Vicious Male Match Raising Cubs Online

Chapter 59:

Tan Qing stuffed a shrimp that had just been peeled from the plate into her mouth, chewed it and swallowed it, and curiously asked He Mingyu: "What is hate?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu opened his mouth and found that it is really difficult to explain this emotion in a few sentences, so he changed his angle and said softly: "Are you unhappy when the scandal broke out?"

Tan Qing blinked his eyes: "Is it hate to be unhappy? Then I hate urban management the most! They confiscated a bag of my hairy tail!"

He Mingyu: "..."

Communication failed, He Mingyu gave up treatment.

He peeled off the last few shrimps left on the plate to Tan Qing, then took off his gloves and wiped his hands with a paper towel: "Forget it, eat yours."

Tan Qing: "Oh..."

Tan Qing quickly finished eating a plate of shrimps with her legs crossed. Finally, she wiped her greasy mouth on the table, pursing her lips with unsatisfactory meaning: "Then if I hate you, you will not Will you cook a plate of prawns for me to forgive you?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu stood up, quickly put a few plates into a stack, and ruthlessly rejected Tan Qing's request: "No."

Tan Qing: "Hey."

Weeping Tanqing touched her chubby belly and wandered back to her bedroom.

Then the big font made a trip to the soft bed and flattened himself into a nice fox fur.

The fox fur lay paralyzed on the bed for a while, and in a daze, he heard the sound of the dishwasher working in the kitchen.

Then, I heard He Mingyu walk to the door of the room and buttoned the door: "Don't lie down immediately after eating, it is not good for the digestive system."

Tan Qing arched on the bed and said politely, "I didn't lie down, I'm standing upside down!"

He Mingyu: "..."

It may be that the information just learned from Weibo made He Mingyu feel more reluctant to Tan Qing. At this time, he did not enter the door to dismantle him, nor did he continue to teach him. It's on the table."

Tan Qing happily hugged her chubby belly and rolled on the bed: "I love you, yeah!"

He Mingyu: "..."

Although she knew that Tan Qing was just talking nonsense.

But He Mingyu was still stunned.

After a while, he shook his head again.

never mind.

How can you know what love is if you haven't even learned hate.

He Mingyu walked to the door of his room, was about to push the door, stopped again, turned around and walked a few steps forward, and arrived in front of Tanjiji's baby room.

Maybe it's because of the recent physical growth. The little boy on the bed slept very honestly.

Her tender and slender face flushed with red, and she would instigate her fingers twice from time to time.

The little tail that had just been exposed on the little **** did not know when it retracted by itself.

At a glance, it looked no different from ordinary cubs.

He Mingyu tucked in the quilt to help talk.

As soon as he finished his hand, he turned his face over and pointed at He Mingyu with his butt.

He Mingyu sat down by the bed, stretched out his hand, and turned the boy back again.

Sleeping ignorantly talked and opened his eyes blankly, yawned so sleepily, grievingly with a little cry: "Rake rake..."

He Mingyu put the talking little fat hand back under the quilt, and whispered: "Your other dad is already asleep, you should go to bed too."

After talking about it, he said a few more words, then his eyelids drooped again, and he fell asleep again weak and helpless.

He Mingyu adjusted the light of the small bedside table lamp to the darkest, then touched the diapers on the bed, and then squatted down, "Son, do you know what monster your little dad is?"

Talking squeaky fragrant hit a little milk hiccup.

He Mingyu gently touched Tan's soft hair: "Forget it, no matter what monster it is, Dad will protect him in the future."

The little fat boy slept so much that I don't know what year it is tonight.

"Good night, son."

The nanny had already cleaned up the kitchen and left.

He Mingyu half-closed the door of Tanji Baby's Help, ready to deal with the unfinished work during the day.

The study at home is connected to one of the bedrooms, and you must pass through that bedroom to get to the study.

He Mingyu opened the door.

In the morning, Tanqing was sent to the press conference in a hurry, and the quilt on the bed had not yet been folded.

A whole box of a full set of boxed covers was half used, and the remaining half was lying shaky on the edge of the bedside table.

Only a little bit of lubricating fluid was scattered on the edge of the carpet, leaving a long trace.

Everything in front of him reminds He Mingyu how crazy he himself was last night.

Perhaps, even he never thought that he would be so crazy.

Not controlled by drugs, not in a drunk state.

It's just that it's purely difficult to hold on to oneself.

Talk about Qing's skin.

Tan Qing's breathing.

Tan Qing's fingertips.

And the marks left by fingertips climbing on him.

And the helplessness and innocence on that person's face when it was filled.

Feeling aggrieved and at a loss as if he didn't know what happened.

…

He Mingyu took a deep breath.

The air in the house is clean.

The original smell in the bedroom was put away completely because of the ventilation.

The nanny will not enter the bedroom to clean without the owner's permission, so this leaves a scene of such a fierce battle.

