The daily life of the film emperor raising cubs

Song Yu took a shower first, and now she was sitting on the bed, with Ling Jing's shirt still loosely wrapped around her body.

He stared at the bathroom door for several seconds, but it still hadn't opened, so he stretched out his little hand towards the balm.

Ling Jing has to do this kind of preparation every night.

Song Yu's fear at the beginning has now become an adaptation, and if Ling Jing doesn't do it one day, he will still be moaning and moaning.

Melt the balm in the palm of your hand and rub it in little by little.

That feeling was so weird that Song Yu's little face was forced to turn red.

I do not know how long it has been.

Ling Jing only wore a pair of underwear and a bath towel on his upper body, opened the door and came out.

Seeing Song Yu wrapped in the quilt, he called out, "Yuyu, the quilt is so tight, is it hot?"

Song Yu didn't say a word, his head was lowered, and Ling Jing couldn't see his expression clearly.

Putting the towel on the chair casually, Ling Jing stepped forward in a few steps, throwing off the quilt to go in.

But as soon as he lifted the quilt, his hands froze.

"Yu... Yuyu?"

Ling Jing's pupils suddenly constricted for a moment, and he looked at Song Yu with a shocked expression.

Song Yu blushed to death, his beautiful amber pupils were wet at the moment: "Ling Jing, I, I want it."

Ling Jing looked at a certain place, and his tone was incredulous: "You did all of this yourself?"

Song Yu grabbed the quilt and nodded.

His entire body was covered in pink, but his face was attractively red.

Ling Jing also heard that he was inviting himself in a low voice: "Come in quickly..."

Such a scene, no one can bear.

Ling Jing's eyes were flushed, he leaned over, and finally pressed the little guy who was so obedient and soft-hearted.

A room of spring.

Outside the door, in the microwave oven in the kitchen, the locked dragon egg was angrily hitting the glass.

I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad!He even locked up the balls!

Before being locked up, I personally made a steamed egg in the microwave on the spot with other eggs in front of Eggy!

This is a threat, a naked threat.

The dragon egg in the microwave oven was still trying to escape from the prison, and Song Yu was crying until his voice became hoarse on the bed in the bedroom.

"Woooo, I don't want it anymore."

Song Yu was bullied so badly that her whole body was limp, and even the movement of reaching out to push Ling Jing was soft as if she was acting like a baby.

Ling Jing lowered his head and kissed his little face wet with tears, obviously the kiss was extremely gentle, but the attack was still too strong to allow him to escape.

"Good Yuyu, you want it." Ling Jing coaxed him: "You just said it was very comfortable..."

Song Yu did feel comfortable, but if it was too comfortable, it would be torture.

Once or twice, Song Yu can still bear it.

But as the night darkened, Ling Jing didn't seem to be tired at all, still pressing him down, regardless of his crying and begging for mercy, still wanting him.

"You're bad!" Song Yu hiccupped from crying, his small voice was so hoarse that it made people feel distressed.

But no matter how distressed, Ling Jing couldn't stop at this moment.

The scene he thought about countless times can finally be realized now, even if the sky falls, it will not be able to stop what he is going to do now.

Song Yu saw that it was useless to beg for mercy, and it was useless to swear at others. His dizzy little head was trying to turn his fate around, which really made him think of a way in a daze.

He tried his best to crawl to the bed, but before he could get out, Ling Jing's big hand grabbed his waist again and led him back.

After climbing several times, Song Yu dragged his tears and said, "I'm going to change back!"

After the words fell, he really changed.

However, it may be that his brain is too unclear, he only changed his ears and tails in a daze, and when he wanted to completely change back——

Ling Jing's eyes were red.

"Yuyu, that's it." Ling Jing was almost driven crazy by his current appearance.

He rubbed his tail with his hands, and his eyes fell on the little furry ears: "Good boy, shall we be like this?"

"I promise, be more gentle." Ling Jing coaxed him patiently, and finally managed to coax him.

This madness lasted all night.

The next day.

When Song Yu woke up again, the sun outside was shining brightly, and the clock hanging on the wall was almost pointing to twelve o'clock.

His whole body was sore, and when he moved a little, tears filled his eyes.

There was nothing around him, Song Yu was hungry, his body was sore, and he felt so wronged that he was about to explode.

"Woo." He rubbed his eyes, and with a small voice that was so dumb that he could hardly speak, he uttered with all his strength: "Ling Jing!"

This word is like a switch.

He just called out, and in less than half a minute, Ling Jing came in with porridge.

