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Tan Qing followed He Mingyu and climbed into the back seat of the car, then turned around and pulled the backpack to the front, yawning greatly.

Tan Ji Ji who was sitting in He Mingyu's arms also yawned exactly the same as Tan Qing, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes sleepily, and then looked at Tan Qing unblinkingly.

The **** was still very young, swaying in the back seat.

Seeing that Tan Qing had no intention of moving, He Mingyu had to reach out and hug Tan Jiji again: "He sleeps by himself every night?"

Tan Qing changed a comfortable sitting position, and while thinking about new ways to make money tomorrow, she defended herself: "I am definitely not so irresponsible! I tell him bedtime stories every day."

From contact with children to the present, He Mingyu hasn't met Tan Qing even if he looks like a parent with a child.

therefore.

When hearing the bedtime story, He Mingyu rarely felt that Tan Qing had some conscience.

He Mingyu gently patted his back and talked, and said softly: "Your little dad is going to tell you a story. After listening, he will sleep well, okay?"

The boy didn't know whether he understood or not, he stretched out his chubby fingers and put them in his mouth.

He Mingyu wrapped his hands: "You can't eat your hands, it's unhygienic."

"Cut, what's unhygienic?"

Tan Qing tilted her head to watch He Mingyu's education talk, and retorted in disagreement, "Isn't it clean after licking? It's convenient and fast."

When he was a little fox without cultivating, his parents taught him to lick his paws.

In order to verify the authenticity of what she said, Tan Qing raised a finger casually and opened her lips slightly.

His fingers are different from the whispering and plump little fingers. They are soft, white and slender, trimmed neatly and roundly.

The knuckles slowly invaded, gradually sinking into the soft and moist lips.

Then he was held by the red lips.

After a while, he pulled it out again slowly.

He Mingyu even saw the moist wet spots on the fingertips, like water marks brought out by the time of ambiguity.

Tan Qing is now a mortal body after all. From the morning to Shengjing Entertainment to the night market stalls, after a day of non-stop running around, she is really tired.

He leaned lazily on the leather seat, his voice somewhat dumb: "Look, clean?"

He Mingyu's gaze stayed on the white fingertips, and it took a long while to say in a low voice: "The child is still next to him, what a fool."

Tan Qing: "???"

He was just a demonstration, where was he messing around.

The friendly science popularization was interrupted mercilessly by He Mingyu. Tan Qing was very sad, leaning on the edge of the back seat more and more wilted, and yawned again.

He Mingyu sat for a while, and couldn't help but look at Tan Qing next to him.

Then I found that Tan Qing seemed to be no longer ready to tease him.

Is it because it was rejected just now?

He Mingyu couldn't help but wonder if what he had just said was serious. After thinking about it, he found a new topic: "What stories do you usually tell him?"

Tan Qing seemed to be quite sleepy with Tanjiji.

He tried to lift his eyelids and glanced at the little boy: "Just the story of those little animals. Hold him well, and I will tell him to sleep quickly."

Then Tan Qing began to tell the story responsibly.

"Once upon a time... there was a bear in the back mountains. He was so ugly that he was always bullied by a pack of gray wolves."

"Later, Big Bear went deep into the mountains and asked the fox ancestor how he could not be bullied."

"The fox ancestor said you practice harder..."

Tan Qing's little chicken nodded his head a few times, became more sober, and continued, "Yes, practice harder...When you become a bear spirit, you will come back and kill all the gray wolves."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu thought that he really shouldn't have any expectations for Tan Qing.

What kind of children's story is this? It's almost like a horror nursery rhyme.

I don't know if I understand the conversation.

When He Mingyu lowered his head to look at him, he smiled stupidly at He Mingyu showing the fleshy red gums with few teeth.

He Mingyu decided to do everything himself: "You just tell him this every day?"

Tan Qing looked innocent, and said with reason and evidence: "Yes, there are grievances and grievances, what you plant for and results, a good story must have flesh and blood!"

He Mingyu took a weak breath: "...Don't worry about your child's future studies."

Tan Qing swears that he heard a subtle dislike from He Mingyu's words.

However, as a scumbag who was not prepared to let Tan Jiji go to school, Tan Qing thought for a while and felt that she had nothing to lose.

So he rolled his eyes and approached He Mingyu pretendingly: "He Dong..."

He Mingyu put a quilt on Tanji who was asleep: "What else is there?"

Tan Qing showed a flattering smile and stretched out his hand towards He Mingyu: "Well...everyone else has a year-end bonus, does Shengjing Entertainment give it a year-end bonus?"

He Mingyu glanced at him: "Yes."

Talk about beauty.

He Mingyu: "You don't have one."

Tan Qing: "???"

Tan Qing was very unconvinced: "Why didn't I wow?! I have also worked hard to move bricks in Shengjing for a year!"

He Mingyu shook his head: "Your cooperation project defaulted too much, and the finance department did not dare to pay compensation without authorization. It reported it to Rongsheng, and Rongsheng informed several major shareholders. I only saw the final indemnity a few days ago. project."

Tan Qing asked in a painful voice: "Is it all because of the news that I had **** with you and told me that I was in breach of contract?"

He Mingyu: "..."

The He family has been rich for three generations, and can be regarded as a real scholarly family.

