The daily life of the film emperor raising cubs

"boom--"

There was a heavy slam of the door, and Ling Jing, who rushed over to coax people, was almost knocked on the nose.

He looked at the closed door in front of him, put his hand on the handle and turned it to open it.It seems that the little guy has not locked the door.

But even though he could forcefully push it away, Ling Jing still said first: "Yuyu, I'm coming in?"

This is not a question, but a warning.

Because after speaking, Ling Jing increased his strength and pushed the door open.

As soon as I entered, I saw a small bag protruding from the quilt on the bed, and there was a faint sound of gasping inside.

Ling Jing walked over in a few steps, half-kneeling in front of the bed, put his big hands on the quilt, and said in a coaxing tone: "Yuyu, good boy, is the quilt stuffy? Come out and let me have a look."

Wrapped in the quilt, Song Yu moved like a silkworm chrysalis, unwilling to be touched by him.

Ling Jing had no choice but to emphasize to him again: "Yuyu, you are very good-looking, really. I didn't look at you just now, just because you are so good-looking that I dare not look at you."

He repeated his good-looking words in a patient and sincere tone.

And this posture of completely laying down the body, if the live broadcast is still on, the fans will probably go crazy.

Because everyone knows that Ling Jing, who has always been low-key, has always been indifferent and arrogant in the industry, and the actresses who have acted in many dramas with him have never had a soft word from him.

But now, he lowered his posture and spit out one deceptive sentence after another, just to let the little guy under the quilt come out and show his head.

Song Yu, who was hiding under the blanket and was secretly wiping away tears, finally softened the expression on his little face when he heard his words.

"Do you really think I'm pretty?" He tugged at the quilt and asked in a muffled voice.

"It looks good." Ling Jing gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

When Song Yu heard this, she couldn't bear it any longer, and tentatively revealed her small head from under the quilt to look at Ling Jing.

As soon as he showed his head, Ling Jing, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stretched out his hand and caught him.

Seeing the little face exposed under the quilt, it was red from holding back, and even the eyes were wet as if they had just been soaked in water.

Ling Jing's eyes darkened, he grabbed the other person's shoulders, and hugged him up.Touching the corners of his eyes lightly with fingers, wiping away the teardrops like little pearls.

This time, Ling Jing's gaze was fixed on him all the time, without a trace of dodge.

And Song Yu was also looking at him, trying to make sure if the other party was fooling him again.

Looking at each other, Ling Jing only felt that the bad thoughts in his mind were vaguely showing signs of getting out of control.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions forcibly, and said in a heavy tone, "Yuyu, how long can you last as a human this time?"

Song Yu had just been sad, and was still waiting for him to coax her.

But the other party changed the subject before coaxing a few words.

He curled his lips and said unhappily, "It can change for a long time."

The spiritual power in his body to support his transformation into a human form is abundant, and he won't need to change back to his body for a while.

Ling Jingjing nodded, his eyes sized him up, as if he was estimating something.

After a while, he asked Song Yu, "Yuyu, how old is your body...?"

Song Yu, who was dissatisfied at being diverted from the topic just now, was stunned for a while, and stretched out his hand reflexively, wanting to count how long he was born, but counted with his fingers for a long time, but still failed.

He just remembered: "I am many, many years old."

I can't remember the exact age, but there is one thing that can be determined.

"Ling Jing, I'm so much older than you, don't you think you don't want me anymore?" Song Yu stared at the beautiful amber pupils and asked nervously,

Ling Jing was taken aback: "Why do you ask such a question?"

"Because I saw on the Internet that men among human beings all like small...well, tender grass!"

"cough--"

Ling Jing was so choked by his young grass that he cleared his throat.

He looked at the little guy carefully for a long time. The little guy had a tender face, and his whole body was full of childishness. Doesn't it look like a shining young grass?

Anyone who sees it really wants to take a bite.

I have to say that what the little guy saw on the Internet just hit his mind...

"In the future, don't look at those messy things."

Ling Jing lightly brought up this tender topic, thinking that instead of asking this little silly dumpling his own age, it would be better to ask the old man about the reality of his visit.

Of course he knew that Song Yu had lived for a long time, and his body was very old.

However, what he wanted to ask was, is this body, which still looks like a childish boy after being transformed into a human form, has grown up?

If he is not an adult, no matter how much he thinks about it, he must hold back and wait for his little guy to grow up.

And if you're an adult—

Then he can think about when he can stop being an individual at all.

All the situation is unknown at the moment, Ling Jing lowered his eyes, and only took a wet towel restrainedly, and wiped his face.

After wiping, stand up.

"I'm so tired from crying just now, now I will sleep well."

Song Yu had just lost her temper and shed tears, so she was really sleepy at the moment.But when he saw Ling Jing was about to leave, he stretched out his hand suddenly and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Where are you going?" Song Yu's sleepy little voice was in a daze.

"I'll go outside." Ling Jing held his hand, trying to put it under the blanket.

But Song Yu didn't let go, his eyes were half-opened by these words, his little face was puzzled: "Why do you want to go outside?"

Every time she goes to bed by herself, if Ling Jing is at home, she always hugs him.

Ling Jing couldn't explain it to him, he really couldn't stay.Otherwise, holding such a delicate body in his arms, which he had been looking forward to for a long time and even thought about, he might be tortured to death.

Bending down and patting Song Yu's quilt lightly, Ling Jing coaxed him hoarsely: "It's inconvenient for us to sleep together now."

