mousepad-d2 Chapter 105 (1)
Chapter 105 (1)
Ever since she found out that hugging and hugging He Mingyu, her cultivation base would increase gradually.
Tan Qing liked being hugged and kissed by He Mingyu very much.
Not only can his cultivation base increase, but after each kiss, He Mingyu will cook for him and cook a table of meat for him.
Delicious.
Such a happy life lasted for a while.
After marriage, compared to kissing, He Mingyu obviously fell in love with prodding... A series of intimate contacts with negative distance.
Tan Qing couldn't beat him again and again, and it was useless to beg for mercy. He could only be bullied every time with his door wide open, and his whole body was wet.
Spicy chicken smelly man.
Stomach is bloated and feels weird every time.
Especially the more times I do it...it gets weirder and weirder.
Only later.
Tan Qing found out.
After each negative distance contact, my demon soul can be a little more complete than before.
Although ordinary kisses and hugs can also give a little basic nourishment to the already broken and difficult to see demon souls.
But as long as the ass hurts every time it is inserted.
Tan Qing could feel that her fragmented soul that was struck by the sky thunder seemed to be repaired gradually, slowly, little by little because of absorbing the essence of He Mingyu.
And in view of the fact that I have done a lot recently.
Tan Qing recovered most of her cultivation, and began to drift more and more.
Before Yan Mu met He Mingyu's hanging ladder.
Tan Qing had already caught up with him one step ahead.
He reached out and grabbed Yan Mu's shoulder from behind, and with a twist of his wrist, he easily removed Yan Mu's shoulder blade.
Yan Mu paused, and then stopped in his footsteps.
Maybe it's because the other party is also a big monster and not a human being.
Tan Qing's movements also lacked the softness and humility unique to human beings, and seemed a bit rough and barbaric.
When Yan Mu turned around, the shoulder blades that had obviously collapsed looked a little horrible.
But Tan Qing didn't seem to notice Yan Mu's tragic situation at all.
The hand that was originally framed on his shoulder moved up a few inches, and clasped Yan Mu's throat concisely and clearly.
Under the clear moonlight.
Tan Qing's face finally showed a bit of indifference and cruelty that no one else had ever seen.
Compared with his usual obedient and obedient expression.
On that overly delicate face, this kind of sullenness seems to fit better.
Moon Shadow happened to be covered by the hanging ladder.
In the slightly deep and lush forest, you can't see clearly what the people around you are doing at a distance of only a dozen meters.
The night wind howls.
Helicopter propeller noise was also howling.
Tan Qing pinched Yan Mu's throat very easily and lifted him up, and glanced at the height of He Mingyu's hanging ladder from the corner of his eye.
He turned around and pressed Yan Mu behind a tree.
"I may have known you before."
Tan Qing's eyes are also cold, with a kind of indifference that is isolated from the world and inhumane, "But in fact, the old man doesn't mean much to me."
Yan Mu's throat was easily pinched by three cold white fingers, and he was obviously having difficulty breathing.
He coughed a few times with difficulty, and squeezed out a shy smile: "Really?"
Yan Mu took a few more breaths, and his voice seemed to come out word by word from the tip of his throat: "When Fenghuang left, weren't you very sad..."
Tan Qing's subordinates immediately exerted a three-point force, as if they could almost strangle Yan Mu to death on the spot.
But soon he let go of his hand, tilted his head, spread his useless hand, and said with a smile: "I'm not sad. Don't think too much about it. Sad meddling bird."
A strong sense of suffocation spread, and the blood on Yan Mu's face faded quickly.
He struggled to breathe a few times, turned his head away, as if unable to continue speaking.
Tan Qing glanced at He Mingyu's direction again.
He has already descended more than half of the hanging ladder, and he will be able to land in about a few minutes.
Tan Qing turned her eyes back to Yan Mu, stared at the person in front of her, and hesitated for a few seconds: "Oh, okay. For the sake of the past, I won't kill you. But you have to kill He Mingyu, I can't let you go."