The education He Mingyu received from an early age was to know Li Mingzhi.

Fortunately, Tanqing never speaks carefully, and just speaks vulgar words.

He Mingyu reluctantly corrected Tan Qing's words: "To be precise, it is not because of our... news, but because the news has caused you too much negative influence. That's why the merchant sue you for breach of contract."

Tan Qing felt more aggrieved as she listened, and said very sadly: "But I can't do it alone...Why is no one bothering you?"

He Mingyu: "..."

Because they dare not.

He Mingyu met Tanqing’s bright eyes, and saw the tears in the corners of his eyes that were not falling. He felt soft again: "Forget it, if you still want to film in the future, I'll let you arrange a position, okay? ?"

Tan Qing's hypocritical tears will be accepted as soon as he says: "Really?"

He Mingyu finally realized that he had been fooled, but when he refused, he turned his lips again: "Really."

Tan Qing was a little pleased. He lowered his head and figured it out for a while, then carefully raised his head: "Then, do I have a year-end bonus?"

He Mingyu: "..."

Mr. He ruthlessly refused to talk about his classmates.

And he indifferently withdrew his gaze, changed the posture of the child Tanjiji in his arms, remained silent and sat back home all the way.

The expensive car parked quietly at the door of the dilapidated shantytown.

Before seeing Tan Qing going to talk about the nape of the neck, He Mingyu reached out and hugged the child back, and said: "I will take him to check tomorrow morning. I won't go back with you tonight."

Tan Qing heard the words happily: "Will you pack up the **** after the inspection?"

He Mingyu obviously didn't like Tan Qing's tone, and said seriously: "Tan Qing, even if I recognize him. You are also the child's other father. I don't want him to grow up."

Tan Qing whispered: "But there are two dads who are scared..."

He Mingyu glanced at Tan Qing blankly.

Tan Qing silently drew a piece of tape on her mouth.

The eldest brother and driver, who followed all the way, went into the kitchen to pick up the boy's rolls and daily necessities, and returned to the door to watch, nose, nose, and heart.

He Mingyu's voice became clearer when no insects were heard in the winter night.

Perhaps it is because the long night makes people patient, and his tone of voice is also soft: "I'll take the child home first, you go to bed early and lock the door."

Tan Qing took off her windbreaker, leaving only a long-sleeved shirt, and lazily turned her head and waved at He Mingyu.

The heating in the low-rise houses of this kind of shanty town does not burn well, and the indoor temperature is not a few degrees higher than the outside, and you can feel a chilly feeling after standing for a while.

The white shirt on Tan Qing's body was probably washed a lot, and it was a bit yellowish at the glance.

In addition, the shirt is already thin, and when you look from a distance, you can even see a thin waist under the shirt.

At this moment, the waist was twisted back, soft and seductive.

He Mingyu found that he was just an inevitable person, especially the fact that he was easy to be teased, which appeared vividly in Tan Qing tonight.

He gave a low cough, hid Tan Jiji's face against his chest, and looked at Tan Qing: "Tomorrow, I will call Rong Sheng. If the company has a good project recently, I will arrange for you to show it. Face."

Tan Qing was about to enter the house to calculate when her six hundred thousand liquidated damages could be collected.

Although he didn't want to pay, the TV series told him that this is a society under the rule of law.

Those who violate the law will be caught.

Tan Qing immediately looked at He Mingyu with scorching eyes: "How much money can you give me? Is there 600,000?"

He Mingyu threw away his armor and armor step by step in Tan Qing’s innocent, weak and pitiful eyes, and finally desperately held the final bottom line and hardened his heart: “If you start again, the income will naturally be worse than before. But as long as you work hard, it will be better. Got up."

Tan Qing was not satisfied with this answer, so she squeezed out a perfunctory business smile: "Okay, thank you Dong He."

He Mingyu wanted to say something more, but saw that Tan Qing seemed to be stretched out of sleep.

The short, close-fitting shirt tilted a corner along his stretched position, revealing a small piece of smooth and delicate skin.

Then Tan Qing sat down on the simple wooden bed, and carelessly covered the corners of her mouth: "He Dong, good night."

He Mingyu had to swallow what he was about to say: "Good night."

The front foot of the door just closed.

Tan Qing jumped off the bed abruptly.

He leaned on the windowpane and watched He Mingyu holding the boy into the car, and the car drove into the dark night, even his expression became cheerful.

Great!

From today on, he is a fox who doesn't need to take care of his cubs, so he has a nightlife!

From when he was practicing on the mountain, Tan Qing was too envious of the nightlife of those human beings.

The most important thing is that you don’t have to be responsible.

Maybe there is still an affair.

Maybe you can come across a better life than He Mingyu.

what!

Yearn for.

Tan Qing fiddled with herself twice in the mirror, and then put on a pair of plain glasses bought at the night market.

The dark coral frame made Tanqing's face whiter and smaller.

The others pushed the spectacle frame like a dog, feeling that he was also a hundred handsome tonight, and went out with joy.

The author has something to say: Little Theater, He Mingyu: My wife is always doing everything possible to tease me on him. It's so damning, I decided to agree to his request.

He Mingyu: Wait, where is my wife?

Tan Qingqing: Hee hee

Rong Sheng: Brother, I think you seem a little green.

He Mingyu:...