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

Chapter 3

"Uh uh uh... don't go, wait a minute..."

Seeing that Song Tingyue was about to leave, Meng Yinyin hurriedly chased after him.

Her leg was injured, and when she ran, the wound was torn, the pain made her leg go limp, and she threw herself forward.

Before getting close to the marble floor, Meng Yinyin reflexively wanted to grab something.

Although she really caught it, she still couldn't avoid falling and eating shit.

"Ouch……"

She fell all over, but was still holding on tightly to the thing in her hand.

Suddenly feeling a chill down her back, she raised her head subconsciously, and what she saw were two slender legs.

thigh?
What about pants?
Why don't you wear pants?

Meng Yinyin was shocked to find that the pants were in her hands.

She actually pulled Da Bingshan's pants off.

He took off his pants when they met for the first time, would he think she was taking the initiative?
Meng Yinyin wanted to cry but had no tears.

Although she looks bold and unrestrained, she is still very small and fresh inside.

Under the gaze of Song Tingyue's murderous eyes, she quickly got up and pulled up his pants.

Meng Yinyin shirked responsibility while lifting her trousers: "Don't wear such loose trousers in the future, they will be pulled off as soon as you pull them, it's not safe at all."

Fortunately, Song Tingyue turned his back to her, and didn't see what he shouldn't see.

Song Tingyue turned his head slowly and stared at Meng Yinyin coldly.

Murderous so heavy!
Meng Yinyin stuck out her tongue, not daring to speak anymore.

Seeing Meng Yinyin's calf bleeding, the murderous look in Song Tingyue's eyes disappeared without a trace.

He hugged Meng Yinyin without saying a word.

"Uh……"

Meng Yinyin subconsciously circled his neck, and her slender body shrank into Song Tingyue's arms.

She raised her head, just in time to see Song Tingyue's handsome chin and the resolute profile of a knife.

It looks more handsome up close!
With such a good-looking son, his parents were afraid that he would not find a wife.

She was still in the womb, and the parents of the two families hurriedly made a marriage contract for them.

What kind of society is it and you are still married.

Don't be afraid of being laughed out of your mouth when you speak out.

Ever since Meng Yinyin knew about the engagement, she had resisted it.

In the past, she thought that she was the one who suffered the loss, but now, no matter how you look at it, the one who suffered the loss was Song Tingyue.

Song Tingyue carried Meng Yinyin to the living room, put her on the sofa, rang the call bell and turned to go upstairs.

"Song Tingyue, don't leave, are you willing to marry me or not?"

Unwilling, Meng Yinyin yelled at his back.

Song Tingyue ignored him and went straight upstairs.

"I hate it, what are you dragging, don't think that I really want to marry you, I'm all for my grandpa..."

Meng Yinyin sat on the sofa angrily, stared at Song Tingyue's back, and scolded him in her heart.

If it wasn't for making grandpa happy, she wouldn't have come to him, let alone put her hot face on his cold ass!
After a while, the servant and the doctor came in.

Just after the wound was bandaged, she was about to go upstairs to find Song Tingyue.

The servant stopped her: "Miss, you can't go upstairs without Young Master Ting's permission."

"I'm Young Master Ting's fiancee. He brought me back tonight, didn't he just acquiesce in my relationship with him? Did he ever say that I'm not allowed to go upstairs?"

Meng Yinyin spoke with confidence.

"No." The servant replied weakly.

"That's right. He didn't say that I'm not allowed to go upstairs. I'm his fiancee. Can't I go upstairs to find him?"

The questioning tone made the servant at a loss.

Even she herself felt that what she said was very reasonable.

(End of this chapter)