I don't know if Yan Mu was ready to die before he came, or if he left a lifelong regret because he didn't kill He Mingyu.
From the very beginning, his eyes were fixed on He Mingyu, as if he wanted to kill him with a knife.
Tan Qing kicked Yan Mu in displeasure, and said seriously, "Crooked? Hey, can you respect me?"
Yan Mu turned around: "Tan Qing, I like you. No, I love you."
Tan Qing: "..."
Yan Mu seemed ready to put all his eggs in one basket: "I'll kill He Mingyu, and then we'll go back to Laoshan, how about it?"
Tan Qing: "..."
Tan Qing looked at him like he was looking at a two-hundred-jin fool.
Yan Mu smiled to himself: "You really don't want to."
Tan Qing was silent for a while, which was rare: "...I think you may need a power call."
Yan Mu seemed to see a little hope, and asked persistently: "What is the electricity? I'm going to call you, would you like to go back to Laoshan with me?"
Tan Qing: "..."
Forget it.
Let's beat him to death.
It should have been hopeless.
Tan Qing shook her head in despair, and put her hands on the top of Yan Mu's head: "No, it's very expensive to send a phone call. I still accept your cultivation, you should practice hard again."
After finishing speaking, she seemed to feel that she needed to add something. Tan Qing thought hard for a few seconds: "Start from scratch, be a good monster. Don't try to make a big deal every day, be obedient."
Yan Mu: "..."
Most of the world view of monsters is related to blood and blood, and there are many big monsters who do anything to increase their cultivation base.
The moment Tan Qing's finger touched Yanmu Yaodan.
The breath that was almost exactly the same as before his demon soul was broken seemed to linger spontaneously, actively following Tan Qing's fingertips and blending into Tan Qing's internal organs.
Yan Mu leaned against the thick tree trunk, neither struggling nor resisting, just looked at Tan Qing very quietly.
watched for a while.
He asked, "Will I still remember you after I lose my cultivation?"
Tan Qing said sincerely: "That must not be possible. After losing your cultivation base, you can be whatever you want."
Yan Mu paused again: "Then what if I die?"
Tan Qing: "..."
Yan Mu said, "Will you be sad?"
Tan Qing: "..."
that must-
will not.
With the loss of the demon power, Yan Mu's appearance gradually appeared very different from before.
Chu orange scales appear and disappear on Yan Mu's neck.
He raised his head as if he was struggling, and his five fingers that were originally human became claws, and he grabbed the air.
When a snake grows claws, it turns into a jiao.
It is said that snakes have been practicing for thousands of years, if they can get a sign or chance, they will have the opportunity to get rid of the snake body and transform into a jiao.
The so-called signs of the sky are too illusory, but it is the term of chance.
If you're lucky, you might actually come across it.
The pain of being stripped of one's cultivation is tantamount to stripping one's bones and scales.
Yan Mu's whole body was trembling violently, but his eyes were still fixed on Tan Qing, as if he must remember what the person in front of him looked like.
Tan Qing's goosebumps dropped all over the floor, and she almost swallowed Yan Mu alive with her hands trembling twice.
He calmed down for two seconds.
Changing the angle, he said to Yan Mu: "Would you like to open something, dear, you have practiced once, and it is not so easy to die. After returning to the prototype this time, it will be a clean sheet of paper, and you will not remember anything. La."
Yan Mu: "..."
Tan Qing's consolation is as bloody as his bedside story: "Start from a small snake, and eat whoever you want. But don't eat people, or you will be struck by lightning in the future. Don't miss me too. , Look at you, you're thinking about it like a fool."
Yan Mu: "..."
His cultivation was exhausted bit by bit, and finally Yan Mu couldn't say a word.
The originally tall and big figure gradually withered down, slackened, and disappeared.
Tan Qing gave a "tsk", retracted her hand, and bent down.
Two fingers flicked and pulled from the lawn on the ground, and picked up a small, thin snake.
Light cyan snakeskin with light dark gray patterns printed on it.
