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

Chapter 64
Meng Yinyin pouted her small mouth, staring at Song Tingyue with twinkling eyes: "I can't think of it."

Looking at the cute Meng Yinyin, Song Tingyue's expression softened a little.

"You should learn how to be a wife." His voice was faint, like old wine, with the magic power to seduce people's hearts.

It was getting dark, and the surroundings were so quiet that there was only the sound of each other's breathing.

Looking at Song Tingyue and listening to his voice, Meng Yinyin felt a little dizzy in her brain.

She shook her head, trying to wake herself up.

"I married you in a fake marriage, so I don't need to learn those inexplicable things."

"Do you want your grandpa to see that we are a fake marriage?"

Song Tingyue's voice was not heavy, but every word was worth a thousand dollars, which made Meng Yinyin's heart heavy.

She shook her head again and again: "Of course not!"

If grandpa knew that she and Song Tingyue had a fake marriage, he might be sent to the intensive care unit.

Seeing that her grandfather's health was getting better, she didn't dare to make him angry anymore.

For the sake of her grandfather, she also had to endure Song Tingyue's handsome face, which harmed the country and the people.

"Then behave well and don't reveal your secrets." Song Tingyue walked to the lake, his tall figure was taller than the pine trees on the other side.

Looking at Song Tingyue's tall and straight back, Meng Yinyin suddenly felt that he was very pitiful.

No matter how bright the outside is, his inside must be full of devastation.

It is the age of high-spirited and proud life, but it is necessary to welcome the arrival of death rationally.

No amount of money will help.

What a pity!

……

After dinner, Mr. Meng went home, but Song Tingyue's parents stayed in Qinyuan overnight.

Song's mother said to Song's father in private: "After all, he married a daughter-in-law. Tingyue didn't even work overtime on weekends. He came back so early to accompany Yinyin. If it was before, where would Tingyue rest on weekends, 360 five days a year? I'm busy, and it's hard for me to see him!"

Father Song nodded: "That's right, now I have to accompany Yinyin on weekends, and I don't want to rest."

"Our silly son finally got the hang of it and knows the importance of a wife."

"That's right, if Ting Yue had enlightened earlier, we would be able to hold our grandson earlier."

"By this time next year, I shouldn't be able to run away."

Mother Song winked at her husband, covered her mouth, opened the door and walked out while laughing.

She stopped at the door of Song Tingyue's room, listening to the movement inside.

This week, Song's mother boiled soup every day and asked the driver to deliver it to Song Tingyue.

In order to be able to hug her grandson as soon as possible, Song's mother was heartbroken.

In the room, Song Tingyue sat on the sofa to process documents, while Meng Yinyin took a shower and lay on the bed playing with her mobile phone.

It's no fun to play on the phone for a long time, Meng Yinyin's attention fell on Song Tingyue.

The way he works hard is so handsome that everyone is angry.

It looks better than the popular little fresh meat.

Meng Yinyin picked up her phone and took a candid photo.

"Crack!"

Forgot to turn off the sound!
Meng Yinyin cried because of her stupidity.

She wanted to pretend nothing happened.

But it was too late.

Song Tingyue raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw the phone in Meng Yinyin's hand facing him.

Looking at Meng Yinyin again, she looked terrified.

He understood everything.

Song Tingyue stood up abruptly and walked over.

"Don't come here..."

Meng Yinyin felt guilty and backed away in fright.

Is it bad to live?
Why do you want to kill yourself?

Crying stupidly by myself every day.

"Don't come here... help..."

Song Tingyue narrowed his eyes slightly: "Give me the phone!"

"No..."

Meng Yinyin turned over and lay down on the bed, protecting her phone tightly.

He wanted to delete the secretly taken photos before Song Tingyue snatched the phone away.

(End of this chapter)