He put the porridge on the bedside, then leaned over and kissed the little guy on the bed on the forehead.

"I'm here," he said.

Song Yu's small face and eyes were still swollen, not to mention how pitiful he looked.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to cry or not: "Hug!"

Ling Jing hurriedly hugged him, and when his eyes fell on the marks on his body, he was startled.

Song Yu's skin is very tender, and his strength is important on weekdays, leaving marks on his body.

And in the situation last night, Ling Jing couldn't control his strength at all.

At that time, I didn't feel anything.

Looking at it now, there is only one sentence left in Ling Jing's mind: "Am I a beast?"

I didn't notice it at all, and I was tossing people all over the body, and I was so stunned that I couldn't find a good place.

Song Yu hugged him, and rubbed his small face against his neck.

Last night she was crying and wanted to run away, but now she clings to someone and doesn't let go.

"I'm still sleepy." The little guy in his arms said aggrievedly, "But I'm also very hungry."

Hungry, sleepy, and tired.

Ling Jing laughed aloud, he stretched out his hand, rubbed the little guy's soft belly, and said softly: "Then let's not get up, I will feed you directly, and continue to sleep after eating, okay?"

Song Yu nodded obediently, and did not forget to emphasize after nodding: "You want to sleep with me."

Ling Jing said "hmm", and then reached out and took a pillow for him to cushion.

After feeding a bowl of porridge, Ling Jing lifted the quilt and fell asleep with him again.

And the dragon egg in the microwave was locked up for a whole day and night before finally being free.

The released Dragon Egg circled around Ling Jing.

From the looks of it, if he could speak, he would point at Ling Jing and babble non-stop.

"Block my way again, believe it or not, I will put you in the pressure cooker this time?" Ling Jingyun said softly, holding Eggy.

Dragon Eggy: "..."

Long Dandan stopped his movements suddenly, looked at Ling Jing's indifferent face, and seemed to recall the scene of being locked in the microwave oven.

He and Ling Jing were in a stalemate for a while, and finally, a little humiliated, he switched sides, rushed to the sofa, and smashed the walnuts like he was angry.

For the next few days.

Song Yu felt as if he was nailed to the bed, and he didn't get up a few times at all.

In the past 28 years, Ling Jing had managed to open meat with great difficulty, and his energy was so strong that Song Yu was always afraid.

Once again, Song Yu was drinking a small milk, but when he noticed that Ling Jing's eyes started to look wrong again, he resolutely finished drinking the milk, threw the bottle away, and raised his face to make a request.

"I don't want to stay at home! I want to go out!"

Ling Jing raised his hand, wiped the milk from the corner of his mouth, and then leaned over to kiss him: "Sweet."

This topic changed, so Song Yu didn't buy it at all.

"I'm going out, I'm going out, I'm going out." Song Yu leaned back and rolled on the sofa.

Ling Jing was tortured for a long time, finally seeing that he couldn't keep him at home, so he could only let him go, planning to go out with him for a stroll.

Before he went out, the phone rang.

A woman's voice sounded familiar.

"Ling Jing, this time... the old man really left."

Ever since he was hospitalized, the old man's condition has been repeated, and he has been critically ill several times.Several times, everyone felt that he might not be able to endure it anymore, but unexpectedly, he was able to hold his breath in the end.

Ling Jing had already exhausted his patience with him, and didn't bother to ask him whether he was alive or dead.

But in fact, he was stunned for a few seconds when he heard the news of his death.

It's not because of sadness, all he has is disgust for the old man.

He just felt that the person who had hated and hated him for so long suddenly died. It was hard to describe that feeling.

On the other end of the phone, the woman was still talking: "The funeral... still has to be done according to your wishes."

"The old man actually left a will. He was afraid that you would not let him keep his ashes, so he chose a cemetery for himself in advance, but I secretly..."

After the woman finished speaking, she urged him to come over quickly.

After all, even if Ling Jing didn't keep the old man's ashes in the end, he had to show up now.

"Yuyu."

Ling Jing took Song Yu's hand and led him out: "I'll take you somewhere."

He was not in a hurry to go home, but went to the company and continued to look for the key to the safe.

And it's strange to say that the key that he couldn't find before was miraculously found by him on the day the old man died.

After opening the safe with the key, Ling Jing finally saw the relic left by his mother.

It's a diary, and a few other odds and ends.

He looked at those things, and for some reason, for a moment, a pathetic fear came to his heart.

