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He Mingyu held Tan Qing's **** with one hand, and took Tan Qing's waist from behind with the other, and just took the whole figure into his arms like a child: "Well, I don't forget to go to the amusement park before falling asleep."

Tan Qing turned his face like a pancake, and found a comfortable and warm posture in He Mingyu's chest: "Then let's go and I want to take a bumper car."

He Mingyu lightly patted Tan Qing on the back, preparing to start coaxing the family king to sleep: "Bumper cars? I will take you to sit and let my son sit on the fence and watch?"

Tan Qing imagined the scene sleepily, and it seemed a bit cruel, so he smashed his mouth: "Then I will take the cubs to sit, you can watch them on the fence..."

He Mingyu: "..."

Little ancestor.

He Mingyu sighed, bowed his head and kissed Tan Qing on the forehead: "Why are you more noisy than your son, behave, the doctor said you should start taking a nap every day, it will be a great help to your body recovery."

Tan Qing: "Oh..."

It is impossible to take a nap.

It's impossible to take a nap honestly in this life.

Tan Qing pretended to lie in He Mingyu's arms for a while, then carefully opened his eyes and carefully observed the person holding him for ten minutes.

After confirming that He Mingyu was asleep.

Tan Qing looked around thiefly for a while, quickly unplugged the infusion tube, and sneaked out of He Mingyu's arms.

Then she went barefoot and searched in the closet, and found two pieces of clothes she had worn before.

The size of the original clothes was one size bigger because of the injury this time, and they were empty on the body.

Tan Qing stretched out her hand and pulled a few times unsatisfactorily, then ran into the bathroom to look in the mirror, and reluctantly walked to the bedroom door.

Reach out to pull the door handle--

Drag and drop.

Did not move.

Pull again.

A cold voice came from the bed: "Where are you going if you don't take a nap?"

Tan Qing turned around.

He Mingyu's deep eyes are obviously more sober than him.

Tan Qing: "..."

Being able to bend and stretch is the best character of the nine-tailed fox.

Tan Qing immediately rushed back into He Mingyu's arms like a charge/machine/gun, stretched out his hand to embrace his neck, and yelled to her husband softly.

He Mingyu was expressionless and unmoved.

Tan Qing made persistent efforts, stretched out her leg to hook He Mingyu's waist, and said eagerly: "Kiss?"

Not dear.

He Mingyu put the person back on the bed with Tan Qing's waist, touched the temperature of his forehead, took off his clothes, and checked all the wounds on Tan Qing's body.

Make sure it didn't split, and his face was a little better.

The scars that have started to scab have been itchy all this time.

After being checked from head to toe, Tan Qing rolled on the bed and rolled to He Mingyu's side, groaning, stretched out his leg and kicked him: "Then hug."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu could only take his heavy burden, which is almost 4800 years old, into his arms, "What did you want to do just now?"

Tan Qing squinted his eyes, placed all the weight on He Mingyu, and flattened his mouth honestly: "I want to eat barbecue."

He Mingyu is extremely indifferent: "It's impossible within half a year."

Tan Qing babbled a few times, and then grabbed He Mingyu's sleeves obstructively: "Then Qingqing wants to eat fried chicken, the kind of big hand/gun leg."

He Mingyu lowered his eyes: "Do you think I will agree."

Tan Qing's eyes were full of longing for fried foods, and Xing Jing said to He Mingyu: "Agree."

He Mingyu kissed his soft lips as Tanqing wanted: "Nap, try to dream."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing cried with a wow.

Since being injured, He Mingyu not only forcibly stopped his supply of fried chicken, but also brought barbecue, hot pot, spicy hot pot, and even cold pot skewers with Tan Qing.

If Tan Qing was still full of love for chicken soup on the first day he woke up.

In the long healing process, Tan Qing had already drunk various soups of different styles and was scared when he saw the pot.

And there is fish soup.

And pigeon soup!

Woo woo woo.

He remembered hearing from humans before that he would drink crucian carp soup until he was breastfeeding, and pigeon soup only for confinement.

He is not pregnant!

Oh oh oh oh!

Tan Qing cried more and more sad, even He Mingyu's collar was wet with tears.

He Mingyu was finally defeated under Tan Qing's offensive. He took the wet wipe bag from the bedside table and warmed it in his palm before taking it out to help Tan Qing wipe away the tears: "Okay, I'm not sad anymore. Let the chef come to make you Chaoshan porridge this afternoon. I'm frying two flavorful dishes. Stop crying, huh?"

The crocodile's tears stopped in a second.

Tan Qing even hiccuped and slapped on He Mingyu's body. "I want to eat that one."

He Mingyu put the strands of Tan Qing's hair moistened with tears away from his head, and whispered: "That dish contains chili, you can't eat it spicy. Let's stir-fried pork with beans."

