Vicious Male Raising Cubs Online

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The little boy sitting in the small carriage tilted his head when he heard the movement, and looked at He Mingyu for a while, and the two words were clearly and crisply popped out: "Rake!"

He Mingyu took the health-preserving bird's nest that had been prepared in advance to Liao Xian to the table, and then lifted Tanjiji from the carriage.

The chubby cub, who was only a few days away and seven months old, was fed well, and it was soft and tender when kneaded.

He Mingyu hugged the chatter and played with it for several times, and then he pointed to the boxes of bird's nests: "Mom, Qingqing chose it for you. Take time to drink and drink."

Liao Xian wore a goose-yellow cheongsam. Although she was over a hundred and a half years old, her figure and skin were still well maintained.

She stretched out her hand and took a nest from the delicately packed gift boxes: "Got it from Tan Qing?"

He Mingyu didn't change his face and his heart beat: "Well, he chose it specially for you."

Liao Xian didn't expose He Mingyu either, but only asked Sister Zhong to put away the bird's nest, and asked He Mingyu to sit down and ask: "Did Tan Qing come back with you?"

He Mingyu snorted and grabbed back the hand in his arms that he wanted to reach out to touch the hot teapot: "He is about to be finished, and he will be back in about a week or two."

Liao Xian nodded: "Well, how will he arrange his work in the future?"

I probably heard Tan Qing's name.

The children of Tanjiji once again had a very strong desire for dialogue, sitting in He Mingyu's arms and making gestures babble: "Baba, baba!"

He Mingyu wrapped the small napkin around Tanji's neck around him, and reached out and hooked his son's little finger: "Well, my dad is coming back."

Talking about it, Chonghe Mingyu, who was so happy, burst into a smile with eight teeth.

And stretched out his hand to pick a pistachio from the nut plate on the coffee table, cherished it and placed it in the palm of He Mingyu's palm, and issued an order: "Rake, eat!"

This is the first time He Mingyu has been talked and flattered.

Can't help but froze for a few seconds.

Then Liao Xian, who was sitting across from him, smiled and said, "Let’s eat. Your son is exactly the same as when you were a kid. To please anyone must look at the other person and accept the gift, otherwise he would never give up on his own initiative."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu had to eat the pistachio while talking about the little baby teeth with a smile, and once again promised to the boy: "I will pick him up when your dad is finished, and the words will count."

The little fat cub was satisfied with a few sounds, then lowered his head to play with his little toy.

He Mingyu finally finished the chat, raised his head and said to Liao Xian: "Mom, I told you about the half-year-old banquet of the chat before, I initially plan to set it next week."

Liao Xian took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly, "Just in time to talk about Qing's return?"

He Mingyu: "Right."

Liao Xian said, "Chiji is almost seven months old by the end of this month. The name of the half-year-old banquet is not appropriate. It's better to have a banquet and formally introduce your son and Tanqing together."

The boy's birthday party has been delayed for several months, and it happened to catch up with He Mingyu and Tan Qing to get the certificate.

After much deliberation, Liao Xian is still ready to do something big: "I will tell your dad that I will invite his friends over at that time. But the relationship between Tan Qing and Jiji..."