The daily life of the film emperor raising cubs

Ling Jing's eyes moved, his eyes fell on the wine glass, and he thought for no reason what the little guy said just now in the monster's office.

He is an adult.In other words, even if you do something in the future, it will not violate the criminal law.

And it just so happened that the little guy was still asking for a drink.

Ling Jing has heard and even seen the word drunken disorder a lot, now, is it his turn?

All kinds of emotions surged in Ling Jing for a while, but his expression remained calm.

"The wine is not good." He also refused, "I'll give you some milk."

Song Yu shook her head hastily when she heard this, "I don't want milk, I want wine!"

Ling Jing paused for a few seconds, and in the end, he took a new cup and poured him only the bottom of the cup.

Song Yu picked it up and took a sip of it cherishingly.

After drinking, his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "It's delicious!"

Ling Jing didn't continue pouring for him, but asked him: "Are you drinking well? Are you dizzy now?"

Song Yu's beautiful amber pupils were full of clarity, and his speech was not ambiguous at all, and his small voice was crisp and clear: "I don't feel dizzy."

Ling Jing was slightly taken aback, and under his soft begging, he couldn't hold back and poured another glass, this time the glass was half filled.

Song Yu gulped it down again.

"More!" He shouted, and there was still no trace of drunkenness on his tender little face.

After drinking two glasses in a row, Song Yu didn't need Ling Jing to pour it at all. Instead, he held the bottle and poured it like soup.

Ling Jing frowned fiercely, he couldn't stand it anymore, and planned to hide the only bottle of wine left on the table.

But suddenly someone from the next table smiled and said to them: "Brother, your kids are pretty good at drinking, they drink all the beer as plain water."

"Child, do you want to try the white one?"

As the man said, he poured the white wine on his table into a new disposable cup, and handed it to Song Yu.

Song Yu looked obedient and didn't even blush.

Seeing this, Ling Jing thought that he would not accept drinks from strangers, so he took the liquor and planned to return it.

"The child is still growing, so this wine will not be wasted, you can drink it."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yu suddenly stood up, grabbed the cup, and gulped it down again.

Ling Jing: "..."

Ling Jing hesitated: "Yuyu? Drunk?"

Song Yu didn't say a word, holding an empty glass, walked a few steps to the table who had just given the wine, passed the glass forward, and said obediently: "I want some more."

The man who gave the wine was also stunned.

He stared carefully at the child in front of him, then turned around and asked with some uncertainty: "Brother, is he awake or drunk?"

Let's say he was drunk, he didn't wobble when he walked, his little face didn't turn red, and he spoke quite completely, not like he was drunk.

But if he was awake, he didn't look right anywhere.

Ling Jing's mind has already thrown away the bad idea of ​​being drunk and having sex, and the little guy who came to ask for a drink was directly brought to him: "Yuyu, can you still see who I am?"

Song Yu looked up at him, and after a while, said slowly, "It's your husband."

Ling Jing rubbed his forehead.

Drunk, the little guy really got himself drunk.

But he didn't show at all when he was drunk, and he was so obedient that people couldn't see it at all.

"It's late now, let's go home."

With that said, he grabbed Song Yu and was about to walk towards the parking lot.

And the man behind him, watching them disappear, touched his forehead, and said with a smile to his companion: "Hey, that kid is quite funny, but what did he call that boy in the end. Father?"

"I really can't tell. That man looks quite young, and I still look familiar. His son is already this old..."

The group of middle-aged men at the dinner table were not star-seeking either, so seeing Ling Jing's familiar eyes, he didn't recognize his identity for a while.

They were teasing behind them, but the person involved stood on the curb and fell into a stalemate.

"Yuyu, it's time for us to go back to sleep." Ling Jing put a hat on him and coaxed him patiently.

Song Yu's face was sullen, his eyes still looked clear, only the tips of his ears were red.

He patted Ling Jing's hand away vigorously, and said in a very serious voice with a little milky voice, "Don't go back!"

"If you don't go back...where are you going?" Ling Jing asked.

Song Yu's eyes wandered around, and finally fell on the trash can next to him.

"Pick up trash."

His eyes sparkled: "If you pick up a big bag, you can save up to buy meat for Ling Jing."

Ling Jing grabbed the man who was about to run away again, and explained to him: "Even if I don't pick up junk, I still have meat to eat."

But Song Yu looked at him as if he was looking at a stranger: "If you have meat to eat, then eat it. Ling Jing has no meat to eat."

Ling Jing felt that this was a bit wrong, he pointed to himself: "Yuyu, look, who am I?"

Just now, he was calling her husband sweetly, but now, Song Yu doesn't admit it at all.

He frowned, and said unhappily: "How do I know who you are?"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Jing's face darkened on the spot.

Others get so drunk that they have sex after drinking, but his family, Yuyu, gets so drunk that he picks up junk in the street, and doesn't even recognize her.

Without letting the little guy continue to mess around, Ling Jing packed him up, quickly got into the car, fastened his seat belt, and went home.

The place where they eat is not far from the villa where they live.

So, it didn't take long to arrive at the villa area.

Song Yu pressed his face against the glass, his small expression was still full of longing for the trash can outside.

Ling Jing felt a headache from watching it.

Finally, the car stopped, Ling Jing opened the car door, and brought the man out.

