay, pee."

Tan Qing had never received such a good treatment under He Mingyu's hands, and the whole fox was drunk.

He was brewing with excitement and excitement for a long time, crying and crying, reaching back and grabbing He Mingyu's hand, especially aggrieved: "He Mingyu, my **** is so uncomfortable...how wet..."

Tan Qing subconsciously stretched out her other hand to touch her little bird, and then explored her hand to touch her **** drum.

Only halfway through this time, he was stopped by He Mingyu and held it in the palm of his hand.

Dizzy Tan Qing scared herself so scared that her face turned pale.

He tried to turn back, raised his face, and whimpered: "Wow, He, He Mingyu, is Qing Qing going to break..."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu, who has done something wrong, naturally knows that it must be the lubricant behind.

The effect of this brand's stuff came quickly, and Tan Qing was very sensitive, so she couldn't bear it for a while.

Seeing Tan Qing's red face, uncomfortable and patient movements.

He Mingyu paused for a second, his Adam’s apple rolled up and down, and said in a low voice: "Then I will take you to take a bath, and it won’t be broken after washing, okay?"

Tan Qing let out an obedient cry.

He Mingyu hugged Tan Qing, and personally reached out to help him hold the little bird: "Hey, pee first."

Tan Qing snuggled in He Mingyu's arms, and said cleverly: "Uee..."

Whether it is an animal or a human.

It is often the most relaxing time when the water is released.

Drunk and bewildered Tan Qing held back on the bed for a long time, and finally succeeded in releasing the water under He Mingyu's diligent waiting, humming twice in her happy little voice.

I don't know if it was because of being too comfortable, or because he lost his vigilance completely after being drunk.

Just when He Mingyu held Tan Qing with one hand, he walked away to the wet tissue box next to him to get the paper towels back—

Just touched the tender little thing through the wet wipes.

He Mingyu felt the limp body in his arms tremble abruptly: "Don't..."

Immediately afterwards.

A soft and nice-looking, fluffy tail slowly emerged from Tan Qing's delicate tailbone line.

The whole tail is pure white and fluffy, only a small pinch of silver on the tip of the tail is very delicate.

He Mingyu froze for a moment.

He hasn't waited for a response.

The gorgeous white tail hooked up automatically and spontaneously.

The shining silver tip of the tail encircled the wrist he wrapped around Tan Qing's little bird and nudged it two times like a baby.

As if to please.

Let him touch more.

He Mingyu calmed down for a few seconds, and finally recovered his usual sanity and voice: "Tan Qing?"

Tan Qing burped a little wine.

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu turned the person in his arms around, his voice was so dumb that he could not hear, "Tan Qing?"

Tan Qing: "Hmm..."

The goblin in his arms rubbed his eyes too sleepy.

Sticking out the tip of his bright red tongue, he carefully licked the corner of his mouth.

Then.

Falling into He Mingyu's arms: "Qingqing is sleeping!"

He Mingyu: "..."