Vicious Male Raising Cubs Online

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Maybe it's just Tan Qing's unfounded psychological feeling.

But at the moment He Mingyu held the umbrella for him, it seemed that even the sound of the wind was temporarily quiet.

The umbrella that was blown slightly obliquely, and He Mingyu's figure in front of him.

Let Tan Qing suddenly have the illusion of a reversal of time and space.

It seems that there has been such a scene before.

There were also people who stood in front of him during this thunderstorm.

Tan Qing opened her mouth and said nothing, but a mouthful of blood spattered out.

It just happened to splash on the meticulous white collar that He Mingyu had always folded.

In an instant, the collar, which had been soaked only by rain, was dyed the same blood red as Tan Qing's shirt.

Tan Qing wrinkled her nose and sniffed the muddy and **** air, then coughed a few times, and finally cursed He Mingyu slowly and very aggressively: "Are you a fool..."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu's face was sullen, looking like he wanted to put Tan Qing away on the spot.

then.

He Mingyu raised his hand.

Tan Qing's neck shrank in fright. As the blood leaked out, she was still talking about troubles: "Hey... don't be like this, cough cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, don’t beat them... …"

However, that hand did not fall on Tan Qing's head.

The thumb of his right hand fell extremely softly on the corner of Tan Qing's mouth.

She seemed to be afraid of Tan Qing's pain and crying.

Little by little, slowly wiped off the blood on the corners of Tan Qing's lips.

Then he hugged Tan Qing and leaned against the tree.

By the almost faint moonlight.

He Mingyu discovered that Tan Qing could not find a place to comfort him.

covered in wounds.

Bloodstained.

finally.

He Mingyu rubbed Tan Qing's hair that was messier than a chicken coop with his other hand.

The water slid down Tan Qing's hair.

Tan Qing raised her eyes subconsciously and met He Mingyu's sight.

He Mingyu stopped in front of him, only guarding him, without saying a word.

After the silence of the eyes facing each other.

A strange thought suddenly popped into Tan Qing's mind--

This seems to be the first time He Mingyu has not corrected his swearing.

He also scolded He Mingyu.

Alas.

Enough book, enough book.

Take the opportunity to curse a few more words.

Tan Qing can't move anywhere, and it hurts so much. He only has a mouth that can run the train as usual: "You don't argue that you are stupid! Do you think you are stupid too?"

He Mingyu looked at the relationship with a deep gaze, but still didn't say a word.

Tan Qing was stared inexplicably with a guilty conscience, and turned away from her eyes: "Oh, stupid human beings, please go back quickly and don't get in the way here..."