Vicious male mate raises cubs online

Chapter 21

He Mingyu did not answer immediately.

The background on his phone was very noisy. The sound of chaotic footsteps and continuous crying were mixed together, making it extremely noisy.

After half an hour.

He Mingyu's answer finally came from the other side of the microphone.

The voice still seemed very cold, and he said slowly: "It's okay, don't always watch vulgar cartoons with your little lovers, it will affect your IQ."

Rong Sheng: "Fuck you!"

He Mingyu was expressionless: "My uncle just lay down in the crystal coffin."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng was so angry that he found Tan Qing from the chat software, clicked on the dialog box and sent a series of exclamation points.

Then type: "If He Mingyu doesn't recognize Tan Jiji, you can bring him to be my son!"

Tan Qing also seemed to be playing with her mobile phone, and the screen immediately showed that the other party was typing.

After a few seconds.

Tan Qing replied with a message: "#谷谢##谷谢##谷谢# Do you want me and Tan Jiji to be your son?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng laughed angrily.

I don't know what he was thinking at that moment, his brain twitched, and before his hand could react, a message had already been sent.

"I am willing to be your son's cheap father, why don't you hurry up and sell yourself to pay off the debt?"

Just sent out the first second.

Rong Sheng regretted it.

He put his hand on the withdrawal almost as soon as he sent it out.

With a little finger, the message was withdrawn.

How cowardly.

Obviously, I can't remember how many beds I have rolled in, and I have never been so cowardly.

Rong Sheng put out the cigarette, and wrote back to Tan Qing: "Forget it, I don't want a son who is so hard to support like you. Read the script carefully and go to sleep."

Tan Qing: "..."

After Tan Qing bent down and laboriously picked up Tan Jiji who had just rolled down from the floor, this message was displayed on the screen of the phone.

What does this mean?Could it be that he wants to talk about Jiji and doesn't want him?

Just because he grows up, can't he be the son of a rich woman?

How can this be so?

heartbroken.

Tan Qing, whose glass heart was broken all over the floor, leaned on the head of the bed injured, hugged the cub from the pillow next to him into his arms, and then shook off the nine fluffy and furry tails.

I started to be bored teaching the little cub to divide the tail into three pieces, and then weave twists for fun.

The little cub lay softly on Tan Qing's belly, looked enviously at the nine big white fluffy tails in front of him, and was extremely happy.

Tan Qing skillfully braided the nine tails into three twisted tails, and then began to play with the tip of the tail like a cat teasing stick.

Tan Jiji tried so hard to stretch out his chubby hand to reach for his dad's beautiful big tail, but after a long time, he was almost dizzy by the big tail, but he didn't succeed.

The cub sniffed aggrievedly, turned his head to look at his round bare buttocks.

After thinking hard for a long time, a soft little tail finally poked out shyly from between the two buttocks.

Tan Jiji immediately grinned happily and applauded himself.

Then, he carefully held up his tail with two small hands, and then pulled it from behind the buttocks to the front.

He looked at his own tail, raised his head again, and looked at Tan Qing's tail.

The nine big tails are hairy, smooth and beautiful.

Little tail……

Woo.

Tan Jiji's big watery eyes filled with golden beans in a second.

Tan Qing, who was hugging the little boy, even licked two little tails in a very cheap way.

Not only did he pluck out a few fluffy little fox furs, but he also commented objectively: "Why is there only one tail, it's so ugly, and it's shedding fur, alas!"

The golden beans in Tan Jiji's big eyes crackled and fell down.

"Whoa whoa whoa—"

Tan Qing: "..."

Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of He Mingyu's room seems to be good, so this time only Tan Qing alone bears the little boy's magic sound.

Tan Qing's tail was blown up by Tan Jiji's quarrel, and she touched the cub's little tail in despair: "Don't cry, don't cry, look, although you only have one tail, look at you The humans around don't have tails! You are much better than them."

"Woo... woo, hiccup..."

The little boy was so out of breath from crying that the pillow was almost wet with tears.

While crying, he looked around.

After finding that there was no one else in the whole space except Tan Qing, I was immediately sad.

So Tan Jiji scratched his neck and wailed, while being weak and helpless, he raked with his tender voice.

"Rake, woo woo... rake..."

Tan Qing: "..."

Forget it, cry.

I fell asleep when I was tired.

Tan Qing finally gave up the treatment, and Youya Youzai's soft and fluffy big tail was used as a pillow under her buttocks.

Then he took out his mobile phone, ready to start playing his favorite game, Fight the Landlords online.

Before the game started, Tan Qing casually glanced at the boy.

Then suddenly found out.

At some point on the top of Tan Jiji's little head, two obvious pointed ears popped out.

The heart of the ear is soft light red, and the back of the ear is a layer of fluffy white fur.