The little snake is very thin and long, and it looks very peaceful.
He didn't struggle much and didn't move around, and after being lifted up, he honestly corrected a book.
He Mingyu had already jumped down the last few steps of the hanging ladder, stepped forward, and hurriedly walked towards Tan Qing.
Tan Qing, who had just sucked his cultivation base, burped, looked left and right, and looked at the little green snake in his hand.
Bored, he tugged the snake's head, and then tugged at the snake's tail.
It feels quite fun.
then.
When He Mingyu walked to Tan Qing's side with a worried face.
I saw Tan Qing jumping out of the big tree while lowering his head.
Two slender and dexterous hands danced back and forth, turning a rope in their hands into different patterns.
He Mingyu stopped.
Turning the rope in Tan Qing's hand, she spit out a bright red snake letter towards He Mingyu.
He Mingyu: "..."
He Mingyu paused for two seconds, stretched out his hand to pinch the seven inches of the little green snake, and confiscated it from Tan Qing's hand.
Then fiercely tied two knots in a row.
Tan Qing: "..."
Then He Mingyu took out his mobile phone from his pocket with a cold face, dialed the number, and said to Lin Yu, "Get off the plane."
Tan Qing: "..."
It's too awful.
Like Lin Yu.
Tan Qing had excellent eyesight and glanced at the weak, pitiful and helpless Lin Yu who was trembling on the hanging ladder.
Then he glanced at Yan Mu who had been hit by He Mingyu in front of him.
Always felt.
Was He Mingyu's body broken by being so frightened by the accident this time?
Lin Yu had never gotten off the helicopter's hanging ladder in his life.
After climbing for almost 10 minutes, he finally climbed down the hanging ladder with difficulty.
It took another 10 minutes to move from the ladder to the boss with shaking legs.
Lin Yu opened his mouth, his teeth chattering: "Old, boss, what's wrong?"
The boss turned around and handed him a snake.
Lin Yu: "..."
Lin Yu took a step back and sat down on the ground in fright.
It's really miserable.
Tan Qing felt that Assistant Lin was about to cry.
Fortunately, He Mingyu didn't directly ask Lin Yu to catch the snake with his bare hands, but said in a cold voice, "Open that leather bag in your hand."
Lin Yu: Huh.
Trembling, Lin Yu cleaned out the contents of the purse, and turned his head to the side: "Old, boss, please, please."
Then Tan Qing watched He Mingyu stuff the little green snake into the briefcase.
Also zipped up.
Tan Qing: "..."
He Mingyu withdrew his hand, took out the plaid handkerchief that was always in the pocket of his suit trousers, and wiped it clean finger by finger.
Then he turned around and glanced at Tan Qing.
Tan Qing always felt that the current He Mingyu was more dangerous, so he ran away: "I'll go and bring the kid back, you wait for me!"
He Mingyu: "..."
Without President He's consent.
Tan Qing, the first-level troublemaker, has already left the scene first.
Only Lin Yu was left standing there with a briefcase that looked extremely quiet.
It's just shaking more than before.
He Mingyu glanced at Tan Qing's back, suddenly seemed to remember something, and waved his hand like Lin Yu: "You get on the plane first. If you are afraid, lock your things in the safe."
Lin Yuru received an amnesty: "I know the boss!"
He Mingyu hummed: "Take care of it after you go back. I think this snake is quite rare. Go check if it is a rare species. If so, send it to the research institute."
Lin Yu: "..."
Lin Yu's hair stood on end, and he shook a few more times: "Then... what if it's not?"
He Mingyu glanced at him expressionlessly: "Send it to the zoo."
Lin Yu: "..."
Fine.
Just send it.
The boss is right.
Lin Yu stared worriedly at the tightly sealed briefcase for a while, and then climbed the hanging ladder in two warring directions.
Seeing Lin Yu's figure enter the helicopter again.
Tan Qing just picked up Tan Jiji who was obediently lying on her stomach.
It may be that he has been kidnapped for too long, or he may be hungry.
