Tan Qing, who was secretly arranging money, was taken aback. A pile of Grandpa Mao couldn't hold it firmly and rolled to the ground.

Tan Qing hurriedly reached out and picked up the money. He also blew ashes, and carefully piled it on the top of Qianshan Mountain.

Then turned around and said to He Mingyu super fiercely: "How do you pretend to be asleep!"

Although I ate chicken every day, I didn't see much meat.

Tan Qing's hand bones are still slender and can be held in the palm of one hand by He Mingyu.

He Mingyu's thumb was caressed on Tan Qing's wrist indescribably, and there was an indescribable intimacy in the delicate, warm skin and soft touch.

He turned to his side, glanced at the bedside table that had been pressed by Grandpa Mao without leaving any gaps, and whispered: "Go grab the bank?"

Perhaps because He Mingyu was still ill, He Mingyu's voice sounded a little dry, and his lips were whiter, and he was much more haggard than usual.

Tan Qing smoothly stuffed him the water cup on the small coffee table, then drew out her wrist, shook her head and said, "No no, I am very law-abiding."

The palm of his hand was suddenly empty.

He Mingyu was a little unhappy, took a perfunctory sip from the water cup and put it down.

Tan Qing took the cup that He Mingyu had drunk super well-behaved and put it back on the table, then jumped onto the bed, sat cross-legged on the edge of He Mingyu’s bed, and honestly said: "Before coming, I Go to see the great immortal of Rong Sheng's house. It's the one you agreed with before."

He Mingyu's expression froze, Meifeng frowned: "Who let you go by yourself?!"

After finishing the sentence, I probably felt that I was a little harsh, and then frowned and said softly: "I didn't mean to scold you... It's just that you don't understand the situation of Tianshi Liu, so how can you make such a hasty decision."

Tan Qing raised her face: "But I don't understand, and you don't understand either."

He Mingyu calmly said: "I'm a human, even if he sees me, he won't do anything, but he can guess that Rong Jinkang's thing was done by monsters. It must be at least closely related to the industry of monster hunting. ..."

Tan Qing blinked her eyes and squinted close to He Mingyu, "Oh, are you worried about me?"

He Mingyu: "..."

The distance between the two is only a few centimeters.

Tan Qing's skin was very good, fair and smooth, and when he came closer, he breathed long and delicate, so that He Mingyu almost immediately reacted.

It was a bit too urgent to react on the hospital bed, like a high school student who had passed nothing.

President He felt that his reaction was too embarrassing. He had to put his left leg in the quilt on his right leg, then leaned back with a serious face, and said dumbly: "Don't make trouble, I have some colds these days. Don't infect you."

Tan Qing curled her lips and retracted her head unwillingly.

After being idle for a while, he stretched out his paw and poke He Mingyu's abdominal muscles without a single click: "Anyway, that great immortal is a liar, I have already sent him out! By the way, is your injury serious, isn't it?"

The domineering president who was pricked harder and harder by his abdominal muscles: "..."

He Mingyu sighed deeply and stretched out his hand to hold Tan Qing's hand: "It's not serious, don't jab it indiscriminately, and be safe."

Tan Qing nodded obediently: "Oh..."

From this morning to this point in the evening, Tan Qing has actually been busy all day long.

At this time, I was finally free.

Tan Qing yawned, glanced at He Mingyu's large hospital bed with greedy eyes, and whispered: "Can you lean over there? I want to lie down too."

He Mingyu glanced at Tan Qing who was sitting at the end of the bed, and he quickly stripped himself out of the vest and short shorts.

He Mingyu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, opened the quilt, and moved to the other side of the bed: "Come in."

Tan Qing immediately got into the bed happily.

The temperature of the room is not very high in J City, which is very hot in the early spring.

But the nest on the bed was warmed by He Mingyu, and it happened to occupy the magpie's nest for Tan Qingjiu, occupying a favorable position.

Tan Qing stuffed herself into He Mingyu’s arms contentedly, turned around, and poked her head out of the quilt: "You have to be careful of your third uncle. When I went to beat that Liu Daxian today, he said he was with you. That third uncle was embarrassed."

He Mingyu was so distracted by Tan Qing, his mind was completely lost on the content of the conversation between the two of them, and it took a long time before he whispered: "Huh?"

Tan Qing said seriously: "It's the same as in the TV series! The master deliberately went to Hongyue and Rong Jinkang. He has no real skills, just take money to do things, and the purpose is to provoke the relationship between you and Rong Sheng first. , And then I'll **** you, get you off the stage."

In the quilt, Tan Qing's legs moved left and right layers, dangling extremely dishonestly.

He Mingyu had to press down Tan Qing's thin legs with one leg, calmed down for several seconds, and then muffled his voice: "Yeah."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing, who felt that she was talking about something important but not being treated properly, took a bite on He Mingyu's shoulder unhappy, "Hey! Are you listening to me seriously!"

Tan Qing's little white teeth bit a clock mark on He Mingyu's shoulder.

He didn't get angry either, he reached out his hand and wiped off a little bit of crystal clear water around Tan Qing's mouth, and said quietly, "My third uncle was in collusion with him?"

