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

Chapter 73

"I'm not your servant, why should I beat your legs, you're so beautiful."

Meng Yinyin gave Song Tingyue a cold look, then turned and walked towards the closet.

She opened the closet, took in all the clothes, shoes and bags that Song Tingyue bought for her, and arranged them.

Fortunately, Song Tingyue's wardrobe is big enough, no matter how much you put in it, it won't be crowded.

Song Tingyue lay on the sofa, watching Meng Yinyin busily moving things in and out.

She picked up a red skirt and said to Song Tingyue: "My grandfather asked us to go back to dinner tomorrow night, saying that he wanted to announce our marriage."

"Ah."

Song Tingyue responded indifferently, and his deep eyes kept lingering on Meng Yinyin.

During the day, Mr. Meng called him and asked for his opinion.

He didn't have any opinions, and let Mr. Meng make arrangements.

Whether the news of the marriage is announced or not is all the same to him.

His purpose is always only that one.

"Grandpa seems to have invited a lot of people."

Meng Yinyin frowned as she looked at the red skirt in her hand.

She always felt that marriage was a matter between two people, and there was no need to make it public, not to mention that she and Song Tingyue were just married in a fake manner.

Song Tingyue's wife is not easy to be.

It's even worse when it's fake.

Meng Yinyin's heart was heavy, and she really wanted to find an excuse not to go home tomorrow night.

However, you can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day. There are some things that you have to face all the time.

Mother Song came to knock on the door: "Yinyin, Tingyue, it's time to eat."

"Okay, come right away."

Meng Yinyin sighed, and hung the red dress in the closet, planning to wear it tomorrow.

……

The next day, at dawn, Meng Yinyin woke up.

She opened her eyes and saw Song Tingyue sleeping on the sofa, the thin quilt covering her body fell to the floor.

The air conditioner is on in the room, the temperature is low, and it is quite cold without a thin quilt.

Meng Yinyin got up lightly, picked up the thin quilt, and covered Song Tingyue carefully.

She leaned over and pulled the quilt, and subconsciously swallowed when she saw Song Tingyue's harmless sleeping face.

So handsome!

Song Tingyue in his sleep was a little less cold and more accompanying.

The hair is a little messy, and it is sexy in its laziness.

His slender figure was dressed in black silk pajamas, and his handsome face was well defined.

Oops, how could you be so lustful so early in the morning?
calm down!

Meng Yinyin patted her chest and was about to stand up straight when Song Tingyue suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at each other, Meng Yinyin saw her nympho in Song Tingyue's dark and bright eyes.

So embarrassing!

Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned and ran.

But the wrist was grabbed by a big cold hand and pulled hard.

"oops……"

Meng Yinyin's center of gravity was unstable and she fell on Song Tingyue.

In a panic, Meng Yinyin's little hand pressed where it shouldn't be.

"Hmm..." Song Tingyue let out a muffled snort, his handsome face was tense, and a wave of heat rushed straight to his forehead.

Why are you so impulsive so early in the morning?
Meng Yinyin withdrew her hand in panic and slid on the ground, the first thing she thought of was throwing the pot away.

"I... I didn't do it on purpose. If you want to blame it, you can blame yourself. You pulled me suddenly and made me not stand still...that's why..."

Before she finished speaking, Meng Yinyin's face turned red like a monkey's butt.

Song Tingyue sat up and looked at Meng Yinyin coldly, his sharp eyes seemed to kill her.

Meng Yinyin stuck out her tongue.Seriously, he said: "You're not too young anymore, seriously, find a woman to carry on the family line. Men have needs in that regard. I understand. If you want me to help cover, you can just say it, and I will definitely cooperate."

(End of this chapter)