In short, the poor little boy wrapped himself up with his tender little tail, put his little head on his front paws, and fell asleep aggrieved.
She didn't wake up until she was picked up by Tan Qing.
There are inevitably some dead branches and grass leaves in the woods in the suburbs.
Tan Qing held the cub by the nape of his neck and lifted Tan Jiji up, then reached out and patted off the dead leaves and grass branches on his pure white fur.
Then when He Mingyu walked over.
Quickly picked up the brown wild rabbit that Tan Jiji was pressing under his belly: "Your son caught it for you!"
He Mingyu: "..."
He Mingyu glanced at the little white fox held in Tan Qing's arms, and then at the half-dead rabbit with two long ears in Tan Qing's hands.
There was a long silence: "Go home first."
After turning into a prototype, Tanjiji is a cute, good-looking and well-behaved little fox who is neither thin nor fat.
But obviously, Tan Qing couldn't take the little fox on the plane like this.
The little fox slept soundly on the shoulder of the big fox. The big fox raised his head and looked at the plane: "Why don't you go back first? I'll take him back when the cub wakes up."
He Mingyu glanced at Tan Qing, took out his mobile phone, and said something to the people on the plane.
A few minutes passed.
The helicopter that had hovered for nearly 10 minutes restarted and sailed directly out of the night sky.
Tan Qing: "..."
Drive, drive away?
Tan Qing hugged the chubby boy in her arms with a sad face, and looked at He Mingyu with great worry.
He can move the little fat cub.
But he didn't understand He Mingyu.
He Mingyu, who could neither hit nor hold his mouth, walked a few laps among several luxuriant trees in the night wind, and then identified one of them, beckoning to Tan Qing: "Come here, I'll make them disappear temporarily Two 10 minutes, there is no wind here."
Tan Qing: "..."
Although I don't understand what I can do in 10 minutes.
But Tan Qing always felt that from this meeting, He Mingyu's state was not quite right.
A little cold.
He seemed a little angry again.
After all, Tan Qing is not a human being, so she can't feel people's emotions very well, so she could only sit down obediently, hugging the little boy, and raised her face: "Okay, I'll wake up the little fat boy in 10 minutes or so." And shall we go home?"
He Mingyu didn't say yes or no.
He lowered his head, looked at Tan Qing, and asked, "Is that snake just now Yan Mu?"
Tan Qing: "..."
This is really a fatal problem.
Tan Qing looked at He Mingyu's face, and asked tentatively, "Did you throw him into the woods?"
He Mingyu's face had an inexplicable chill, and he paused for a few seconds: "No. I asked Lin Yu to send him to the animal laboratory."
Tan Qing: "..."
It was so suffocating.
Tan Qing was speechless for a while.
Before he could open his mouth, he heard He Mingyu say again: "There is cyanide in the glass of wine on the stage, you know it too, don't you?"
Tan Qing had never heard of this thing at all, and she couldn't say it well after repeating it several times: "Qing...Qing what..."
He Mingyu interrupted Tan Qing's words.
Facing him, he squatted down, eye level with Tan Qing: "You know that there is poison in the wine, so you took it away."
Tan Qing shook her head resolutely: "No! I only found out after drinking it!"
He Mingyu didn't speak any more.
There was a moment of silence.
Tan Qing glanced left and right, no matter how he looked at He Mingyu, he had a cold face.
I can't see if he is angry.
There was another gust of night wind.
Before the chill of early spring sweeps in with the midnight chill.
A windbreaker that was obviously two sizes too big was covered on Tan Qing.
Off-white, cold and windy.
at the same time.
He Mingyu's voice was also mixed with the quiet wind, and it came together.
"Tanqing, I love you."
Tan Qing: "..."
Although he asked He Mingyu sideways about this question a long time ago.
But suddenly got the answer in this case.
Still a little surprised.
Especially when you accept confessions twice a day.
Tan Qing blinked, and gave He Mingyu a smirk: "Hey hey."
He Mingyu ignored the smile, but spoke again and asked another question: "What about you?"