Tan Qing nodded solemnly: "Yes! I think your third uncle is a big bad guy!"

He Mingyu stroked Tanqing Tanqing's ears and hair, but he still failed to save him. He turned into a chicken coop before lying down for a few minutes: "Is that right?"

Tan Qing: "Yes!"

He Mingyu squeezed the very pointed nose of the man in his arms, and said, "My third uncle is a businessman, and Master Liu is a liar. Who told them that Rong Jinkang offended a fox demon for a thousand years. ?"

Trying to hide from the sky, Tan Qing not only failed but also overturned on the spot: "..."

Tan Qing touched her nose, touched her chin, touched her face: "This one, this one..."

He Mingyu took Tan Qing's nowhere to put his paws in his hands again, and personally moved a step up for Tan Qing to set up: "Didn't you ask?"

Tan Qing immediately grumbled and rolled down the steps: "Yes, yes! I didn't ask!"

The expression in He Mingyu's eyes is bright and dark: "It's okay, I'll talk about it later if I have a chance."

Tan Qing's very cooperative chick said: "Yeah, yes, I'll talk about it later!"

It's better not to say it in the future.

If it's an ordinary person, that's all.

Is Yan Mu a demon, or just a snake whose Taoism is much higher than Yan Jianbai.

In Tan Qing's view.

In front of the demon, human beings are fundamentally fragile and vulnerable.

So it is the fastest and most convenient for him to handle this matter himself.

Tan Qing, who thought she had succeeded in perfunctory past, comfortably nestled in He Mingyu's arms, closed her eyes and thought about finding an opportunity to beat Yan Mu.

I was thinking, suddenly there was heat in my ears, and then I was lightly bitten by someone.

Tan Qing raised her face from He Mingyu's chest, and happened to hit He Mingyu's chin.

He Mingyu's lips moved away from Tan Qing's ears, and he whispered: "I've explained about Liu Daxian, you haven't explained about the money."

Tan Qing arched herself on the pillow like a worm, and said grievously: "Then you can't bite my duck!"

The voice hadn't died yet, and he was lightly pecked again.

It may be because he was sick and had a low fever, or because he had been covered in the quilt for too long, the temperature on He Mingyu's body was a little high.

In addition, Tan Qing's ears have always been quite sensitive. When he was bitten for the second time, his whole body was agitated, and he made two blows in He Mingyu's arms like a fish: "Woo..."

He Mingyu held Tan Qing with his hand from behind his waist, and said solemnly: "This is punishment."

Tan Qing: "..."

There was a small bite on the flesh of the ear bone and the earlobe, and Tan Qing's exposed ears became red, looking pitiful and helpless.

Tan Qing hummed angrily and covered her ears with her hands, moved a little on the pillow, and said to He Mingyu: "If you bite me again, you won't be given any money!"

He Mingyu was taken aback: "Give me the money?"

Tan Qingchao took a distressed look at the little money she put on the bedside, and asked with some reluctance: "He Mingyu, how old is your grandfather's grandfather's grandfather?"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu seriously calculated the seniority: "It's been too long, before the founding of the People's Republic of China, I don't remember it."

Tan Qing pursed her lips: "What about Grandpa's grandpa?"

He Mingyu: "My grandfather is my grandfather's father. He was a hundred and four years old when he left for the funeral a few months ago."

Tan Qing stunned with disappointment: "Oh, I know, your family really doesn't have a longevity gene."

He Mingyu: "..."

He hadn't waited for He Mingyu to react.

Tan Qing got out of the quilt, ran to the bed, and boldly patted the money piled up on the bedside table.

"I checked last night, the book! The paper! The expert's video! Don't be too tired in the future and earn less money! If you are not too busy, you can live longer! I can give you money!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu looked at Tan Qing and did not speak for a while.

As a monster from the mountains, Tan Qing actually has no concept of human money.

I have never bought a car, a house, or a luxury product. I only know that the larger the number, the more money.

In addition to buying food and drinking, I don't know how to spend it.

Tan Qing doesn't know how to manage finances, nor does he buy stocks, only the survival period.

The money saved from Ji Yanxiu and Rong Sheng was stored in the card, and it had not been spent for several months.

Seeing He Mingyu did not speak at this time.

Tan Qing was a little suspicious of the fox student: "Eh...is it too little money? There are five bags here, and there are seven bags in the car downstairs..."

He Mingyu looked at Tan Qing tightly, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Tan Qing was seen as a little vain, and he slid in front of He Mingyu little by little, and said in a super low voice: "Then, that...I still have one million private money... Later, I will give you back..."

This sentence is not finished yet.

He Mingyu stretched out his hand and yanked him into his arms fiercely.

Only for a moment.

Tan Qing heard the steady and powerful heartbeat in He Mingyu's chest.

Click it.

It's like the sound of drums in the depths of the soul.

Tan Qing was a little at a loss, raised her head subconsciously, trying to say something.

However, he was about to speak.

He heard He Mingyu's already dumb voice: "Tan Qing, what do you mean? Bribery? Support? Or confession?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing has not had time to answer.

He heard the next sentence of He Mingyu.

"But I can't wait — Tan Qing, let's be together."

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