The cochlea is forward, with a lovely arc.

It doesn't look like a human ear at all.

It may be because the little owner of the fox ears cried too hard.

The small ears that were supposed to be upright now drooped down aggrievedly, and flicked along with Tan Jiji's sobbing movements.

And there is a small gap on the tips of both ears, like an inverted triangle that has been bitten.

It's exactly the same as Tan Qing with her ears exposed.

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing didn't like the small gap in his ear the most, so he basically never exposed his ears.

Although when he was a cub, his parents told him that it was the unique beauty of the nine-tailed fox.

But after the parents left.

Between heaven and earth, there is no second nine-tailed fox.

Tan Qing brought the cub back again, rubbed Tan Jiji's two pointed ears sadly, and said very worriedly: "Oh, I was ugly in the first place, but I also inherited a small open ear, which may be the ugliest among foxes. cub."

so ugly.

How can I lie to my wife in the future...

My father, Tan Qing, fell into deep worry.

Tan Jiji, who was crying happily, had no idea that he had a small ear from crying, but it was rare for a cub to be hugged by Tan Qing since he was born.

So the well-behaved Zai Wo choked for a while in Tan Qing's arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

About half an hour.

After Tan Jiji's intense mood ups and downs subsided, the small ears on the top of the head and the tail behind the buttocks also slowly retracted, turning into an ordinary cub.

Tan Qing took a deep breath, stuffed the cub back into the bed, yawned and got out of bed.

In order to adapt to life in a normal society, the big demon who has become a spirit often ensures that he has exactly the same form as a human.

But when the emotions are intense, once you can't control it, there is still the danger of showing your true colors.

In other words, a partial prototype was revealed.

Angry, crying, too excited...

Tan Qing sat in the bathroom, looked at her little bird and thought for a while.

I don't know if it's dangerous to do weird things like humans... It's said that it should be very cool.

What if you can't control it, show your tail or ears, and get caught?

Tan Qing finished thinking and nodded seriously.

That's right, in the future, we still have to carefully choose who to do shameful things with.

Putting on her trousers and coming out of the bathroom, Tan Qing got dressed in the living room, looked at the huge sum of 150 million in her mobile bank today, and decided to go out and splurge on this beautiful night.

The first choice is of course the wine that was disturbed by Rong Sheng before.

Armed with glasses, a hat and a big mask, Tan Qing went down to the ATM machine under the strange gaze of the bank security guard and took out a large pile of red Mao Zedong.

He put the money in his pocket, got off the bus in the night, and walked happily into the road that the uncle driver had pointed out to him.

Although this alley leads to the busiest wine street, there are no lights inside and the road is not smooth, and even a shared bicycle cannot ride in.

If it is not a shortcut, almost no one will go.

Tan Qing recalled the wine list that he ordered last time in his mind, and considered for a long time what kind of wine to order after he went in.

When he was thinking seriously, a person beside him suddenly rubbed his shoulder heavily and ran over.

Immediately afterwards, Tan Qing immediately felt that the pocket containing the money loosened.

"Damn! Little thief!"

Tan Qing stepped forward with her slender legs, and chased after the money was stolen in the first second.

He was very fast, and he was about to catch that stupid thief in a few steps.

But at the entrance of the alley, a few people in black suits seemed to have been waiting there for a long time, stopping the thief alive under Tan Qing's nose.

Covering his mouth, he restrained the thief's waist with one left and one right, and took it into the biggest wine on the street.

It was the one that Tan Qing visited last time.

Tan Qing: "..."

His position happened to be backlit, and the few bodyguards who had just caught him didn't notice that there were still people in the alley.

150 million instantly became 140 million.

Tan Qing who lost money can be said to be super angry.

He raised his foot and followed those people into the wine with incomparable agility.

The colorful lights and crowds in the wine are still as lively as last time.

Tan Qing kept a certain distance from those people and went up to the second floor.

When I was about to climb the third floor of the stairs, I was stopped by the security guard at the stairs: "Sorry sir, the third floor is our VIP area, and you need a VIP card to enter."

Tan Qing watched helplessly as her money disappeared after a turn, and her eyes were red with anxiety: "But the person who was brought up just now robbed my money!"

The security guard firmly blocked the entrance: "Sir, we didn't see anyone go up just now."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing turned around twice anxiously, and suddenly thought: "Then is He Mingyu a member of yours? Can I use his card to get in?"

The security guard said, "Please show your card."

Wow.

Judging by this reaction, He Mingyu is indeed a VIP member here.

It looks cold and difficult to talk, why don't you come here to drink wine!

The most important thing is not to bring him.

Tan Qing was not very happy, and put on airs in a pretentious manner: "He and I have a... cough cough relationship, you understand? I was going out today to play with his card, but I ended up leaving I quickly forgot. Why don't you give him a call?"