Tan Qing: "..."
The fatal problem followed by another series of deaths.
Tan Qing took a deep breath, and was about to bite the bullet and answer first.
But He Mingyu then asked the third question: "Will it be very tiring to be with me like this?"
Tan Qing: "..."
Is this exciting?
Based on He Mingyu's deviant performance throughout the night, Tan Qing had to treat these two issues with caution.
I'm afraid that if I don't answer well for a while, it will lead to serious consequences.
However, Tan Qing hadn't finished thinking about it yet.
The little cub in his arms arched, and the fluffy, white and tender little fox tail wagged left and right a few times like a puppy.
The chubby little glutinous rice balls changed back again, rubbed their eyes with soft chubby hands, then yawned a lot, and raised the tip of their noses aggrievedly: "Woo...you are hungry..."
Tan Qing: "..."
He Mingyu: "..."
The silly Zai Zai successfully disintegrated the subtle and inexplicable distance between the two.
Compared to someone like Tan Qing who would exploit the last white rabbit toffee from a little boy, He Mingyu is obviously more reliable.
At this time, He Mingyu reached out his hand from his suit to feel for it, and after searching for a while, he took out a baby bottle that was one size smaller than usual from the pocket of his suit trousers.
It's kind of insulated.
He Mingyu unscrewed the cap of the baby's feeding bottle and put it in Tan Jiji's hand.
Tan Jiji was as happy as hugging the biggest cow in the world, kissed He Mingyu once, thought about it, and kissed Tan Qing again.
Tan Qing: "..."
He Mingyu: "..."
He Mingyu paused for a few seconds, then fumbled twice from his suit pocket.
He took out a big white rabbit toffee and handed it to Tan Qing: "Are you hungry?"
Tan Qing: "...not bad."
And reached out and took it.
Peel off the candy wrapper and stuff it into your mouth.
From Tan Qing's arms, He Mingyu hugged Tan Jiji, who was puffing up his cheeks and trying to drink milk, and looked up at the helicopter that was flying over again, then turned his head and said to Tan Qing, "Let's go."
Tan Qing: "Oh..."
Tan Qing instigated the white rabbit disheveledly, kicked and followed He Mingyu.
This is no longer the big one-story apartment before.
It was the villa that He Mingyu had renovated on the third ring road before.
One month of renovation.
Ventilation for three months.
Live in at this time, the time is just right.
It's rare to find such a single-family villa with a single family in the land price of J City, not to mention that He Mingyu bought this house within the Fourth Ring Road.
Tall sycamore trees replaced the original wall, covering the entire villa area airtight.
The car drove all the way into the yard.
The atrium in the courtyard is a home fountain.
The central shape of the fountain is a phoenix about to fly.
The phoenix is carved out of white clay, it looks extremely delicate, and even every phoenix feather is engraved lifelike.
Raising its head and spreading its wings, the phoenix's beak is shining.
He Mingyu was the first to get out of the car with Tan Jiji in his arms.
Tan Qing moved down, and was taken aback when she saw the phoenix in the courtyard.
He Mingyu took a few steps forward, seeing that Tan Qing didn't keep up, so he stopped: "What's wrong?"
Tan Qing chased after her, looked back at the fountain, and said curiously: "He Mingyu, do you have any special worship for Phoenix?"
The white and fat Tanjiji was not full from a small bottle of milk powder, and at this moment his face was covered in chocolate and he was still persistently licking the piece of hazelnut Dove in He Mingyu's hand.
He Mingyu handed the messy chocolate that the kid licked to Tan Qing, and said expressionlessly: "What?"
Tan Qing: "..."
The piece of chocolate that had been destroyed by Tan Jiji looked like a substandard product site.
Tan Qing hesitated for a while, but still gave the chocolate to the little fat boy again.
The little chubby cub happily touched the tip of his nose again, then rolled his tongue: "Ba ba ba!"
Tan Qing: "..."
Too stupid.
It must be like He Mingyu.
