Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 200 Afraid of being responsible for him

Meng Yinyin quickly went to buy stomach medicine and purified water and came back.

Panting, she took out the stomach medicine, put it in Song Tingyue's hands, and unscrewed the cap of the purified water.

Song Tingyue pursed his lips and looked at Meng Yinyin with a half-smile.

She ran too fast, sweating profusely, with a small face as red as an apple.

"What are you looking at me for? It's not poison, it's really stomach medicine." Meng Yinyin urged: "Take it quickly, I asked, this medicine has the best effect, and the stomach pain will disappear soon after taking it. "

"En." Song Tingyue put the medicine into his mouth, raised his head and took a sip of water.

"Grumbling..."

Watching Song Tingyue's Adam's apple rise and fall, Meng Yinyin would feel that it was suffocatingly sexy.

She quickly grabbed the grilled corn on the table and took a bite to suppress her shock.

While eating, she said in a serious manner: "You, it's too precious, and your resistance is not good. You should eat some waste oil, paraffin rice or something to enhance your resistance. Look at me, I often eat roadside stalls, and my body doubles." It’s great, it’s delicious to eat.”

A faint smile appeared on Song Tingyue's pale face: "So you care about me so much."

"You misunderstood, I didn't care about you." Meng Yinyin waved her hands again and again: "I brought you to eat this barbecue. With your worth, sitting here and talking to me is already a waste of money." Now, what if you really have a problem with eating and ask me to lose money, I can't bear that responsibility."

Meng Yinyin was like a money fanatic, she was good at counting.

Song Tingyue laughed: "Are you afraid of being responsible for me?"

"Yes, so, do you still have a stomachache? If it doesn't hurt, then there's nothing wrong with me."

"It still hurts!"

"..."

So, does he want her to be responsible to the end?

Meng Yinyin said with a bitter face: "Why don't you go to the hospital? If it's a gastric ulcer, gastric perforation, or gastric bleeding, just taking medicine won't cure it."

"Can't you look forward to me?"

Song Tingyue was speechless.

Gastric ulcer, gastric perforation, gastric bleeding...

It sounded like he was cursing him!
Meng Yinyin pouted dissatisfiedly: "I didn't expect you to be well. I said I went to the hospital for a detailed examination. If there is any disease, it can be found and treated early."

Song Tingyue took another sip of pure water: "I'm fine, I just had a physical examination a few days ago."

"Oh."

Meng Yinyin secretly thought, is it really all right?
If it's really okay, what's the matter if you don't live to be 30 years old?

Can't figure it out!
Song Tingyue saw Meng Yinyin frowned, and asked softly, "What are you thinking?"

Meng Yinyin didn't lie to him, and answered honestly: "You said you were fine after the physical examination, so why...you can't live...a long life?"

Originally, Meng Yinyin wanted to ask him why he couldn't live to be 30 years old, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that it was too hurtful, so he quickly changed his words.

Song Tingyue slightly hooked his lips: "You hope I live a long life?"

"I hope everyone I know will be safe, healthy and live a long life, except of course those who often speak ill of me and frame me."

Meng Yinyin looked at Song Tingyue, never wishing for him to be safe, healthy, and live a long life.

In her mind, Song Tingyue's gray-haired and very old appearance even appeared in her mind.

There was a burst of soreness in my heart, and my eyes were flushed.

In order to prevent Song Tingyue from seeing her true emotions, Meng Yinyin quickly covered her face and yelled, "Ah, bugs flew into my eyes."

"Let me see!"

The more Song Ting believed it, he immediately pulled her hand away and saw her red eyes.

(End of this chapter)