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

Chapter 421

Meng Yinyin thought that Song Tingyue was going to play tricks, and wanted to push him away anxiously.

"Don't make trouble, it's not good for children to do that kind of thing..."

Before she finished speaking, she realized that she had misunderstood.

Song Tingyue didn't have that idea at all.

Lifting up her clothes just to put the fetal heart rate monitor on.

Seeing him clumsily squeeze the coupling gel, and then put the receiver on it with a pious face, Meng Yinyin's heart warmed.

He must be a good father in the future.

Song Tingyue did his homework and quickly found the baby's heartbeat.

"Boom, boom..."

The regular sound of a small train made him smile.

Song Ting was so engrossed in listening that Meng Yinyin forgot everything he saw.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"Yinyin, what do you think the baby is doing, sleeping or playing?"

Meng Yinyin thought for a while and said, "Should be sleeping, he will get up to play at eleven o'clock in the evening, punching and kicking, very excited."

"Really?" Song Tingyue looked at the time: "It's still half an hour away from eleven o'clock."

Halo, does he still think of interacting with the baby at eleven o'clock?
Meng Yinyin yawned and lay down: "Wait slowly, I'll go to sleep first."

"Well, go to sleep, I will accompany you."

Song Tingyue lay beside Meng Yinyin, gently stroking the hair on her forehead.

Meng Yinyin closed her eyes, feeling very happy at this moment.

There are only three of them, peaceful and quiet.

"Dong dong."

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Su Ziqing's voice came: "Yinyin, are you still awake?"

Oops, mom is here!
The lights were on, and Meng Yinyin couldn't pretend to be asleep, so she had to bite the bullet and get up.

The door was not locked, and she was afraid that her mother would come in directly.

Meng Yinyin pulled the quilt quickly, covering Song Tingyue tightly.

After covering it, I went to open the door: "Mom, I didn't sleep, what's the matter?"

Meng Yinyin stood at the door, blocking the door.

"You forgot to drink milk tonight, I brought you milk, drink it while it's hot."

Su Ziqing handed the milk to Meng Yinyin.

"Thank you, Mom. Go to bed quickly, good night." Meng Yinyin took the milk and was anxious to close the door, but Su Ziqing blocked it.

"Yinyin, mom wants to sleep with you tonight, we mother and daughter haven't slept together for a long time."

Su Ziqing walked into the room after speaking.

Meng Yinyin was so anxious that she stood in front of her firmly: "Mom, I'm afraid that I will not sleep honestly and affect your rest."

"It's okay, you are much more honest now than when you were a child."

Su Ziqing smiled and said, "When you were a child, you could turn around on the bed several times, and sometimes you would sleep sideways in the middle of the bed. Your dad and I could only lie on the edge of the bed."

Thinking of the past, Su Ziqing felt a little sad, and wanted to tell Meng Yinyin a lot of things hidden in her heart.

She walked around Meng Yinyin and entered the house.

Meng Yinyin thought that Su Ziqing had already seen Song Tingyue on the bed, so she said with a mournful face, "Mom...you listen to my explanation..."

"Explain what?" Su Ziqing asked strangely.

Huh?
Isn't Mom surprised when she sees Song Ting?
Meng Yinyin turned her head and saw that Song Tingyue was not on the bed.

While she breathed a sigh of relief, she widened her eyes and looked around for where Song Tingyue might be hiding.

Finally, her eyes locked on the bed.

He is so big, he can only hide under the bed.

Song Tingyue was really wronged. In order to warm her bed and take care of the child, he even hid under the bed.

Alas.

Su Ziqing lay on the bed, looked at Meng Yinyin and said, "Yinyin, I asked you before, how do you feel about Mo Ran, and you haven't answered me yet."

(End of this chapter)