He Mingyu didn't hear Tan Qing's inner slander, and the two adults returned to the big house with the cub they had found.
Before closing the door, Tan Qing took another look into the courtyard.
Although since he came to this world, he also knows that it is not uncommon for humans here to use divine birds like phoenixes as gimmicks.
but.
how to say.
The carved phoenix in the entrance fountain in the atrium—it was only somewhat similar to the one he remembered.
Or maybe, too similar.
Tan Qing didn't really want to recall about that phoenix.
But he sat on the sofa for a while, went upstairs to take a shower, and then went back to the bedroom and curled up under the covers.
Always think about it.
Thinking of He Mingyu, who had changed into her pajamas, pushed open the bedroom door, without saying a word to Tan Qing, and went into the bedroom's own bathroom with a somewhat indifferent expression.
The sound of water came from the bathroom.
Tan Qing messed with her hair twice, got out of the bed again, leaned against the head of the bed, and took over the mobile phone that was left on the bedside table when she came in to look at it.
Actually there is nothing to see.
The rookie teammate of Bronze Pesticide is not online, and Tan Qing can't scold the elementary school chicken in the high-end bureau by himself.
So he could only close the game resentfully, and open Weibo, which he hadn't seen for a long time.
Weibo is as lively as ever.
All kinds of water armies compete with each other, marketing accounts are exhausted and I fight, big and small flowers bloom while I bear fruit.
Anyway, still wonderful.
Tan Qing looked through the trending searches out of boredom, and unexpectedly found another trending search that was somewhat related to her.
"Xuanwu" trailer released.
After Tan Qing clicked in, he checked the time.
The release time of this long notice is exactly tonight, no, exactly ten o'clock last night.
Talking about Jiji's loss at the family banquet was not known by any outside media. I don't know if He Mingyu explained it on purpose, or if every guest really kept his mouth shut.
In short, the comment area under the trailer was filled with the voices of netizens eating melons, which seemed relatively harmonious.
XXX: Watching this trailer, thinking that my miserable Ji Qing CP can’t stay together forever, I can’t help but feel sad, heartbroken, heartbroken, sad for autumn and spring...
XX: Sisters upstairs wake up, President He Ba is watching you.
XXX: The sister on the first floor probably lost her account.But the prince and the little prince are happy for me!Hee hee hee I eat the CP in the drama, the boss can't hit me!
XXXX: But do you think the relationship between Boss He and Tan Qing is real?Boss He made it public on Weibo before, but Tan Qing hasn't responded yet, right?
XXX: Maybe it’s because you’re busy and haven’t been online recently?
XX: Jiejie, Xingfantuan told me that Qingqing is online now.
XXX: Although I feel that it is not good to say this, but... I feel that the two of them are really not together during this time.Neither photos nor other news came out.Tanqing is not busy with work these days.
XXXX: No?The CP I just stood firm is about to collapse again?What kind of human suffering is this TM?Is it OK for me to stand on CP because he wants to eat candy after receiving the certificate?
XX: Upstairs sister 1, I'm dead... If it doesn't work, I'll jump into Ji Qing again, this pair of tidbits is really rio...
XXX: XSWL really has ZQSG?There is no truth in this circle, they are all lying to you, He Mingyu and Tan Qing probably made a lot of money by cooperating.
XX: Pai, the next step is probably to cut leeks.
XXXX: In fact, Tan Qing is not a good person herself, and He Mingyu probably wants to use Tan Qing to gain momentum in the entertainment industry.The two of them hit it off immediately, talking about a pure love relationship, they will be fooling the idiots hahh
XX: It's a pity that Ran Anluo is gone, what a seedling.
XXX: Stop.We are forced to speak out about what the ingredients are upstairs, and we should not lose our minds about it.How long has Ran Anluo been cold and still washes, is it disgusting?
XX: Our netizens are just eating melons from rich and powerful families, and fans collect them by themselves.
