The daily life of the film emperor raising cubs

That man's name is Qin Yan, the head of the Qin Group, who was also drawn into the game just like him.

"Qin Yan is your brother?" Ling Jing's attention was all on Qin Yan, and he was a little stunned for a while.

"No, it's not Qin Yan."

After Xiaotuanzi hiccupped, he also spoke. He pointed at the round-faced boy with his claws: "This is brother."

After pointing at the young man, his expression suddenly froze, and his eyes fell on the side of the young man, that Qin Yan that Ling Jing was talking about.

"This is Lord Yan Ruxian." His confused expression gradually became serious: "Why is he with my brother?"

Seeing that his tears were still dry, Ling Jing stretched out his hand to wipe him, and his tone was low and gentle: "Maybe we met by chance, so let's be together. Come on, be good, I'll help you find brother tomorrow."

Song Yu shook his head vigorously: "No, brother can't be with him."

"Why?" Ling Jing was puzzled.

As far as he knew, that Qin Yan was not bad.And he remembered that when he saw Qin Yan back, he was holding a dumpling in his arms, which was somewhat similar to Yuyu, but the body shape was a little different.

The dumpling doesn't look big as a whole, but it looks chubby and heavy.

But Yuyu's body is a little weak, and the weight is also light, which makes Ling Jing a little worried.

Song Yu, who didn't know what Ling Jing was thinking, was poking the screen vigorously, as if he wanted to give Qin Yan a paw through the screen: "Xianjun is so annoying, he made my brother cry. My brother said that he doesn't want to watch it anymore. to him."

Most of Song Yu knew about his elder brother and Xianjun.

He wrinkled his face: "My brother is crying so much, I hate Xianjun."

Ling Jing: "..."

After all, it's someone he knows, Ling Jing really can't say much.

But Song Yu didn't even think he hated him enough, he looked at Ling Jing with his small eyes, and emphasized fiercely: "You have to hate him too!"

Ling Jing heard that although he had stopped crying, his baby voice was still sticky, and he thought he was very fierce, but in fact he had no momentum at all.

His heart softened, and he coaxed him: "Okay, I hate him too."

Ling Jing was forced to hate Wan Xianjun as much as himself, so Song Yu was satisfied.

He was holding the phone, reluctant to let go: "I'm going to sleep with my brother tonight."

Ling Jing raised his eyebrows and pulled out the phone: "No, you can't hold the phone while sleeping."

"It's not the phone, it's the elder brother!" Song Yu thumped her small body, trying to grab him.

But Ling Jing held him down with one hand, and put the phone behind the bedside table next to him. Seeing that he was still moving around, he directly threatened, "If you don't obey me, I won't help you find your brother tomorrow."

In a word, Xiaotuanzi, who was struggling, became cute in an instant.

"Ling Jing, good night."

He hugged Ling Jing's hand with claws, and rubbed his small face against it, then closed his eyes, and fell asleep by himself without any coaxing.

It was the first time Ling Jing saw him so obedient, the corners of his lips curled up, and he hugged him carefully, closing his eyes.

The next day.

Ling Jing was woken abruptly by the sound of music and Song Yu's small voice.

His hair was a little messy from sleeping, and he sat up on the bed with his eyes half-opened, looking at Xiaotuanzi who was dancing on the bed.

"Yuyu, what are you doing?"

There was a mobile phone on a stand in front of Song Yu, and he turned into a small dumpling, dancing and singing along with the music.

Hearing Ling Jing's voice, Xiaotuanzi suddenly stopped, then ran to the phone, tapped the screen with his claws, and paused the video being recorded.

After the pause, he turned his head to look at Ling Jing with a shy expression on his face.

"I'm recording a video." Xiaotuanzi rubbed his face with his paws, his voice was full of joy: "I want to record the first dance I learned and show it to my brother."

Ling Jing: "..."

Ling Jing thought about the dance that he danced out of himself, if it was shown to his brother, it would probably make his brother laugh like crazy.

"Hey, why don't you show him the dance in person?" Ling Jing asked him, withdrawing his thoughts.

Xiaotuanzi's beautiful amber pupils were full of nervousness: "I, I'm afraid that when I dance for my brother, I might make a mistake."

Seeing my brother for the first time, he can't make a mistake!

He wanted his brother to know that Yuyu is really great now.

Ling Jing knew that he cared about this elder brother, moreover, this elder brother was his own and had raised him for thousands of years.Seeing how Qin Yan was protecting his brother, they might still be a couple.

Therefore, Ling Jing doesn't think there is anything to eat about this brother.

"I'll give Qin Yan a call."

Ling Jing saw that the clock hanging on the wall had already pointed to 7:30. At this time, people like Qin Yan who need to deal with business affairs early must have woken up early.

He took his cell phone and called, but no one answered.

Just as he was wondering, he happened to see the notification on the phone's display bar, and now the notification also showed Weibo comments.

Ling Jing frowned, and clicked in.

After a while—

He reached out and deleted the little guy's message from yesterday.Then, his eyes swept over, and he said in a deep voice: "Yuyu, do you still remember that it was my mobile phone that you played with yesterday?"

Song Yu was sitting on the bed, facing him face to face. Hearing this, she nodded her head and said obediently, "Remember."

"Then do you remember that you logged into my Weibo?"