Song Yu was sensitively aware that his mood had been wrong since just now, and now it made him even more uneasy.

He couldn't hold back, tilted his head, and asked softly, "Ling Jing, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Jing's eye sockets seemed a little red.

He hugged Song Yu in his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder, with a hoarse voice——

"Yuyu, I dare not touch her things."

"I'm too dirty, she won't like a dirty person like me to touch her things."

Hearing the sadness in Ling Jing's tone, Song Yu was immediately distressed.

He hugged Ling Jing tightly, and his small voice was firm: "Ling Jing is not dirty! Ling Jing is the best, best, and best person, there will be no one who doesn't like Ling Jing!"

Ling Jing didn't speak, but hugged him tightly.

After waiting for a long time, he closed his eyes and suppressed his emotions, and then told Song Yu about a disgustingly nasty thing that happened in a wealthy family.

□□Xunxin's head of the family, fell in love with his son's girlfriend, regardless of that girlfriend later became a daughter-in-law, and only deliberately took her by force.

The son is cowardly and careless, even if he knows about this, he dare not confront his father.

So, even though his wife went crazy and lost her life...

After saying this, Ling Jing buried his face in Song Yu's arms. For the first time, he was showing weakness to Song Yu.

"Yuyu, I've always felt that my body has the dirtiest blood in the world, and people like me shouldn't survive..."

Song Yu's heart tightened when he heard that, and he hugged him even harder, coaxing him.

"You are not dirty at all." Song Yu said to him seriously: "Although those things are very bad, you are also a victim."

"A person's birth is out of his control. So, don't blame yourself, okay?"

Seeing that Ling Jing's emotions did not come out, Song Yu thought for a while, and then said: "Ling Jing, have you forgotten that the blood flowing in your body now is the blood of the dragon royal family, and the bones on your body are the bones of the son of the emperor and god?" .”

He leaned over and kissed Ling Jing's face: "With such noble blood and divine bone, you are the cleanest and cleanest now!"

Ling Jing finally calmed down after being coaxed by him.

a long time.

He opened the diary, as expected, the most recorded in the diary is despair...

Depressed to terrible despair.

Ling Jing looked more and more silent, and just as he was about to close it, the last page should be the last note left by his mother before her death.

It was written to him.

"I know you are innocent, but I can't love you, and I can't hate you. From now on, just live your own life, don't think of me, I don't want to live in anyone's memory."

Turn this page over, there are no words behind it.

Ling Jing closed his eyes and closed the diary.After a long time, when he opened his eyes again, he let out a soft breath.

"Okay, I won't think of you anymore. He died, and you died too. Your grievances...As you wish, I will no longer participate."

Everything, locked in the safe again.

Ling Jing thought, maybe, he will never open it again.

After leaving the company, Ling Jing didn't go back to Ling's old house.For the old man's funeral, he used the simplest ceremony and organized it at will.

then--

All the ashes were washed into the river.

His mother died in the river back then, and he paid back what he paid, even if it was ashes, he should pay back the debt.

After finishing everything, it will be the end of the month before you know it.

For a while, Song Yu was afraid that Ling Jing would be in a bad mood, so he tried to coax people with different ways of devotion every day.

Even, in order to make Ling Jing happier, Song Yu secretly approached Jiang Hang and asked for a bunch of gadgets that he newly researched and didn’t know why he researched them...

into the night.

After Song Yu's heroic devotion, he still couldn't hold back, and was bullied until he cried miserably.

He hiccupped and asked the person on him pitifully, "Woo, can you stop being sad?"

He doesn't want to be bullied anymore.

Ling Jing looked down at the little guy who was clinging to him tightly, the depression in his heart had long since dissipated.

If his existence is original sin.

Soong Yu is his salvation.

For the rest of his life, if he could have this little guy who relied on him and loved him wholeheartedly, it would be worthwhile to come to this world.

"Yuyu, I love you."

"Oh, you don't love me, you just want to poke me."

[At the end of the text, there are various side stories, Jiumi. 】

The author has something to say: ah, ah, it's finally over

The main reason is that almost all the important plots have been written.

Next is Yuzai's work line, I'm afraid you don't like to read it, and I think it's a bit late to put it in the main text, so I just put it in the extra episode.

For example, the future disclosure of Yuzai and Ling Jing and so on.

There is also Mumu's episode, which will be reminded in chapters at that time, and you can choose to watch it or not.

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Thank you for your company along the way!I love you! ! !

I wrote this chapter all night _(:з」∠)_

I am asleep. "????