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

Chapter 413 Let him touch it?
Song Tingyue asked cautiously, as if afraid of waking up this sweet dream.

If this is a dream, he would rather not wake up for the rest of his life.

This dream is so beautiful!
Meng Yinyin's throat was so choked that she couldn't speak.

"Yinyin, is it true?"

After waiting for Meng Yinyin's answer for a long time, Song Ting became more anxious.

Meng Yinyin took a deep breath before she could speak slowly: "Well, it's true, but don't be too happy, I don't plan to give you the child, I will take the child by myself, and the child must also have my last name Meng, when you want to see him/her, I can let you see him/her."

Song Tingyue was dumbfounded: "Yinyin, I always thought the child was Leng Moran, how could it be mine, how could it be...it's incredible...I never thought it was my...child..."

He was speechless with excitement.

Meng Yinyin also thought about this question.

The doctor said that the long-term drug treatment destroyed the activity of Song Tingyue Mi Qingzi and could not allow her to conceive normally. Even if the drug was stopped, there would be no improvement in the short term.

The doctor was not quite right.

"Maybe there is a miracle!"

Meng Yinyin held the mobile phone in one hand, and gently stroked her belly with the other hand, her face exuded the radiance of maternal love.

"Yinyin, how old is the baby?"

Song Tingyue blamed himself very much.

He is not a qualified father-to-be, and he doesn't even know that his baby is a few months old.

"Five months." Meng Yinyin said, "I can already kick and fight."

"I really want to touch him/her."

If it wasn't for his body's disallowance, Song Tingyue would be standing in front of Meng Yinyin now.

I feel that Song Ting is more stupid now.

Meng Yinyin sighed: "When you recover, there will be plenty of opportunities for you to touch in the future."

"Yinyin, can you come to the hospital now and let me touch it?"

Song Tingyue couldn't wait.

"No."

Although she couldn't bear it, Meng Yinyin still rejected Song Tingyue.

"why?"

He didn't want to wait any longer.

"I haven't had lunch yet."

Meng Yinyin made up an excuse casually, but Song Tingyue was not so easy to fool.

"Come here, I'll treat you to a big meal, your favorite Boston lobster, salmon, and baked crab with cheese."

Hearing the name of the dish reported by Song Tingyue, Meng Yinyin salivated.

She swallowed, and refused cruelly: "My mother has already prepared the food, and I will eat it at home."

"Your mother? What kind of mother are you?" Song Tingyue frowned: "Leng Muran's mother?"

"..."

This fool is jealous again!
She could hear it over the phone.

Meng Yinyin stuffed a banana into her mouth: "It's my own mother, you don't know it yet, my mother is not dead, she is alive and well, she just lost her memory and married Mo Ran's father."

Song Ting asked nervously: "Then you and Leng Muran..."

Downstairs, Su Ziqing's voice came: "Yinyin, Moran, it's time to eat."

"Okay, stop talking, I'm going to eat, I'll go to the hospital to see you when I'm free, you take care of yourself."

"Ah."

Meng Yinyin hung up the phone, only to realize that Leng Muran was staring at her closely.

"Moran, what are you looking at me for? Is there something on my face?"

She said touching her face.

I didn't touch anything!

"It's nothing." Leng Moran stood up with a somewhat lonely expression.

While having lunch, Su Ziqing suddenly said, "Let's go back to Rongcheng. After eating, we'll leave this afternoon. We won't be tired by taking the high-speed train back."

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