Vicious Male Match Raising Cubs Online

As a fairy, he was suddenly confessed by humans.

There was even a little reaction.

Tan Qing glanced at the thick grandpa Mao piled on the bedside table, then turned to look at He Mingyu on the bed, and searched in her mind: "Is being together the one in the TV series?"

He Mingyu turned his lower body slightly to the left, pressed Tan Qing who was in his arms under him, and whispered: "Yeah."

Tan Qing thought for a while, and curiously said: "It's just torture, torment, torment, and then to be together before the finale?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu half propped himself up with one arm, and the other hand was placed on the back of Tan Qing's neck that didn't touch the pillow: "No."

Tan Qing: "Eh..."

He Mingyu leaned over and lifted the back of Tan Qing's neck.

Then the lips touched, pressed and lingering.

A solid kiss to Tan Qing.

Tan Qing, who has neither window skills nor kissing skills, was so dizzy that she had to grab He Mingyu's shoulder, and after finally being released, she took a few breaths.

Just as he was about to criticize He Mingyu by his real name, he saw that the man who was pressing on him bowed his head again.

No kisses this time.

Instead, he kissed him gently on the side of his ear.

"No abuse, it's not the finale."

He Mingyu pulled away the broken hairs scattered in front of Tan Qing's forehead, and whispered softly, "It's a formal, long-term, one-to-one, and promised relationship between husband and wife."

Tan Qing blinked, and her dark and bright eyes kept spinning.

He Mingyu propped his body and bowed his head to get a panoramic view of Tan Qing's performance.

lost.

Not so sure.

Pursing his lips and pondering.

Do little tricks.

Dili gurgling brain teasers and making small calculations.

Businessmen who do big business often have unexpected patience and an overall view.

He Mingyu didn't seem to be anxious at all. He just pressed the slightly slender Tan Qing under him motionless, neither excessively nor concession at all.

Tan Qing has become accustomed to being arrogant for thousands of years, and being so pressed by He Mingyu at this time is an important juncture for making a decision, and he feels somewhat affected.

So he poked his abdominal muscles carefully, and his slender eyelashes flickered.

Then he curled his lips and smiled superbly: "Hey, can I get up and answer the duck."

He Mingyu gently pressed Tan Qing's confused hand, and said gently: "No."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing shrugged her nose in surprise, and snorted unhappily.

Maybe it's because she is a flow singer, Tan Qing has always been a very nice voice.

Especially this kind of coquettish and unpleasant nasal sounds, sound glutinous and soft, people can't wait to squeeze it, it's best to cry.

Not only at this time.

It is even more reflected in the bed begging for mercy.

He Mingyu accidentally thought about it, his expression darkened for a moment, and when he looked at Tan Qing who was doing small movements under him, he felt a little bit more forbearing.

Tan Qing was still looking at her own Xiao Jiujiu from the left to the right, without noticing He Mingyu's dangerous eyes for a while.

After a long while.

Tan Qing hasn't finished thinking about it.

And He Mingyu can't tell whether he is the heat caused by fever or the heat in his heart at this time.

He took a deep breath, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, approached the tip of Tan Qing's ears, and tried to lower his voice: "You should think hard, think about it... are you thinking about it?"

The distance between the two is too close.

The hotness of He Mingyu's body soon dyed Tan Qing's body.

Tan Qing was so hot that she subconsciously put out her tongue and exhaled for a long time, and then counted in her heart again with her fingers to make sure that she didn't count the mistakes.

Then Chaohe Mingyu happily nodded: "I've thought about it!"

He Mingyu finally couldn't hold it back, and leaned over to receive a very long kiss with Tan Qing, and got up with an impatient throat, "Think about it...what?"

The ceiling light in the ward has been turned off, leaving only a small night light on the wall.

Tan Qing's thin red face was gorgeous and beautiful under the dizzy yellow light.

He bent his eyes at He Mingyu and smiled, then stretched out his hand to hang He Mingyu's arm: "If we are together, would you give me ninety-nine roses?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu's right hand, which was originally placed on Tan Qing's wrist, slid down to Tan Qing's waist: "Buy. Ninety-nine flowers, picked in the early morning, and airlifted from Austria with ice and dew, are you willing?"

The old-fashioned man who has never been to Austria or seen how many 999 roses has been pondered for a while, and never imagined it.

But it sounds pretty cool.

Line horn.

Tan Qing nodded reluctantly, and moved out the next one: "Then, in the future anniversaries, will you give me a small gift?"

He Mingyu finally understood what Tan Qing was thinking about just now in a state of thinking and thinking.

He stretched out his hand and squeezed the tip of Tan Qing's nose: "Okay. The anniversary of being together, the anniversary of our wedding, the fifth, the tenth, and the fiftieth anniversary, all give you gifts."

Compared with the 999 roses that had no brain to make up the space just now, the small gift that you can imagine is still more satisfying to the silly fox.

So Tan Qing happily stretched out her two long legs and slung on He Mingyu's body, her super expectant eyes bright and dazzling.

