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

Chapter 382 She's Pregnant
"Why are you?" Meng Yinyin shook her shoulders subconsciously, and the suit jacket she was wearing fell to the ground.

Song Tingyue's face was dark, he picked up his coat and held it in his hands: "I'm here on a business trip in Rongcheng, and I'll take a look at you by the way."

She looked at him coldly: "Go, I don't want to see you!"

Seeing Song Tingyue, Meng Yinyin would think of her deceased grandfather.

She couldn't face him innocently.

Meng Yinyin turned her head, looked ahead, and stopped looking at the handsome face that made her palpitate.

After not seeing him for a month, he has lost a lot of weight, and his facial contours are more resolute.

But the spirit looks good.

His condition should have stabilized!

Although Meng Yinyin was in Rongcheng during this time, she would pay attention to what happened in Jiangcheng, especially the news about Song Tingyue, she would click on it.

Knowing that he is fine, she can feel at ease.

Meng Yinyin refused to wear his clothes, so Song Tingyue could only stand in the wind to protect her from the wind.

His eyes fell on Meng Yinyin's slightly protruding belly, and his heart tightened: "Are you pregnant?"

"Yeah!" Meng Yinyin knew she couldn't hide it, so she didn't hide it anymore.

Her hands gently stroked her stomach.

At five months, my belly was swollen, as big as a volleyball.

Fetal movement can be clearly felt.

Song Tingyue stretched out his hand involuntarily and covered Meng Yinyin's stomach.

He knew it wasn't his child, but he was still very excited.

His hands are very light, for fear of disturbing the sleeping baby.

Once, he was looking forward to the arrival of the child, but he never waited.

Maybe he will never have children in his life.

Meng Yinyin looked at Song Tingyue, not knowing what the expression on his face meant.

Both happy and sad.

You've become a father now, so what's the point of being sad?
Although it is impossible for her to be with him, the child needs a father's love, and she will not object to her child's contact with Song Tingyue.

But the child must have her surname Meng.

"Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?" Song Ting asked more shyly.

"do not know."

Meng Yinyin planned to reveal the answer when she was born.

Song Tingyue smiled, with a taste of bitterness: "Boys and girls each come one."

"That's impossible, the doctor said, it's a single pregnancy, not twins."

Meng Yinyin touched her not-so-big belly and said, "If it's twins, the belly should be as big as a basketball."

"Oh." Song Tingyue nodded in obscurity.

Su Ziqing took her clothes and came back to see Meng Yinyin talking with a man.

The distance was too far, she couldn't see the appearance of the man clearly.

Shouted: "Yinyin."

"Mom!" Hearing Su Ziqing shout, Meng Yinyin stood up and walked towards her.

Su Ziqing stepped forward quickly and helped Meng Yinyin put on her coat.

"It's blowing, let's go back!"

Su Ziqing saw clearly that the man who was talking to Meng Yinyin was Song Tingyue, so she pulled Meng Yinyin back and walked back.

"it is good."

Meng Yinyin looked back at Song Tingyue, and said coldly, "Don't come to see me again, I don't want to see any of you Song family!"

Song Tingyue looked at their backs, unable to recover for a long time.

Being hated by his beloved woman, Song Tingyue's heart seemed to be cut into pieces by a knife.

However, the good news is that she is doing well now.

If she is not doing well, he still has a reason to take her away and hold her in his hands to take care of her.

But now, her boyfriend is very kind to her, and her future mother-in-law is also very kind to her, and she is going to be a mother soon.

She's better off than she was with him.

There is no room for him to intervene in her world.

(In the middle of the night, Young Master Ting found out that Yinyin was pregnant, but he didn't expect it to be his own child. What a fool!)
(End of this chapter)