He Mingyu walked to the edge of the carpet, picked up the bottle of lubricant that was almost used up and threw it into the trash can, and picked up the conspicuous box of sleeves on the bedside table—

He lowered his head and glanced.

A few flavors and spiral patterns that Tan Qing didn't like were picked out and also thrown into the trash can.

Then re-stuffed the rest into the bottom layer of the bedside table.

Strawberry and lychee flavored.

Although I only used it once, Tan Qing seemed to like it better.

Keep it for later use.

After doing all this.

He Mingyu lowered his head and realized that his pants had already reacted.

Still an extremely obvious reaction.

Strong cannot be ignored.

He Mingyu stood there for a while, and it was rare to enter a few moments of hesitation in his life.

Wait for it to disappear by itself...or, take a shower.

Damn it.

How could it be so easy to think of those scenes last night...

Shouldn't think about it.

He Mingyu took two sips of the mineral water on the table, but his mouth became more dry.

At this moment, there was the sound of kicking and stomping in the living room.

Well, the scar has quickly forgotten about the pain in his butt, Tan Qing was resurrected from the state of fox skin.

He sneaked out and planned to take all the strawberries He Mingyu washed for him back to the house to eat while playing games.

As an extremely authentic fox, Tan Qing dislikes vegetables, but he doesn't dislike eating fruits.

It's just that the fruits that can enter Tan Qing's eyes are generally scarce and expensive.

Such as cherries.

Another example is strawberries.

The strawberries at home were picked up by He Mingyu from the farm and airlifted over. When the carton was opened, he brought the fresh dew in the morning.

Each strawberry has its green strawberry pedicles removed, washed crystal clear, and packed in a semi-circular arc-shaped deep dish.

Tan Qing fished two from the deep dish, which was good, so he walked and ate in his arms.

When I walked to the door of He Mingyu's bedroom, my conscience found that he decided to give it to others and share one.

then.

Tan Qing knocked on He Mingyu's room door so much that he owed it a spanking, and said in a sulky manner: "Mr. Sir, it's late at night, do you need special services?"

He Mingyu, who has been calming down in the bedroom for seven or eight minutes and finally has a tendency to soften: "..."

very good.

The function keys respond very quickly.

Very keen.

very healthy.

He Mingyu's voice became a little dumb, and it took a long time before he said: "No need."

Tan Qing ate another strawberry in one bite, and leaned at the door unwillingly said: "Sir, we have a half set and a full set here! The technicians are all very skilled! They can also take care of the horses and kill the chickens. That's it!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu was so angry that he could not wait to catch Tan Qing in and die on the bed.

But it doesn't work.

It was so bad yesterday that he will hurt.

He Mingyu took another deep breath, stood up calmly, half-hidden himself behind the door, and said coldly to Tan Qing outside the room: "It's time to sleep."

There was only a small slit in the bedroom door.

Tan Qing looked at the door pensively for a long time.

The place where the two people rolled over yesterday has been restored and leveled again, leaving no traces.

Humph.

I won't admit it when I fall asleep!

Tan Qing hummingly shrugged her nose, picked out the ugliest strawberry on the plate and handed it to He Mingyu: "Please eat strawberries."

He Mingyu lowered his head and glanced at the strawberry with a crooked jaw: "..."

Still took it over: "Thank you."

Tan Qing picked a big and round one and stuffed it into her mouth, bulging one side of her cheek, and said with difficulty: "You're welcome, you're welcome, it's very sweet!"

The lighting in the living room is darker than that in He Mingyu's bedroom.

At this time, more bright lights leaned outwards from the bedroom on Tan Qing's cheeks.

And in those beautiful and sly eyes.

There seems to be a jumping star.

He Mingyu's eyes were not on the crooked strawberry, but he still answered Tan Qing's words: "Well, it's very sweet."

Tan Qing: "..."

How does this man look like a liar.

Tan Qing was afraid that He Mingyu was trying to lie to his strawberries, and immediately took a step back vigilantly: "Sweet can't be eaten anymore! Elderly humans like you eat too many sweet strawberries at night, and they tend to have three highs!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu said, "Tan Qing, I'm not yet thirty years old."

Tan Qing was very responsible and settled an account for He Mingyu: "Yeah, let me tell you. Generally, you humans can only live a hundred years old. Now you are almost a third of your life. You should take good care of it. !"

He Mingyu: "..."

Tan Qing hugged her strawberry plate tightly, looked at He Mingyu sincerely, and said cleverly: "So I ate these strawberries for you?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu: "Good."

So easy to talk?

Tan Qing took two steps forward tentatively: "Then, am I back to the house?"

He Mingyu nodded: "En."

Two bare feet stepped forward on the wooden floor a few more times, making a rattling sound.

Tan Qing always doesn't seem to like wearing slippers.

I don't like underwear either.

I only like to wear a pullover pajamas.

It's easy to take off.