"Close your eyes and sleep obediently. I promise you will see me when you wake up."

"No."

Song Yu refused flatly, and opened his half-closed eyes completely.

He was so harassed by Ling Jing that even his drowsiness dissipated, he struggled to sit up, stretched out his two thin white arms, looked up at Nanny's little face, and said in a soft voice: "I want to hug!"

Ling Jing: "..."

No, at this time, he really didn't want to pour another fire on his heart.

But Song Yu refused to let go, stretched out his small arms, and kept yelling: "I want to hug you!"

The two of them stalemate for a long time. Finally, seeing Song Yu's mouth deflated, his expression was about to change.Ling Jing compromised decisively and said: "Okay, hug."

It's also thanks to him responding in time, otherwise I'm afraid I'll make the little guy angry again, and I'll still have to coax him into a hug...

Song Yu was still wearing his shirt. After Ling Jing got up and sat on the bed, his legs were entangled by the little guy.

He clung to himself like an octopus.

And that slippery skin, sticking to it with warmth, made Ling Jing feel both sweet and bitter in his heart.

After finally being a tool man for a long time, and finally putting the little guy to sleep after tossing enough, Ling Jing took his hand away and got out of bed gently.

Then, he went straight to the bathroom and took a cold shower.

After rushing, he didn't dare to look down on the bed again.

The little guy slept in a bold and unrestrained posture, and the big shirt felt uncomfortable when he fell asleep, so he struggled off with his eyes closed.At this moment, he was stretching out his body, kicking the quilt aside.

That seductive body made Ling Jing recite several criminal laws silently in his heart just now, before he calmed down.

Right now, he slightly increased the temperature to make sure that the little guy would not catch a cold even if he slept like this.Then I left the bedroom and went to the living room.

Picking up the tablet computer that was left in the living room just now, the live broadcast on the computer had already been turned off.

Ling Jing skillfully clicked on the Weibo page, but the system prompted several times that he failed to enter.

Apparently—

Weibo has been paralyzed until now and it is still not good.

And the mobile phone on the sofa was on again, he picked it up and looked at it, the company called him crazy.

In addition to calling, the little assistant was also frantically sending him messages: "Brother! Brother Ling! Who is that boy?!"

"Everyone is crazy now, just as you said on your front foot that you are not in a relationship, someone sat on your back lap..."

Ling Jing raised his eyebrows for the string of ellipses in the little assistant, he could understand.

Are you asking yourself if the face hurts?

"Tsk."

Ling Jing leaned on the sofa, the corners of his lips curled up slightly on his handsome face.

He thought in his heart, it doesn't hurt.

For his little guy, he was happy to live broadcast a slap in the face in front of thousands of viewers.

While Weibo was still in emergency maintenance, Ling Jing called the anxious little assistant who seemed about to hang himself.

When the little assistant received his call, she almost burst into tears: "Brother Ling, you've finally called!"

"I just want to ask, who is that boy?!"

Before Ling Jing made the phone call, he had already made up an identity for Xiaotuanzi's doll——

"Children from distant relatives."

The little assistant was stunned when he heard it: "Ah? It's not what you packed..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ling Jing's face darkened slightly, and his tone was a little cold.

The little assistant shuddered, surprised by the coldness in his words, and quickly apologized: "Brother Ling, don't mind, I'm talking nonsense."

As he said that, he was still a little confused: "Brother, do you really have nothing to do with that boy?"

The photos in the live broadcast room have been streamed out, but the boy ran over and sat on Ling Jing's lap, with his back to the camera.

So, except when I first ran here, the face was photographed in a flash, and it was still blurry. In other screenshots, it was just a back view.

Check out his screenshots...

Ling Jing is really too close to that boy.

When Ling Jing talked with him on the phone, he had been logging into Weibo, and the programmers on Weibo were still working hard.

Now the normal operation of Weibo has been maintained.

After he logged in, he searched for screenshots of the video.

After confirming that the little guy's face was not clearly captured in the screenshot, Ling Jing was relieved.

But even so, he was not at ease.

Some people were notified, and it was arranged that if the screenshot showed the entry of the little guy, all of them would be intercepted.

He just edited a Weibo and posted it.

"It's not a boyfriend, it's my own child."

After posting, the people behind him began to manipulate public opinion immediately.

First, an insider broke the news: "Ling Jing does have a relative's child, who is often taken care of by him, and the two are very close."

Someone else broke the news: "It's not a relative's child, I heard it belongs to a friend's family!"

In short, under the control of the advanced marketing account and public relations——

This large-scale accident in the live broadcast room was abruptly characterized as making trouble for children.

After all, Song Yu was wearing his shirt, making his figure thinner and thinner. Looking from the back, he really looked like a child.

And Ling Jing gave a direct response with a generous attitude.

So for a while, even those who watched the live broadcast began to doubt...

Are you thinking too much?

The coquettish girl on Ling Jing's lap is just his child?

Some people believe it, and some people don't believe it.But Ling Jing only needs to ensure that everything seems to be calm, that's enough.

He will soon withdraw from the circle, and when the time comes, he will fade out of the fans' sight.

He and his children will no longer be paid attention to.

And that would--

Kid, maybe he's a boyfriend.

The author has something to say: Ling Jing: Hello everyone, this is my kid.

Yuzai starts to maintain his human form, engages in a career and falls in love, and then finds his brother back.perfect jpg／

Chumi——

This is a belated addition.

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