Doing business these days shouldn't be too rigid, especially when the other party reported Mr. He's name.

The security guard thought for a moment, and was a little more polite to Tan Qing: "Please tell me Mr. He's mobile phone number so that we can confirm it."

Tan Qing read the number very smoothly.

Several security guards looked at each other: "Wait a moment."

Today happened to be Mrs. He's first three.

According to the customs of J City, the top three and the seven must do a big job.

In the State Guest Hall, the guests who came to express their condolences came and went, and He Mingyu's great-great-grandson knelt in the center, so busy that he couldn't find time.

then.

Lin Yu, who was holding He Mingyu's mobile phone, had to answer the harassing call in the midst of his busy schedule: "Hi, I am Mr. He Mingyu's special assistant. It is not convenient for him to answer the phone now, so I can convey important matters through me."

Even if it wasn't He Mingyu himself, the security guard's voice was still very respectful: "Excuse me, there is a gentleman here who wants to use Mr. He's VIP card. I wonder if you can ask Mr. He for help?"

"VIP card?"

Lin Yu was so busy with the company's documents that he was dizzy and dazed for a few seconds before he said, "Who is this, what's your name?"

The security guard who made the call took a look at Tan Qing: "My surname is Tan, and my name is Tan Qing."

Lin Yu was taken aback, and immediately stood up for his boss: "Is he alone? Are there no other men or women around?"

The security guard said, "Yes, sir."

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I know, let him use it. I'll tell Mr. He, and he will definitely agree."

After receiving the order, the security guard bowed to Tan Qing uniformly: "Please."

Tan Qing had written all over his face: "You're welcome, you're welcome."

It's nice to have money.

Tan Qing became more and more determined to capture the money taken away by the stinky thief.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the first and second floors, the third floor of this hotel is very quiet.

The dark blue carpet tightly covers the entire corridor, and the thick soundproof wall divides the upstairs space into private rooms that are independent of each other.

Tan Qing only took one look in the corridor, and immediately confirmed the whereabouts of her money.

Because the two black suits that robbed him of 1 yuan just now were standing not far away.

Tan Qing immediately trotted all the way and stood in front of the private room door held by the two people, and was stopped before she could reach out to knock on the door.

"What?"

Unlike the security guards guarding the entrance of the third floor, the strength of these two men in black suits was obviously much higher.

But what does it matter?

Tan Qing tilted her head obediently, smiled, pointed her slender fingers to the crack of the door: "I'm looking for the person you brought in just now."

The expression in the black suit suddenly became ruthless: "Looking for him? Are you here to give him money?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing raised her face and said sincerely: "I came to ask him for money."

Black suit: "..."

The door of the private room was pushed open.

The person who pushed the door frowned and looked at Tan Qing: "Who is he?"

The black suit bowed his head and saluted: "I don't know yet. However, he said he came to find the snake head."

"Looking for the snake head?"

The man curled the corner of his mouth grimly, "Come in."

Tan Qing immediately followed and said politely, "Thank you."

The door behind him closed.

The person who brought Tan Qing in stood still in front of him, then moved a step to the left, averting the sight in front of Tan Qing, and then turned his head: "You're welcome."

From the gap he stepped aside.

Tan Qing saw the man who had just stolen his money in the alley.

The man looked to be in his thirties, with mediocre facial features.

At this time, he was paralyzed on the ground like a soft-footed shrimp, his right hand was hanging down, and a pool of blood trickled down his fingertips onto the floor.

Tan Qing moved forward curiously, looked left and right, and said with great concern: "Wow, brother, are you okay?"

The man was shaking like a sieve, probably seeing that Tan Qing was young and harmless, and was about to hug Tan Qing's thigh while crying: "Help me! Help me! Please, I don't want to die—!"

Tan Qing took a step back cleverly, rubbed her hands, and said distressedly and shyly: "Oh... I want to say, if your hands can still move, I don't have to do it myself. The money came out."

So the new Grandpa Mao, it looks like he just took it from the bank!

man:"……"

"Pfft-"

A low laugh came from a sofa in the back of the room, "Turn on the light, and let me see who else this kid owes besides what he owes me."

The originally dark room was brightened by the sudden light.

Tan Qing reluctantly looked away from her banknotes, and found that there were only a dozen black suits standing in the room and the person who just brought him in.

There was another person sitting on that sofa.

When Tan Qing looked over, she met the man's gaze.

The moment our eyes meet.

He heard the man's voice with a smile: "Look what I found? An oriental beauty."

Tan Qing: "..."

Only then did Tan Qing carefully and patiently look at the person across from him.

Black hair, pale skin, dark green eyes.

Not my race.

Is a barbarian.

