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

Chapter 169 The brain is a good thing

Downstairs, Song Tingyue was leaning on the sofa, holding Meng Yinyin's cell phone in his hand.

Jiang Ruisen sent a message to Meng Yinyin: [Yinyin, are you home yet? 】

Resisting the urge to block Jiang Ruisen, Song Tingyue replied to his message: [We are home. 】

Jiang Ruisen soon sent another message: [Tingyue?What about Yinyin, you didn't do anything to her, did you? 】

Song Tingyue kept his face dark when he left, and Jiang Ruisen was very worried about Meng Yinyin's safety.

He knew very well that Song Ting became more and more ruthless, more terrifying than hungry wolves.

【She is taking a bath! 】

【…】

Caught off guard, he was stuffed with dog food.

Jiang Ruisen felt that he was looking for abuse.

Even if there is a conflict between husband and wife, it is a matter of quarrel at the head of the bed and peace at the end of the bed.

Why is he in a hurry.

Jiang Ruisen looked at the phone and shook his head with a smile.

[Be nice to Yinyin, don't be so fierce, the little girl needs to be coaxed, don't scare her. 】

After all, he watched Meng Yinyin grow up, and he understood her temperament better than anyone else.

In addition, Meng Yinyin lost her parents since she was a child, and she has a weird personality, withdrawn, cheerful, restrained, and funny. You can see it in her.

She is a complex complex.

Show different sides of yourself in front of different people.

Jiang Ruisen knew that she was protecting herself, she would not give her affection easily, and built a solid wall for her heart.

Jiang Ruisen's kind words of persuasion made Song Tingyue very upset.

[You don't need to worry about me and Yinyin, we are fine. 】

[OK?Why didn't I see it, you guys look more like a fake marriage to appease your family! 】

Jiang Ruisen hit the nail on the head and hit the nail on the head.

He had such doubts during the meal, and the two of them looked weird.

Shouldn't ordinary women be angry when they meet their husbands with other women in a restaurant?
And he saw embarrassment and resistance on Meng Yinyin's face.

Angry but not at all.

Meng Yinyin didn't even look at Manager Shen, as if she didn't care at all.

He also didn't see the tacit understanding between husband and wife.

These two are really interesting.

The corners of Song Tingyue's raised lips suddenly drooped.

[Jiang Ruisen, a brain is a good thing, but it's a pity you don't have one. 】

[I really have no brains, and I make it sound like you have one, Yinyin doesn't like you at all, don't waste your efforts, in order to occupy Yinyin, you can come up with such a bad trick as fake marriage, I accept it! 】

Jiang Ruisen deliberately picked up what Song Tingyue didn't want to hear.

It seems that the angrier Song Ting is, the happier he is.

If you don't provoke him, you will let down the beauty of this beautiful day.

[Jiang Ruisen, you are courting death. 】

Song Tingyue gritted his teeth.

If Jiang Ruisen was in front of him, he would have beaten him to the ground long ago.

Even through the screen, Jiang Ruisen could feel his anger.

【Hahaha, Ting Yue, are you really angry? I thought you wouldn’t be angry. It’s a pity that I’m not by your side at this historic moment. If it’s convenient for you, please send me a selfie. 】

Ever since he was a child, Song Tingyue has been paralyzed, his emotions and anger are invisible. Jiang Ruisen has never seen him get angry or lose his temper.

But tonight, he saw Song Tingyue's mood swings.

This is still the first time in the world.

Want photos?

sure!
Song Tingyue gracefully clicked on Meng Yinyin's photo album, scrolling down while looking at it.

He actually let him find a photo of him and Meng Yinyin.

He fell asleep, and Meng Yinyin was lying beside him, sticking out her pink tongue and making faces.

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