He seemed to feel that there were a lot of demands, and he was reluctant to leave one behind. He had to point his finger and tentatively approached He Mingyu: "Then, that, shall we go to the amusement park for a date? Should we go to the Ferris wheel to make a private appointment for life? You can also kiss on the Ferris wheel!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu has been fortunate enough to watch an idol drama with Liao Xian from elementary school to nearly 30 years old this year.

All the scenes contained the main points of the question that Tan Qing just raised.

Of course, there is more than that.

In order to create a romantic atmosphere for idol dramas, there are more pink bubbles.

He Mingyu admits that he has always been low-key and steady, but at this time he is suddenly a little grateful that his memory is still good, and the plots he has watched can still barely remember.

Mainly because of his young age at the time, I really feel that this idol drama is out of touch with reality from the plot to the feelings.

In reality, I am afraid that only fools can fall in love like this.

But I didn't expect...

He Mingyu glanced with a headache when he was pressed under him, and his face was full of Tan Qing who wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with the idol drama——

never mind.

Blame it was too young.

President He, who gave up the bottom line, kissed the soft and soft person in his arms again, and whispered endlessly back: "Okay, when you come back next week, we will go to the amusement park. Go to the Ferris wheel. I will return it. Take you on the merry-go-round, okay?"

Tan Qing's heart moved instantly and raised two fingers: "Then ride twice!"

He Mingyu took Tan Qing's dishonest hand and slowed down his voice: "What else do you want?"

Tan Qing was obviously unable to resist the sugar-coated cannonball offensive. After stroking his chin seriously for a long time, he remembered the two manuscripts that had just been laid out: "There are more! You--"

He Mingyu: "Huh?"

Tan Qing rubbed He Mingyu with her leg embarrassedly, and said in a low voice, "Then...Will you buy me a big diamond ring? Do we also have big weddings with grass and red carpet? It’s super awesome to come to a lot of people’s weddings!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu's originally suspended heart finally fell completely.

Not to refuse.

It is not hesitating.

only--

He Mingyu curled his lips, and a thick smile couldn't stop flowing slowly from the bottom of his eyes.

He tightened the hand that was behind Tan Qing's waist, and easily pulled the person in his arms to the position of his heart.

He Mingyu kissed the top of Tan Qing's hair: "If a lot of people come and the whole world knows that we are married, would you be afraid?"

Tan Qing's heart has flown to the carousel back: "Why should you be afraid?"

He Mingyu's gaze was dark and deep, and he locked it tightly on Tan Qing: "Everyone knows that we are married, so you won't have the opportunity to find someone else again...look at other people again, have scandals with other people, you know?"

Tan Qing got a head out of He Mingyu's arms without understanding.

It seemed that he thought about it for a while, and then nodded: "Hmm. I know, that's what it says on TV! If two people get married, and then find someone else, they will come out...come out?"

He Mingyu reluctantly corrected Tan Qing's words: "It's a derailment."

The mountain monsters with high illiteracy and low education lie in He Mingyu's arms earnestly learning two new words.

Then he patted his chest, and was about to stick to Teacher He's promise.

But suddenly I thought of something: "But He Mingyu, I saw Weibo before, and they all said that the two men will get married or not give the red book..."

He Mingyu interrupted Tan Qing's words: "Let's go to Las Vegas and go tomorrow."

Tan Qing searched for a long time in the name of the city he knew, and said grievously: "Oh, but where is Las Vegas?"

He Mingyu rubbed Tanqing's hair: "I'll take you. When I go to the hospital, Lin Yu will call the director. Do you have anything to pack?"

The instincts of small animals make Tan Qing always feel that she is on the edge of the thief ship.

He glanced at He Mingyu timidly: "You, it's not so good for you to leave the hospital so soon... I, it seems not so good for me to skip work..."

"Nothing bad."

He Mingyu pecked and kissed Tan Qing who was suspicious of the fox in his arms, and said softly, "We will have the wedding after we get the certificate."

"For your favorite lawn dinner wedding, we will book the seven-star hotel in City J, and even the surrounding shopping malls and resorts for three days of carnival."

Tan Qing: "..."

He Mingyu kissed Qing's earlobe: "The He family treasured a 60-carat fl blue diamond left by South African gold prospectors in the 1920s, the only one in the world. Cut it and give it to you. A diamond ring, do you like it?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing, who was hit by sugar-coated shells and had a pain in her waist and back, hugged He Mingyu's shoulders dizzyly and raised her face.

Not yet successful.

He Mingyu pressed it in his arms again and rubbed his butt: "Tan Qing, okay?"

Tan Qing: "Woo...good, good."

The crumpled leg was soft and smashed by the carousel Ferris wheel and the big lawn wedding. Tan Qing nestled in He Mingyu's arms. After thinking about it hard for a while, he said softly: "Get married when you get married... He Mingyu, I will protect you, not cheat, and when you are old, I won't despise you..."