Tan Qing: "..."

Ugh.

The green beans are the green beans.

It is better than eating Chinese wolfberry and jujube every day.

Tan Qing, who had reluctantly updated the private customized menu, was too demon, and retracted into He Mingyu's arms again.

It's rare to stay obediently for a while, then raise his head again, and ask in a very low voice: "Will God still attack me again?"

He Mingyu touched Tanqing's face: "No."

Tan Qing snorted, opened her mouth and held a finger of He Mingyu: "Is it because you gave me half of the inner alchemy?"

He Mingyu was silent for a few seconds: "Yeah."

From the beginning of their acquaintance, Tan Qing always cut corners in his cultivation, and he would never spend more time sitting on a stick of incense if he could practice one hour less. Most of them were shortcuts based on the records of ancient books.

But the shortcut is like a high-rise building in the void without a foundation, and the condensed demon element is ultimately unstable.

After the thunder robbery.

Tan Qing's demon pill fell apart, the demon soul fell apart, and finally reunited here reluctantly.

In this thunder tribulation, the reunited demon souls were once again broken up, and the body without the demon pill was unable to withstand the process of a reunion of souls.

In the end, Feng Dan split into two.

Instead of Tan Qing, the demon pill that had long been unable to recover, gathered the nine souls and nine souls with unstable foundations.

It was almost the first day of soberness.

Tan Qing felt that the previously dilapidated demon soul was returned to its place, and even returned with the demon power that was nearly thin before.

He Mingyu rubbed Tan Qing's pale pink lips with his thumb, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid?"

Tan Qing practiced grinding teeth on He Mingyu's fingers: "What are you afraid of?"

He Mingyu hugged the person in his arms again: "When I die, you will also die."

Symbiosis and death.

Tan Qing: "Um..."

Tan Qing hugged He Mingyu and thought for a while, and cleverly got into his arms: "Well, if you accidentally die one day, I'll accompany you to die."

After speaking, he thought about it again, and felt that it was a bit inaccurate, so he added another sentence, "But at least he has to wait for the little fat pup to grow up, otherwise he will cry again. You see he is crying like no one this time. It’s so pitiful!"

He Mingyu: "Yeah."

He Mingyu rubbed Tanqing’s hair, and his voice was particularly gentle in the quiet bedroom: "Take care of yourself, don’t worry, we will be together for a long time until Tanmo grows up. If you think this world is boring, Let's go look elsewhere."

Tan Qing snored a little.

Still sleeping on all sides.

The corners of He Mingyu's mouth bend infrequently, and he leaned over and kissed Tan Qing.

Then he got up to help him tuck the quilt, and walked to the living room, preparing to call the chef of the six-star hotel to prepare Tan Qing for dinner or lunch.

Make an appointment with the chef for good dishes and taboos.

He Mingyu checked the time and turned on the computer to temporarily hold a high-level video conference.

In the video, the high-level officials and special assistant Lin Yu are thin and gaunt.

Wait until the meeting is over.

He Mingyu closed the computer, stood up, first went to the kitchen to squeeze a glass of fresh juice for Tanqing, and then bought a cup of yogurt with nuts for the boy.

Just about to coax Tan Qing to drink it before the juice was oxidized.

As soon as I walked to the bedroom door, I put it on the coffee table and shook first.

He Mingyu had to put the juice in the fresh-keeping box, then picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID.

Rong Sheng.

He Mingyu answered the phone: "Why do you call this time?"

Rong Sheng sat in his newly decorated office, with his feet on the table and leaning back on the boss chair: "What's going on at this time? In broad daylight, the world is bright, it is possible that Xiaoye also disturbed you and Qingqing's husband's life. ?!"

Husband's life?

He Mingyu's voice became colder a few more times: "I have something to say, it's okay to hang up."

"Ohhhhh-"

Rong Sheng sat up again, "It's not that Rong Jinkang has finally accepted the reality and took my mother to go abroad for recuperation. I am in a good mood. I would like to invite you and Qingqing out for dinner. Are you coming?"

He Mingyu glanced at the direction of the bedroom: "Tan Qing is not in good health during this time, so she won't be here. I will give you the plan of the Suburban Science and Technology Park before, when I congratulate you on the appreciation gift with him."

Tan Qing's injury has not been announced to the public, and even the two friends only know that Tan Qing has temporarily stopped work during this period.

Rong Sheng had always thought that the two were actually preparing for the wedding.

Suddenly I heard He Mingyu talk about it, and he was surprised to say: "Fuck, old He, are you interesting enough? This has been suspended for so long, and you just tell me now, is it serious or not? Would you like me to come and have a look? "

He Mingyu took the phone away with a cold face: "No, it's almost restored."