Song Yu's small body stood firmly, Ling Jing locked the car door and asked him, "Do you want to hug?"

Song Yu's eyes were glued to him, and his little head didn't know what to do, but the wrong tendon just now probably returned a little bit.

He recognized Ling Jing again, and softly called out, "Ling Jing."

Ling Jing looked at him: "I'm here."

Song Yu narrowed his eyes, looked at him for a few seconds, and then looked down.

That little face that was originally calm suddenly showed a little bit of frightened expression, and finally the little voice was terrified: "Gee! Me, where is my tail?"

Ling Jing didn't understand: "What tail?"

Song Yu stretched out his small arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, begged for a hug, and was so frightened that his eyes filled with tears, he said in panic, "I'm a fish cub, every fish has a tail, but mine is missing. Already!"

Ling Jing could see that his memory after drunk was chaotic.

Reaching out to pick him up, Ling Jing walked steadily into the house, coaxing him at the same time: "The cub has become a human, so it has no tail."

Song Yu lay on his chest, feeling sad: "A fish without a tail is so ugly."

"You are not ugly, you are the most beautiful fish"

"ugly!"

"Not ugly."

After talking back and forth several times, Song Yu just felt that he lost his tail and was an ugly little fish.

Seeing tears on his face, Ling Jing thought for a moment and came up with a countermeasure.

"The pups can also regrow their tails."

Song Yu stopped crying for a moment, stared at her wet round eyes, and asked pitifully, "Then how do you grow a tail?"

"Bubble in the water and you can grow a tail." Ling Jing nonsense calmly.

The little guy has eaten barbecue and drank wine, and his body smells sticky, so he must have a bath.

In order to prevent him from not cooperating, Ling Jing simply made up a reason for him to grow a tail.In this way, he can also let him soak in the bathtub obediently.

Sure enough, upon hearing Ling Jing's serious nonsense, Song Yu nodded obediently, tugged at his clothes, and asked for a soak in the water.

Ling Jing entered the bathroom and filled the bathtub with water first.Then he freed his hands and took off all the clothes on the little guy.

After taking off, he was about to coax him to take a bath for himself.

But unexpectedly, the wrist was pulled again.

Soaking in the water, Song Yu's skin was white and attractive. He blinked, his eyes seemed to have little stars: "Ling Jing, let's grow tails together."

"Ok?"

Ling Jing didn't even have a chance to react, he was pulled by the little guy in front of him, and dumped into the bathtub together.

The water soaked the shirt and trousers on his body, and the tight and beautiful muscles on the clothes were faintly visible.

But Song Yu's eyes were not on his muscles, but on his soaked pants.

"what is this?"

He reached out his hand curiously, and poked the bulging spot where Ling Jing's pants were wet.

Ling Jing's expression changed suddenly, and he reached out to grab the little hand.

"Don't touch it." His voice was hoarse.

Song Yu had an innocent face, and shook off his grasped hand: "Why can't you touch it? It can move, and it's still hot."

Ling Jing: "..."

Ling Jing looked at this innocent little face, and the words he said were more than one sentence...

He closed his eyes, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, supported the edge of the fish tank, and stood up.

"You wash here alone, and I'll go to the guest bedroom."

If he stayed any longer, he would definitely be teased to the point where he couldn't maintain his sanity.At that time, maybe the little guy will cry tonight.

But the timing was not right.

He wasn't ready yet, and the little guy was still drunk. It was too hasty and unfair to his little guy.

Standing up from the bathtub, was about to leave.Song Yu stopped him again: "You can't go!"

He knelt and sat up in the water, his tender little face might have been steamed by the heat, the alcohol finally came out, and his cheeks were puffy.

"You have to stay with the cub, otherwise the cub will be stolen." He felt wronged: "There are many people who want to steal the cub."

Ling Jing's Adam's apple rolled down.

Stealing cubs...

The little guy probably remembered that in the Weibo comment section, every time he posted photos of fish cubs, the comments below were about stealing fish.

"They can't steal you."

The wet clothes lay on his body, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. Ling Jing threw the shirt aside, and stepped out of the bathtub regardless of his persuasion.

But within two steps, there was a "wow" behind him, and there was a cry.

"The pups will be stolen."

Song Yu, who was sitting in the water, looked up at her cute little face, crying sadly: "The cub's tail hasn't grown yet, they are going to steal the cub."

Veins popped out on Ling Jing's forehead.

There was a dark look in his eyes, he turned around, and squatted in front of him resignedly: "Okay, I won't go."

"I'll stay here to prevent them from stealing the cubs."

Song Yu cried a little less, and looked at him tearfully: "Then you soak in the water with me, I want to have a long tail with you."

Ling Jing couldn't grow a tail.

But after a while, he still sat in the water.

He couldn't wear any pants anymore, he only wore a bath towel around his lower body, and from time to time, he had to push away the cubs that were sitting in his arms, holding him tightly, trying to grow their tails.

The author has something to say: Orz, here I come.

Today is tens of thousands.

啾咪。感谢在2020-06-2223:40:19~2020-06-2315:47:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Xianxian, Pengxian, Data, and Yinyu;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Luo Yu Xingchen; 14 bottles of Xisang; 10 bottles of Yin Yu; 9 bottles of the super well-behaved me;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!