Vicious Male Raising Cubs Online

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He Mingyu did not answer immediately.

The background on his phone was very noisy, the chaotic footsteps and the continuous crying mixed together, it was very noisy.

After a long while.

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

The voice still looked very cold, and slowly said, "It's okay, don't always watch low-level and interesting cartoons with your little lovers, which will affect your IQ."

Rong Sheng: "Fuck your uncle!"

He Mingyu was expressionless: "My uncle just lay 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 marks.

Then type: "If He Mingyu refuses to talk, you will take him to be my son!"

Tan Qing seemed to be playing on the phone too, and the screen immediately showed that the other party was typing.

After a few seconds.

Tan Qing replied with a message: "#藍親##貽親##貽親# is this to let me and Tan Jiji be your son?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng laughed angrily.

I don't know what he was thinking at that moment. With a twitch of his mind, a message was sent out before he could react.

"I am willing to be your son as a cheap father, don't you want to sell yourself to pay off the debt?"

The first second just sent out.

Rong Sheng regretted it.

He placed his hand on the withdrawal almost the first moment it was sent out.

With a single finger, the message was withdrawn.

That's really scary.

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

Rong Sheng pinched the cigarette out, and re-entered the content to Tan Qing: "Forget it, I don't want your son who is so difficult to feed. I read the script carefully and fell asleep."

Tan Qing: "..."

After Tan Qing bent down and labored to pick up the chat that had just rolled down from the floor, this message was displayed on the phone screen.

What does this mean? Is it because you want to talk and don't want him?

Just because he has grown up, can't he be a son for a rich woman?

How can this be?

heartbroken.

With a broken glass heart, Tan Qing leaned against the head of the bed wounded, took the little boy into his arms from the pillow beside him, and then shook the nine fluffy and furry tails away.

At first, I was so boring to teach the little boy to divide the tail into three, and then weave twists to play.

The little boy lay softly on Tan Qing's belly, looking enviously at the nine big white tails in front of him, very happy.

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

Tanji tried very hard to reach out Xiao Pang's hand to reach Dad's beautiful big tail, but after enough for a long time, he was almost fainted by the big tail and he was unsuccessful.