XXX: Self-accepted fan membership, but ask about our Qingqing's personal relationship.But we all believe that he and Mr. He will last for a long time, and please be rational and don't spread rumors to attack, thank you everyone. #Love#
XX: Follower number 1, copied upstairs, for everyone to compare.
XXX: Follower membership 2.
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He Mingyu came out of the shower.
Just in time to see Tan Qing put down the phone, and looked at him innocently and innocently: "Did you put the brat to sleep?"
It's about talking, He Mingyu still nodded, lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed: "Sleep."
Tan Qinggai skillfully wrapped himself up in a fox tube under the quilt, and then rolled towards He Mingyu wrapped in the tube: "Then shall we sleep too?"
The fox tube rolled into He Mingyu's arms.
He Mingyu paused, but still pulled Tan Qing over behind him: "Go to sleep."
Tan Qing sighed slowly, and buried her head rustlingly.
After thinking about it for a while, he raised his head in confusion: "Aren't we going to exercise before going to bed tonight?"
He Mingyu: "..."
He Mingyu's depression that had been suppressed all day seemed to have reached its peak at this moment, an indescribable sourness emerged from nowhere in his body, and when it was about to spread, it turned into a flame of anger and jealousy .
Burned all the way from the heart to the brain.
He Mingyu turned around abruptly, and clasped Tan Qing's hands above his head.
Then pressed him down.
Tan Qing was instantly crushed and unable to move, the fox tube struggled several times, the corners of her lips collapsed in displeasure: "You are so heavy."
He Mingyu carefully looked at the person under him, and suddenly said: "You want to ask me why I designed a phoenix in the fountain, don't you?"
Tan Qing originally wanted to ask this question while the night was dark and windy, but when He Mingyu brought it up, she immediately nodded happily: "Yes, yes, yes!"
The corner of He Mingyu's mouth hooked up very coldly: "Because I am willing."
Tan Qing: "..."
He Mingyu said again: "Otherwise? What do you think it will be? Do you think I am a Phoenix?"
Tan Qing: "..."
If you don't want to answer, don't answer...
What are you doing so hard.
Tan Qing angrily tried to squeeze herself out of the fox tube, then kicked He Mingyu off the bed.
However, I haven't had time to earn it——
He Mingyu pinched his waist, pulled him out of the fox tube, and pushed him back on the bed.
The scorching breath was blown into Tan Qing's ear.
There was a flame burning in He Mingyu's voice: "Do you miss him? How much do you miss him? Like what Yan Mu said? Because he died for you?"
Tan Qing: "..."
Tan Qing was so suppressed by He Mingyu that she couldn't move, so she could only watch helplessly as the man clutched her two wrists while pulling the pillow towel to tie her two wrists to the head of the bed.
Then he opened the cabinet next to the bed and took out the same things that the two of them usually used.
Slowly and meticulously.
Tan Qing had never seen He Mingyu in this state before, and immediately recalled the consequences of being ruthless, and immediately changed his expression: "No no no no no no——He Mingyu, no no no you wait one time!"
He Mingyu prepared all the tools, and then pulled a brand new unopened box.
Tear off the plastic wrap and put the box upright.
There is a mixture of desire and chill in the voice: "Which flavor do you like, or strawberry?"
Tan Qing tried to find the last ray of life: "...I don't like Fenghuang, I don't like Fenghuang, I really don't like Fenghuang!"
He Mingyu put down the box and turned his head slightly: "Do you like me?"
Tan Qing: "I like it like I like it the most!"
He Mingyu nodded slightly: "Okay, then strawberries."
Tan Qing: "..."
Hello, you fairy board board.
not good.
go away.
not here...
Don't be there!
don't spread your legs...
Woooooooooooo don't poke.
I can't drink anymore...
Get it to the end.
Tan Qing couldn't even tell whether the tip of his nose was the mint scent of the body wash He Mingyu shared with him, or the fishy-smelling orange mixed with peaches and liquid, or the strawberry scent that He Mingyu frothed all at once.
Tan Qing's door was wide open, even her voice was hoarse, and her exhausted consciousness was on the verge of collapse.
