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

Chapter 22 "Fake" Marriage Certificates
"You have succeeded!"

Song Tingyue smiled half-smile, but as a victim, he was as insidious as an old fox.

Meng Yinyin curled her lips: "I don't believe it, I don't feel it at all, unless you are an embroidery needle..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Tingyue's cold and sharp eyes slashed across his face.

She shivered from the cold, and muttered softly: "I didn't feel it at all..."

Song Tingyue's eyesight became sharper.

She shrank her neck and dared not speak any more.

Seeing that Song Tingyue was tall and burly, she didn't believe that he was an embroidery needle.

If something really happened, she would definitely not be able to get out of bed today.

Song Ting gave her a cold look: "Are you complaining that I didn't exercise my right to be a husband last night?"

"Stop, stop, what husband is not a husband, you are at best my fiancé, or the one who has broken off the engagement, don't make it seem like I really have an affair with you."

Meng Yinyin corrected Song Tingyue's slip of the tongue confidently.

Song Tingyue curled his lips, took out two red books from his suit pocket, and put them on the table.

The words "marriage certificate" gilded on the red book hurt Meng Yinyin's eyes.

A feeling of deja vu came to my heart.

No way! ! !
Meng Yinyin grabbed the marriage certificate and opened it. On it was a photo of her and Song Tingyue.

Song Tingyue in the photo is as handsome as ever.

And she...

What's the deal with laughing like a fool?

She made sure to send the photographer the blade.

Meng Yinyin quickly recovered and waved the marriage certificate: "This is fake. The Civil Affairs Bureau is off work at night, so it is impossible to get a real marriage certificate. This thing is good. My grandpa must be happy to see it. Anyway There are two copies, and this one will be given to me."

Song Tingyue slowly put the remaining marriage certificate back into his suit pocket, and continued to eat breakfast gracefully.

"Wow, the current counterfeiting technology is too high. This marriage certificate looks the same as the real one. Even the stamp is so clear. My grandpa will definitely not be able to tell it's a fake."

Hearing Meng Yinyin talking to herself, Song Tingyue smiled wryly.

There is nothing to explain to people whose IQ is not online.

After appreciating the marriage certificate, Meng Yinyin thought she was smart and asked, "Is it because your parents urged you to marry me quickly, so you came up with this trick?"

Before Song Tingyue could speak, Meng Yinyin had already narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Song Tingyue, you are so smart, we should cooperate well, and we can finally be quiet for a few years after coping like this for the time being."

"In the future, as long as you need me, just ask, and I will do my best to help you. My grandfather will also trouble you."

"I'll go to the hospital in the afternoon and show the old man the marriage certificate."

Meng Yinyin was still immersed in joy.

They kissed the marriage certificate hard.

Oye, that's great!
At this time, a car drove into the villa, and Song Tingyue stood up: "My parents are here!"

Hearing this, Meng Yinyin's butt bounced like a spring.

"Don't worry, I will play this scene well so that your parents won't be suspicious."

After Meng Yinyin finished speaking, she stuffed the marriage certificate into the butt pocket of her jeans, and ran out in a hurry.

A handsome middle-aged couple got out of the car.

Meng Yinyin greeted her warmly.

She said, "Dad, Mom, you are here."

The "Dad, Mom" ​​shouted so crisp and sweet.

Song Tingyue, who was walking behind, twitched the corners of his lips, and the bottom of his eyes flickered.

Looking at the lively and lovely Meng Yinyin, Song's mother smiled: "Oh, Yinyin, it's been a long time since I saw you. The last time I saw you, you were only five or six years old. In a blink of an eye, you have grown into a big girl."

(Yinyin: Is the marriage certificate real or fake? Ting Shao: Guess! Yinyin: It must be fake, and the Civil Affairs Bureau does not work at night! Ting Shao: Did you not bring your IQ when you went out? Yinyin: Get lost... ...)
(End of this chapter)