Vicious Male Match Raising Cubs Online

I don't know if he was dumbfounded by Tan Qing, or if he was really guilty.

In short, when Tan Qing came downstairs with the chat, He Hui didn't follow.

The guests who came to the family banquet have slowly entered the venue, and the meeting room on the first floor of the old-fashioned villa is also much more lively than it was at the beginning.

Tan Qing didn't want to say hello to those people, only wanted to sneak in to find the kitchen.

So skillfully carried the little boy who was gnawing his hands and keeping quiet on his shoulders, and slid past the stairs with brisk footsteps against the corner.

One big and one small thief slipped to the other side.

I didn't find the kitchen, but I found President He who was handsome and tall in a suit and leather shoes.

Tan Qing: "..."

Talk about it: "Rake it!"

Tan Qing quickly stuffed the little fat cub into He Mingyu's arms, and said confidently, "Here is a cub!"

He Mingyu: "..."

Compared to Tan Qing, the little fat cub, who is easier to move only when carried on his shoulders, looked very light in He Mingyu's arms, and was easily changed from the left arm to the right arm.

He touched the diaper on his little **** by the way, and He Mingyu said to Tanqing, "Isn't going to eat? Why did he hug his son down the stairs over there."

Tan Qing looked around for a while, and touched her nose in embarrassment: "Where is the kitchen?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu sighed and turned around: "Let's go, I'll accompany you over, take a few bites first. Mom just urged us to pass."

Tan Qing immediately reached out and took He Mingyu's hand, followed him happily, and walked happily and said: "Okay, I'll have a chicken leg! When I just went downstairs, I saw a customer and a lot of people came. Oh."

Tan Jiji sat in the left arm of He Mingyu, and Tan Qing was holding He Mingyu's right hand.

At the moment the **** touched, He Mingyu was slightly stunned for a second.

Turning his head, looked at Tan Qing, and said softly: "Are you nervous?"

Tan Qing: "Eh..."

Tan Qing took He Mingyu's hand and shook it back and forth a few times, and said honestly: "I don't know, wow, it's actually difficult for me to communicate with humans, no, people. I don't know what they think..."

Ups and downs of fame and fortune, the world for a hundred years.

Tan Qing couldn't understand what was in dispute.

Within a few seconds after speaking, Tan Qing felt that something was wrong.

He quickly blinked and hugged He Mingyu's hand: "But you and I share a common topic. I promise to be super responsible for you and be good to you for the rest of my life!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu didn't know whether he believed it or not, but he took Tan Qing's hand again: "Well, let's go."

The kitchen is actually not far from the stairs on the right, and you can see it after going around a few Roman columns.

The few chefs who were busy in it were all selected by Lin Yu from the six-star hotel invested by He Shi, and he let He Mingyu personally try the taste, and finally ordered the menu.

One of the food chef's salted fried chicken is very good.

Tan Qing likes it very much.

I like it when I talk about it and smell it.

After taking a large plate of salted fried chicken from the kitchen.

Tan Qing really fed it into his mouth, and at the same time described the taste to the little boy who was lying in He Mingyu's arms and headed towards Tan Qing: "Boy, this chicken is crispy and fragrant, it is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, full of fragrance in the mouth. ..."

Poorly chatting and swallowing aggrievedly, he grabbed He Mingyu's arm and arched it in the direction of Tan Qing, sniffing his nose while whispering in a very low voice: "Kichi..."

Tan Qing quickly threw the last piece of salted chicken into her mouth, and shook her head solemnly: "No, your eldest father said, you can't eat fried food!"

The little fat cub, who hadn't even licked it, watched as the last piece of chicken was missing, and his sad eyes were covered with mist.

Then he looked at He Mingyu, and pulled Xiaonen's voice: "Rake rake..."

He Mingyu who suddenly hit the pot: "..."

In the chattering tearful eyes.

He Mingyu had to pick up his white, tender and round son again, and patiently said: "This will wait until you grow up to eat this, and now I will give you milk powder, okay?"

milk powder……

Also good.

Since I was a child, I've been chatting happily and wiped the teardrops that hadn't fallen with my fat hand. After thinking with a hesitant expression for a while, I sat down in He Mingyu's arms upright, and said slowly: "grandmother."

It's a pity that grandma Liao Xian was in the lobby to receive the officer's wife, and she couldn't take care of it for a while.

He Mingyu and Tan Qing can only go to battle in person.

Just after feeding the baby boy and drinking the milk powder, He Yao hurriedly found him: "Uncle, little aunt, happy wedding! Why are you still here! Aunt Liao said that the banquet will begin soon, let you pass by now!"

After all, it was a rare welcome banquet for the He family. He Qi and Liao Xian did not take their attitude too much, and when they handed out the invitations from He Yamato He San, they also handed the invitations to several outstanding juniors of the He family.

He Yao and Liao Xian have met several times, and they are pretty much welcomed by Liao Xian.

I visit He Qi and Liao Xian a lot, and I came early this time.

Therefore, he assumed the task of calling He Mingyu and Tan Qing.