He tried to reach out and grab He Mingyu's arm to beg for mercy, but he couldn't hold onto it and fell down again and again.
"I can't do it uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
He Mingyu didn't stop, but grabbed Tan Qing's arm, picked him up, and put him on the back of the bed.
Tan Qing's young bird has been overused, completely drooping, only that point in his body is still being rubbed repeatedly, making him up and down on the edge of the ups and downs.
The white and soft tail voluntarily wrapped around He Mingyu's leg as if surrendering, but he didn't get the slightest compromise.
Tan Qing fell softly into He Mingyu's arms while crying, and repeatedly picked He Mingyu's favorite words according to her previous experience: "I'll be good, Qingqing will be good, my husband spared me..."
He Mingyu's movements froze suddenly, he held Tan Qing's hand tightly, and finally said in a calm voice, "Is the baby good?"
Tan Qing hummed a few times: "Obey..."
He Mingyu: "Then why didn't you tell me anything?"
Tan Qing: "..."
Tan Qing tried her best to open her eyes, and there was obvious confusion in her eyes.
He Mingyu deeply sent himself in: "You go to He Hui and don't tell me, don't tell me about Yan Mu, don't tell me about the poison in the wine. Tan Qing, is this what you call being good?"
Tan Qing: "..."
Tan Qing's thinking was obviously unable to keep up with He Mingyu at this time.
He had to think for a long time, and before he even had time to come up with a lie, he honestly confessed: "Qingqing can solve it by herself..."
He Mingyu's mood didn't change at all because of his words: "What about Phoenix?"
"Phoenix will help you solve it, won't you?"
Tan Qing: "..."
Honestly Tan Qing thought for a while as her brain circuit was blocked, and said honestly: "Fenghuang...is better than Qingqing."
He Mingyu: "..."
He Mingyu really wanted to kill Tan Qing directly.
At this time, Tan Qing, who was already tortured on the bed, couldn't bear it any longer.
He raised his hand with difficulty, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and even said in an extremely aggrieved voice: "He Mingyu, let's go to sleep...I'm so sleepy..."
But He Mingyu just wouldn't let Tan Qing sleep.
He rubbed the person into his arms again, shaking a few times.
Tan Qing was so moved that she panted a few times, and the crying sound that was finally stopped overflowed again.
He Mingyu kissed Tan Qing's lips, and suppressed his low crying in the extremely close kiss: "You promise me one thing, Tan Qing. If you promise, I will let you sleep."
Tan Qing was so tired that she was about to close her eyes again, and said in a daze, "Okay... promise."
He Mingyu lightly bit the tip of Tan Qing's ear: "Tell me whatever happens to you in the future. Even if it's dangerous, tell me. Let's solve it together, okay?"
Tan Qing: "..."
Tan Qing didn't answer.
He Mingyu stabbed him hard.
Tan Qing cried and woke up again, her eyes were red: "I promised, I promised, woo woo woo."
But He Mingyu didn't let him go so easily: "Read it once, and swear."
Tan Qing: "..."
Tan Qing cried: "In the future... I will tell He Mingyu whatever happens to me, no matter how dangerous it is, I swear."
He Mingyu nodded: "OK."
Tan Qing fell asleep after touching the pillow.
Naturally, he couldn't see He Mingyu backing himself out and walking into the bathroom.
After a while, he returned to the bedside with moisture all over his body.
He Mingyu sat down beside Tan Qing's bed, who was already fast asleep, and reached out to help Tan Qing tuck the corner of the quilt.
Then he bent down and kissed the sleeping man lightly on the forehead, "Tan Qing, Fenghuang can do anything for you, and I can do the same."
It's just that the fox, who slept more soundly than a pig, couldn't give him any answer.
The moonlight is lonely.
He Mingyu fastened the last button of his pajamas, closed the bedroom door slowly, and sat down on the sofa in the living room.
He found Lin Yu's name and dialed it, his tone seemed to be cool in the cold night: "How is the situation?"
Lin Yu is staying at the hospital