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

Chapter 21 Don't remember, don't admit, don't take responsibility!
After drinking a lot of wine the night before, Meng Yinyin's head was as heavy as lead, and she still had a dull pain.

She rolled on the bed for a while before slowly opening her eyes.

Everything in sight is so strange.

Not her home, nor a dormitory.

This is where?

Meng Yinyin sat up abruptly.

Try to remember what happened last night.

She only remembered that she was drinking too much and joking with Song Tingyue, saying that she was going to get married.

after that...

She couldn't remember at all.

Meng Yinyin quickly lifted the quilt, and was relieved to see that her clothes were still the same as yesterday.

Put on your shoes and trot out the door.

What about Song Tingyue?
She ran to the first floor in one breath and found Song Tingyue in the dining room.

Song Tingyue was sitting at the dining table, holding a bone china cup with his slender fingers.

The golden sunlight shone on his body through the floor-to-ceiling windows, coating him with a layer of warm soft light, and his whole person looked much warmer.

He turned his face sideways, and his perfect outline was three-dimensional like a knife carving.

There is nothing wrong with the whole body.

Meng Yinyin's footsteps slowed down unconsciously.

Hearing footsteps, Song Tingyue turned his head slowly: "Come here for breakfast."

Seeing him, Meng Yinyin remembered what she said last night.

Oh mom, what a shame!
Meng Yinyin walked over with her head down, and sat down opposite Song Tingyue.

The servant immediately brought her the same breakfast as Song Tingyue's.

She was about to drink the milk when she heard Song Tingyue say, "Last night..."

Meng Yinyin expected that Song Tingyue was going to make fun of her with what happened last night, so she said, "I was drunk last night and didn't know anything. No matter what I said or did, I will not be responsible!"

Song Tingyue raised his chin slightly, with a clear expression of "I knew you would renege".

Dangerous glints flickered in the dark eyes.

Seeing his expression, Meng Yinyin cried out secretly.

She wouldn't be lustful and molested Song Tingyue last night, right?
Whether it's kissing or hugging, she will never admit it.

Don't remember, don't admit, don't take responsibility!
Resolutely implement the three no's principle!

Meng Yinyin swallowed the milk with difficulty, and said rascally, "Even if I did something to you last night, it was still my loss, and you have nothing to lose, so don't be so stingy."

She wasn't sure about anything else, but she was very clear about one thing, she and Song Tingyue didn't have sex.

It's fine if there's no sex, she continues to play tricks to the end.

"My parents are coming over today, and do your part as a daughter-in-law!"

The more Song Ting didn't speak, the more he would die, and Meng Yinyin was almost scared to death when he spoke.

Daughter-in-law?
she?
Did something go wrong?
She doesn't really want to marry him!

"Cough cough...cough cough..."

The milk choked into her throat, and she coughed for a long time before she could speak: "You...are you kidding me?"

Song Tingyue raised his eyebrows: "I look like a joke?"

Meng Yinyin looked at him carefully.

The eyes are still so deep that it is hard to see through, and the sexy thin lips are pursed into a straight line, carrying an incomparable aloofness.

Full of energy and full of charm.

It doesn't look like a joke at all.

Meng Yinyin shook her head stupidly: "It's not like that!"

What the hell happened last night?
Why does she now have the illusion that she has been sold and counted the money?

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

She swallowed, summoned up the courage to ask, "I didn't do anything to you last night, did I?"

"What do you say?"

Song Tingyue's handsome face showed a bit of coldness.

Meng Yinyin's heart was trembling, and she said with a stiff neck, "Even if I want to do something to you, you won't let me do it, will you?"

(Yinyin: I seem to have been sold! Ting Shao: Be good, my husband will not treat you badly. From now on, I will eat meat and you will drink soup, and I will eat hot pot and you will eat hot pot bottom.)
(End of this chapter)