This kind of fixed order of the family banquet, as the parents of the banquet host He Mingyu, He Qi and Liao Xian obviously have to come up on stage to talk about the hot spot first.

When the set of words is finished, it is time to officially start the main content.

Liao Xian’s previous intention was to let He Mingyu bring Tanjiji and Tanqing up together, so that he could not only tell the guests that He’s family would recognize the identity of Tanjiji and Tanqing at the same time, but also show the closeness between Tanjiji and Tanqing.

He Mingyu rejected this method.

Raising his wrist to check the time, there is indeed not much difference from the scheduled time.

He Mingyu hugged Tanjiji into his arms again, looked at the lobby where the guests were, and turned to Tanqing and said, "Wait for me below first, behave, you know?"

Tan Qing also drank a bottle of baby boy's milk powder.

At this time, I was full of food and drink. I stood up and burped a little bit obediently, and saluted He Mingyu: "I know, behave."

He Mingyu gave a hum, just took a step, turned around, lowered his head and put a kiss on Tan Qing's profile: "Let's go."

Go ahead.

Rory is wordy.

I met again in a while anyway.

He Mingyu left with Tan Jiji, and He Yao, who also wore a formal suit, left together.

Although they are all tall and heroic men.

However, He Mingyu is more handsome.

Tan Qing stuck his tongue out at He Mingyu's back, and found a less conspicuous position in the audience.

He poked a few steaks on the tray, and was about to reach out for a cocktail, but the other person handed him the cocktail first.

Pink and blue-purple.

It is Tan Qing's favorite bells and whistles.

Tan Qing looked up with the steak, and happily accepted the wine: "Ji Yanxiu, are you here too?"

Ji Yanxiu and Tan Qing walked to the side of the crowd together: "The crew is almost finished. It's not busy these days, so come and have a look."

Tan Qing bit the beef and said enthusiastically, "Welcome here."

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

Ji Yanxiu curled his mouth: "Qingqing, you are like another master of the He family."

Tan Qing didn't have any sense of master at all. He just imitated the human hospitality language, and naturally couldn't understand Ji Yanxiu's words, so he stared at him with a bewildered look for a while.

Seeing that Ji Yanxiu looked away uncomfortably, he coughed softly, "Will you be happy? After this banquet, from officials to businessmen in City J, everyone will know that you are He Mingyu’s lover, and there is no one in the entertainment industry anymore. If you dare to attack you and black you as before, your path will be much smoother than it is now."

Tan Qing grumbled a piece of steak and licked her mouth contentedly.

Then he made an inquiring voice sincerely: "Ji Yanxiu, don't everyone think that when I was with He Mingyu, I touched him?"

Ji Yanxiu obviously didn't expect Tan Qing to ask this question, and was stunned for a while.

Tan Qing grabbed another steak, gritted his teeth and bite off the meat, and said happily, "But I don't think I'm in love with He Mingyuguang, and I'm not afraid of others scolding me, and I don't need anyone to respect me."

Finish one sentence.

Tan Qing thought about it again, and yearned for it: "And even if he can't be in the entertainment industry, I can still take him to live in the mountains! The clean water in the mountains and the good air, maybe he can live 180 years old. Woolen cloth."

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

It is not the first time that Ji Yanxiu has seen Tan Qing's fantasies, nor is it the first time that Tan Qing feels the strangeness and alienation of human relationships and sophistication in Tan Qing's words.

It seems that since realizing that now, Tan Qing has always seemed to live in her own circle.

There has never been any idea of ​​coming out or integrating into others.

It's like completely out of place.

Ji Yanxiu knew very well that he couldn't change Tan Qing's character, so he could only change the subject: "Ran Anluo's public trial is about to come down, do you want to see it with He Mingyu?"

Tan Qing has only seen public trials in TV dramas, and has never really seen them in reality. Chao Ji Yanxiu looked forward to some expectations: "Hey, will he be sentenced to jail?"

Ji Yanxiu nodded: "The answer given by the lawyer may be more than ten years, but less than indefinitely."

Tan Qing counted the time, and said, "Indefinitely... Isn't it because you have to be locked up all the time."

After all, it was related to family members. Ji Yanxiu really didn't have any extra sympathy for Ran Anluo: "It's just an indefinite period, and it's not a death sentence. Although there is no evidence, the death of the driver in the accident must have nothing to do with him."

Tan Qing took a sip of wine: "That's right."

They were all scared to death by Yan Jianbai's hands. Where's the evidence?

Ji Yanxiu naturally didn't think that Tan Qing was the one who really knew the inside story. He only said a few words to get to the point: "That Yan Mu, did you ask?"

That's it.

It's like an old friend, but I don't know if it is a friend or an enemy.

Swallowing the last piece of meat with a frown, Tan Qing stood up and looked at Ji Yanxiu's clothes——

It can't be used to wipe hands, it's better for He Mingyu and clothes.

Tan Qing unhappily took a piece of paper and wiped her little oiler, then waved to Ji Yanxiu, "I haven't asked, I'm going to the stage to find He Mingyu. Ji Yanxiu, you have fun, goodbye ."

Ji Yanxiu: "..."