As a patriotic fox who has practiced in the old mountains for many, many years, Tan Qing doesn't like foreigners very much.

He looked away with little interest, and focused on his money in the man's pocket on the ground.

The person sitting on the sofa seemed to have never been ignored like this before. After waiting for a few seconds, he stood up by himself, walked to Tan Qing, and asked attentively: "Beauty, are you here to find the snake head?"

This foreigner's Chinese seems to be not very good, and it always has a hard taste.

Tan Qing frowned in distaste, and stretched out her hand to signal the snakehead's trouser pocket: "Ten seconds before I was robbed by your people, he robbed me of 1 yuan."

"ooohshit! How dare you steal money from such a beautiful woman from the East!"

The man bent down himself, took out the money from the snakehead's back trouser pocket, and counted the money one by one in front of Tan Qing, "I'm so sorry, please accept my most sincere apology."

Tan Qing: "..."

Are all Fanbang barbarians so strange?

But for the sake of money, Tan Qing still took the money: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, my beauty."

The man has a baby face, especially harmless when he smiles.

He saluted Tan Qing, and said very politely, "My name is Jane Bohr, my father is from Munich, Germany, and my mother is Chinese. My Chinese name follows my mother's surname. Beauty, you can call me Yan Jianbai."

Tan Qing remained unmoved: "Oh."

Yan Jianbai's baby face smiled brighter, as if the bloody scene in the room just now had nothing to do with him: "Beauty, may I take the liberty to ask your name?"

Tan Qing said expressionlessly, "My name is Liu Dazhuang."

Yan Jianbai's smile didn't change at all, and his two pointed canine teeth looked very cute: "Then, do you need me to take you home?"

Tan Qing also returned a bright smile: "No, thank you for returning my money to me."

He put his 1 yuan on his body, waved to Yan Jianbai, "I'm leaving, goodbye."

Yan Jianbai also waved his hand, looking extremely reluctant: "Goodbye, Oriental beauty."

Seeing that Tan Qing's figure was about to disappear at the door.

The person standing next to Yan Jianbai showed a trace of anxiety on his face: "Master! He saw us using a knife! Do you want me..."

"No hurries?"

Yan Jianbai picked up the white wine on the table and took a sip slowly, "Don't scare my beauty."

"...Then we now..."

Yan Jianbai drank the wine in one gulp, and sighed contentedly: "Go and find out whose card my beauty used to get in."

"Understood. Master, that snake head..."

Yan Jianbai looked at the man on the ground who was so frightened that he peed his pants with disgust, "For the sake of beauty, please spare his life. Cut off his tongue and throw it to the dogs."

"Yes! Young master!"

The wine in the night slowly quieted down, and a car quietly drove away from the door behind the wine.

The crowd of people in He's ancestral home was still surging, and the wailing of mourning music and the praise of the reciters continued endlessly.

He Mingyu found time with great difficulty, got into the car, took a sip of coffee from Lin Yu's hand.

He closed his eyes slightly and rested for a while: "Is there anything urgent?"

Lin Yu said: "Don't worry boss, everything is working normally."

He Mingyu let out a "hmm", opened his eyes after a while and said, "Go to Shengjing Entertainment after get off work today."

Lin Yu was stunned: "Shengjing Entertainment?"

He Mingyu nodded: "Go find Rong Sheng. Just say, I'll send you to pick it up..."

"The pot of honey."

Lin Yu: "..."

Although he didn't know what kind of style his boss smoked, he still wrote it down respectfully: "Okay, I'll wait and go."

Lin Yu paused, and suddenly seemed to remember something: "By the way, boss, there is one more thing today!"

He Mingyu rubbed his eyebrows: "Say."

Lin Yudao: "When you were in the State Guest Room tonight, a call came, saying that Qing Tan wanted to use one of your VIP cards."

He Mingyu nodded casually: "It doesn't matter, let him use it."

Lin Yu was a little apprehensive: "But just now I checked the usage of your VIP card... none of the other cards have been touched, and only one wine card has usage records."

"I checked the information on that card specifically, and it's an exclusive VIP room card on the third floor."

Lin Yu's tone became weaker and weaker: "The wine room belongs to Yan Jianbai, you know him. There may be some chaos in there..."

The author has something to say: a small theater, the author: I finally got a table of mahjong together!

draw.

Yan Jianbai: Three things.Hey, where's your secretary?He is the starting point of my fate with beauty.

He Mingyu: Four barrels.I have gone back to my hometown to farm.

Rong Sheng: Touch.Can I invite Qingqing to dinner?

Ji Yanxiu: Two cakes.What are you talking about?

He Mingyu: Well, the other is chatting.

Rong Sheng: ...I'm sorry.

Yan Jianbai: ...I'm sorry.

Ji Yanxiu: ...