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

Chapter 307 He Only Likes Being Touched by Meng Yinyin

Originally, Meng Yinyin was going to talk to Song Tingyue carefully before making the phone call, and talk calmly without making a fuss.

As a result, as soon as the phone call was made, she couldn't control her temper, and she cursed all over her head and face.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became.

He even said that he didn't know her. Could it be that he couldn't be friends after divorce?

Damn Song Tingyue, be careful!
Being scolded by Meng Yinyin, Song Tingyue's heart sank, waiting seemed to turn into irony.

The voice was as cold as if it had been frozen in an ice cellar.

"I'm not that boring, Meng Yinyin, I advise you not to be self-righteous, you are nothing to me!"

Song Tingyue hung up the phone angrily.

Meng Yinyin held the mobile phone that had ended the call, wanting to cry but not crying.

Why can't I control my temper?
What can't be said well.

Saying a few good words can't kill people, but now if you talk to death, it will really kill people.

Meng Yinyin's intestines were green with regret.

Taking a deep breath, he called Song Tingyue again.

This time, you must speak well, and you can put down your dignity and beg him!
After the bell rang for a long time, the electricity was finally connected.

Meng Yinyin happened to be speaking, and Xia Ningxi's voice caught her ears: "Hello."

"..."

Meng Yinyin lost her temper completely and hung up the phone in a hurry.

……

Song Tingyue struggled to get out of the bathroom with a cane.

Xia Ningxi put down the phone, smiled and said, "Just now your wife called you, but she hung up without saying a word."

"En." Song Tingyue responded lightly, walked over with a cane, sat on the chair, picked up the phone, and clicked on the chat history.

He looked at Meng Yinyin's number, but didn't call it back.

Seeing Song Tingyue looking at the phone in a daze, Xia Ningxi smiled sweetly, squatted in front of him, and massaged his legs.

"Ting Yue, your body is recovering very well. You will be able to walk soon. Before you can walk, I still have to massage you every day to avoid muscle atrophy."

Xia Ningxi massaged Song Tingyue's thigh while talking.

A pair of white and tender little hands passed over his lower abdomen vaguely.

Song Tingyue couldn't feel his legs, no matter how Xia Ningxi massaged him, he didn't respond.

He fixedly looked at his phone, ignoring Xia Ningxi.

Until Xia Ningxi's hand brushed against his lower abdomen, Jun's face suddenly sank.

"Call the nurse to give me a massage."

Song Tingyue pushed Xia Ningxi's hand away bluntly, the disgust in his eyes was obvious.

Xia Ningxi blushed in embarrassment.

"Ting Yue, don't get me wrong, I'm just stimulating your peripheral nerves, the nurses are not professional enough."

Xia Ningxi's explanation is suspected of trying to cover up.

Song Tingyue's face became even uglier.

"Then go find a professional nurse and ask for a man."

The implication is that he doesn't like being touched by women.

Except Meng Yinyin.

"Okay, I'll arrange it now."

Xia Ningxi stood up in embarrassment and left the ward.

After closing the door of the ward, she gritted her teeth in hatred.

If you are divorced and still think about that woman, what good is that woman?
The lazy young lady has nothing to do but eat, drink and have fun.

Xia Ning arranged for the nurse to give Song Tingyue a massage.

Song Tingyue didn't call Meng Yinyin back, but dialed the assistant's phone: "Continue to buy Meng's stocks, and how much you receive must be kept secret."

After the phone call, Song Tingyue clicked on the photo album.

He had a photo of Meng Yinyin's parents and Chen Zhengfeng in his phone.

In the photo, Chen Zhengfeng looked at Meng Yinyin's mother, his eyes were full of love, and his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists.

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