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu's face froze, realizing that something was wrong.

Sure enough, in the next second, Ling Jing picked him up, squinted his eyes and asked, "My Weibo is automatically logged in, don't you remember?"

Song Yu didn't dare to lift his guilty little head, and replied to Ling Jing's question in a weak voice: "No, I don't remember."

He is now either playing with his own mobile phone, or even if he is using Ling Jing's mobile phone, he has always been happy to eat melons and not participate.

This time, when he saw his brother for the first time, he didn't even remember that Weibo would automatically log in.

Before Ling Jing could teach him a lesson, Xiaotuanzi, who was carried in the air, took the initiative to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

The confession was too sincere, causing Ling Jing's words to pause on his lips.

He shook the little dumpling, got up, and put it in the study.

"Write an admission letter yourself." Ling Jing ordered: "If you don't teach you a lesson, you won't care."

Xiaotuanzi dislikes writing the most, so asking him to write a confession letter is the most useful punishment.

Sure enough, when he heard that he was going to write, Song Yu lay down on the table, his whole body listless.

But Ling Jing didn't soften his heart at all.

It's not that he doesn't let Xiao Tuanzi mess around with his phone, but that he hasn't quit the circle after all, he is very popular and has many fans.

He doesn't care about any troubles on his body, the left and right are already in a dim circle.

But he didn't want Xiaotuanzi to have any negative news, otherwise Xiaotuanzi, who loves to play with his mobile phone, would definitely be unhappy seeing those things.

"Write here obediently, and call me when you finish writing."

After Ling Jing arranged the pen and paper for him, he turned around and left the study room, picked up his phone and continued to contact Qin Yan.

Strange to say.

Qin Yan's phone call never went through.In the end, Ling Jing could only directly arrange for people from the company to contact Qin Yan through business cooperation.

But he couldn't be contacted for the time being, so Ling Jing put away his phone and went to cook for Xiaotuanzi first.

Soon.

After breakfast was ready, Ling Jing went to the study to call for someone, but when he went over to look, he saw the little guy turned into a human form, with only his coat on his body, holding a pen restlessly, moving around on the chair.

"Yuyu."

Ling Jing's eyes dimmed, and he walked over a few steps: "Didn't I tell you that you need to wear clothes after transforming?"

Song Yu tugged at the big coat that was draped over his body, but it didn't cover anything, and said confidently, "I'm wearing it."

Ling Jing lowered his head and tapped his little head: "Nonsense, go to the bedroom and get dressed."

When Song Yu heard this, he was about to slip away in a hurry.

But before getting out of the chair, Ling Jing held him down again: "Wait, let me see how much you have written in your confession."

As soon as these words fell, Song Yu's small body froze, and her beautiful amber pupils were filled with guilt.

Ling Jing glanced at the table, wrote for so long, full of crooked "I was wrong."

"Is this what you wrote?" Ling Jingyun looked at him.

Song Yu nodded dejectedly: "It's so difficult to write new characters."

Ling Jing didn't say anything, took out his mobile phone, took pictures, and uploaded them.

After a while.

On Weibo, a new post was posted.

Ling Jing V: A child at home accidentally played with the phone.

With the picture, Song Yu's handwritten version reads "I was wrong".

After posting this Weibo, the comment area quickly became lively.

"Hahaha, I said that the soft and cute comment was not made by our brother! I miss the children of Brother Kangkang's family!"

"I see that the forums are picking up on brother's comment, saying that brother is calling the man in the photo brother! But they are so blind, that man is obviously the boss of the Qin family."

"The big brother of the Qin family can't compete with our brother, right? How could my brother call him brother!"

"I'd rather believe in hacking, I don't even believe that Ling Jing's tone is so soft."

There is nothing wrong with these comments.After Song Yu posted that comment yesterday, the identity of the person in the photo was picked up.

Everyone only guessed that if it wasn't some kind of robber, then Ling Jing might have something to do with Qin Yan, but they didn't say anything about it, and maybe they didn't dare to say anything.

Compared with the Ling family, which is known as a low-key old family, the Qin family is much more public.And the Qin family, which was taken over by Qin Yan, did have the capital of arrogance.

Therefore, once he and Qin Yan were involved, no one was so stupid as to take this as black material and offend them both at once.

After reading the comment section, Ling Jing put away his phone and took him directly to the bedroom to get dressed.

Song Yu actually knew how to dress herself, and she dressed well.

But at home, he still likes Ling Jing to dress him, because Ling Jing carefully chooses clothes for him, and when he carefully puts them on, his expression is full of unconscious tenderness.

Song Yu felt that he really loved her like the most cherished baby.

This feeling is warm.

After getting dressed, Ling Jing said, "I haven't got through to Qin Yan's phone yet, I'll go find him in person later. Are you still going to the program group today?"

Song Yu hesitated.

According to the regulations set by the program group, today is to go back, and after going back, the results of the last competition will be announced.

If passed, continue training.

If eliminated, then he can come back.

"Me, I'm going to the program group."

Song Yu thought for a while and made a choice: "I'm going to collect my results. If I'm eliminated, I'll come back. If I'm not eliminated, can you let my brother come and see me?"

As he spoke, he reminded him again: "Remember to show your brother the video I recorded on your phone first."

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