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

Chapter 58 The big iceberg is so cold, can it go down?
"Uh uh uh...I want to take Mr. Song's car...go home..."

Haina still wanted to fight, but Meng Yinyin directly covered her mouth and dragged her away forcibly.

After entering the elevator, Meng Yinyin let go of her hand.

Haina glared at Meng Yinyin unhappily: "You spoil my good deeds!"

"Sister Na, even if you take Song Tingyue's car home, it's impossible for you and him." Before Hai Na turned his face, Meng Yinyin added: "He is not good enough for you!"

Hai Na finally felt a little better, and asked arrogantly: "How can he not be good enough for me?"

"That Song Tingyue is a big iceberg, bored to death, handsome and rich, what's the use of having no interest in life, Sister Na, look at yourself again, you need to have a good figure, good looks, smart and capable, mature Yaya, how many men are chasing you, Sister Na, you should find a man who is interested and loves you, Da Bingshan doesn't understand!"

Meng Yinyin praised Haina high, and Haina suddenly burst into confidence.

"Well, your analysis makes sense, but I don't even like the men who chased me, so I just fell in love with Mr. Song. What do you think should I do?"

This woman is really stubborn.

Already completely confused by Song Tingyue's beauty.

Meng Yinyin sighed: "I don't know, if you want to chase, just keep chasing, I won't stop you!"

"Really?" Haina smiled, grabbed Meng Yinyin's hand and pulled it back: "Let's go, let's go home in Mr. Song's car."

"..."

Do you want to be so hungry?

Is the big iceberg so cold that you can eat it?
Thinking of Song Tingyue's music on ice, Meng Yinyin shivered.

She quickly pushed Henna's hand away: "If you want to sit, you sit, I won't sit."

"If you don't sit, Mr. Song will definitely not let me sit in his car, Yinyin, just help me!"

It's useless for Hannah to stare wide-eyed and act cute.

Meng Yinyin is very principled: "I can promise you everything else, but this one, I don't want to get involved, I wish you good luck."

"Voice..."

The elevator door opened, and Meng Yinyin pulled off her mask and ran out.

Hina failed to catch her and watched her run away.

Meng Yinyin took a taxi back to school and changed into ordinary clothes in the car.

The taxi driver kept playing Fei Yin's songs.

Listening to her own song, Meng Yinyin was a little excited. She could finally sing again, and hummed unconsciously.

The taxi driver heard her humming and asked happily, "You like Fei Yin too?"

Meng Yinyin nodded: "Yes."

Who doesn't like themselves?
"I like it very much too. Fei Yin's songs can always be sung to my heart. When I heard that she is coming back, I was so happy that I couldn't sleep. However, many people on the Internet said that the real Fei Yin is dead. It's a fake Feiyin, for making money, alas..."

Hearing the taxi driver sigh, Meng Yinyin was inexplicably moved.

She comforted: "Don't listen to the nonsense of those people on the Internet, it's the real Fei Yin, she is not dead."

The taxi driver's eyes lit up: "How do you know?"

"Today, Feiyin recorded the first season of "I'm an Idol". She sang on the show, and it's still as good as before."

"Really?"

"Well, I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears."

"Great, great...Fei Yin is finally back..."

Seeing a 50-[-]-year-old uncle, Meng Yinyin's eyes were so excited that she couldn't hold back her tears for a while.

She lowered her head, secretly wiped away her tears, and whispered two words: "Thank you."

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