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

Chapter 388 Torturing Pregnant Women
"You have such a big temper, what should you do if your child is born with such a big temper like you?"

Song Tingyue looked at Meng Yinyin helplessly.

She was like a hedgehog, erecting the spikes on her body to prevent him from approaching.

Meng Yinyin replied angrily: "That's my business, it has nothing to do with you."

"I said, I will treat him/her as my own child." Song Tingyue brought the chicken soup to Meng Yinyin again: "Baby said he/she is hungry and wants to drink chicken soup."

"I don't drink!"

Meng Yinyin looked away angrily, and was about to go on a hunger strike to protest.

What the hell is Song Tingyue doing?

Did he really intend to keep her locked here forever?

Hate!

Song Tingyue took a deep look at Meng Yinyin, brought the chicken soup to his mouth, and took a sip himself.

Hearing Song Tingyue drinking the soup, Meng Yinyin drooled uncontrollably.

The chicken soup is so fragrant!
Meng Yinyin swallowed hard, and greeted the eighteenth generation of Song Tingyue's ancestors in her heart.

He was just trying to annoy her on purpose.

After Song Tingyue drank the soup, he put down the soup bowl and hugged Meng Yinyin violently.

"you……"

Meng Yinyin turned pale with shock, and was about to scold him when his small mouth was blocked by his thin lips.

He still had the smell of chicken soup on his lips.

Song Tingyue let go of Meng Yinyin's lips, with a smirk on his lips: "You don't want to drink by yourself, I can only feed you like this."

"nausea!"

Meng Yinyin raised her fist and slammed it hard on his chest.

Song Tingyue grabbed her little hand and raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to feed you?"

"do not want!"

Meng Yinyin refused decisively.

She's not that stupid.

"Then drink it yourself." Song Tingyue picked up the soup bowl and put it in front of her.

"I won't drink!" Meng Yinyin knocked the soup bowl to the ground with a slap: "Song Tingyue, if you don't let me go, I won't eat, and I won't eat even if I die of starvation."

She was firm and did not give Song Tingyue any hope.

Song Tingyue's eyes turned cold: "I won't let you go, just starve!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and left the room.

"Bastard!" Meng Yinyin angrily grabbed the pillow and threw it on him.

She didn't believe that he would really starve her to death.

Meng Yinyin sat on the bed angrily, looking around the room she was in.

She had never been to this place before, surrounded by showy cliffs and deep valleys in the distance.

Standing on the terrace, you can see thick floating clouds.

The scenery is beautiful, but she has no time to appreciate it.

After a while, the servant came in with a rich meal and placed it on the dining table.

"I said I wouldn't eat it, take it away."

Meng Yinyin was about to push the food on the ground again, when Song Tingyue came in and grabbed her hand: "If you don't eat, I want to eat."

After he finished speaking, he sat down at the dining table, picked up the chopsticks, and began to eat with big mouthfuls.

The table was full of Meng Yinyin's favorite dishes.

Seeing Song Tingyue eating so deliciously, her stomach growled.

I'm so hungry, I really want to eat.

The braised lion's head looks delicious, and the roast duck, the skin is so crispy!
What evil did she do?
suffer from this torture.

It is very inhumane to starve a pregnant woman.

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