Having known each other for so long since he was a child, Rong Sheng has become accustomed to He Mingyu's cold temperament, and has not paid much attention to it after being rejected.

I was about to talk a little more casually, suddenly it seemed that I was thinking of something again.

"That's not right, Lao He, can Tan Qing's current physical condition still be able to shoot variety shows?"

He Mingyu frowned: "Variety show?"

Rong Sheng found out the variety show plan that had been set before from the computer, and said with a toothache, "It's the reality show that you gave to your family Tanqing before you smashed 50 million. Now the reality show also has a trendy name. Don’t you know that it’s called a variety show?"

He opened the file and flipped it up and down: "We didn't pre-book the variety show's name and plan. I checked the contact date. The final shooting time for the first issue is next Monday."

He Mingyu: "..."

Before stabilizing some days ago, Tan Qing's physical condition had been fluctuating.

He Mingyu had forgotten about the whole night because he was worried about the whole night.

Now that I mentioned it suddenly, I had to recollect it for a while: "Tan Qing's body is still not suitable for shooting. Let's cancel this show first."

Rong Sheng was stunned for a moment: "Fuck! He Mingyu, are you okay? At the beginning of this show, you alone cost 50 million yuan. Not to mention the additional investments you made later, but only a few other guests will attract investment. It's almost 20 million, let's not do it now?!"

The temperature of the fresh-keeping box is a little low.

He Mingyu was still not at ease to let Tan Qing drink cold, and went back to the kitchen and cut a peach, a few strawberries and a tomato, and said to the phone without any waves: "It's okay. Double compensation, you can directly ask their lawyer team to connect with Lin Yu. I will make up for the loss of Shengjing Entertainment separately."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Not every artist has a lawyer team, okay?

Rong Sheng's head is big: "No, Lao He! My brother has been so many years, and it makes sense for you to compensate others, so don't you mention these two words with me?"

"And the key is not compensation! "Xuanwu" happened to be released during this period. Tan Qing's momentum is very strong. Now the official Weibo advertisement of this variety show has been launched. Fans are shouting in the comment area every day. They are pigeons!"

He Mingyu put the cut fruits and vegetables into the juicer with a cold voice: "Rong Sheng, I understand what you mean. But for me, talking about Qing's body is the most important thing."

Rong Sheng: "..."

It is difficult to change what He Mingyu decided.

Ever since he was a child, Rong Sheng now doesn't expect to persuade He Mingyu with his own mouth.

Just when Rong Sheng was about to give up, another voice came from the phone.

Vague and unclear.

But the tone of the voice is clear and squeamish, very recognizable.

It's Tan Qing.

as predicted.

Next second.

He Mingyu's strict voice floated over the phone: "Go and put on the slippers."

"Oh……"

"Wear cotton slippers."

"Humph."

The phone was temporarily set aside, and the sound of footsteps walked away and came back again.

He Mingyu probably just went to educate Tan Qing, and hurriedly picked up the phone: "Tan Qing just woke up for a nap and hung up."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Before Rong Sheng struggled, the phone was cut off indifferently.

The barefooted Tan Qing on the other side of the phone was caught by He Mingyu. He pulled it to the corner and kissed him unceremoniously, panting softly in He Mingyu's arms.

He Mingyu squeezed Tan Qing's slender waist and let him step on the back of his instep: "Will you wear slippers next time?"

Tan Qing couldn't get rid of it, so she had to show a brilliant smile, and put her feet around He Mingyu's neck: "Pee, Qingqing wants to pee."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu carried Tan Qing into the bathroom, and helped him take the slippers along with him.

Tan Qing collected her bird and washed her hands again.

He kicked his slippers and sneaked into the kitchen happily, leaning on He Mingyu: "I heard you talking to Rong Sheng, is it the variety show he told me before?"

He Mingyu passed the fruit and vegetable juice to Tan Qing: "Yeah."

Tan Qing gurgled and drank the juice: "Then I'm going, 50 million can't make money, I only make 5 million in one play! I have to support my family!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu helped Tanqing fasten the buttons on his pajamas, then pinched the tip of his nose: "Who dares to expect you to support your family?"

Tan Qing comfortably touched the remaining strawberries on the chopping board to eat, and said while eating, "I'm going to go anyway, that variety show is very interesting. My injury is almost healed, you agree! Agree, agree. Well agree!"

He Mingyu headed away: "Impossible."

Tan Qing bulged the strawberry in the cheek, and said fiercely: "If you don't agree, you...huh, I'll go to the study room!"

He Mingyu: "..."

The author has something to say: Little Theater, He Mingyu: My wife has grown up and learned to sleep in the study.

He Mingyu: Fortunately, I smashed the study wall before.

Tan Qingqing:...

Chichizai: Hey, where's the yogurt...

Tan Qingqing: I was drunk by Baba!

Chi Chi Cub: TVT