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

Chapter 171 Ripped Face

Looking at Meng Yinyin who was like a lotus emerging from water, Song Ting rushed forward with great strides.

Tell her with actions why he locked her up.

When Meng Yinyin saw Song Tingyue walking towards her, the hairs all over her body stood on end, and she entered a state of alert.

She grabbed the desk lamp casually and stood in front of her: "Don't come over, if you take another step, I'll beat you!"

Song Tingyue's tall body stopped against the desk lamp.

His deep eyes were fixed on Meng Yinyin, taking her panic into his eyes.

She is afraid of him!

The hand holding the lamp was shaking.

Song Ting narrowed his eyes, he took a step forward, and Meng Yinyin took a step back.

"You...you...don't come here...come again...I really...really hit..."

She was still so spineless, she stuttered when facing Song Tingyue.

The heart seemed to be wound up, beating vigorously.

Song Tingyue said without any emotion: "You hit!"

It seemed that it was not he who would be beaten, but someone else.

"Don't force people too much... Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry..."

Meng Yinyin was puzzled.

Could it be that she looks like a bully? Song Tingyue always bullies her.

I have to teach him a lesson tonight and let him know how powerful she is.

Meng Yinyin gritted her teeth, raised the lamp high and threw it at Song Tingyue.

When she hit it, she didn't hit Song Tingyue's vitals, but hit his arm.

Song Tingyue didn't even blink, let alone hide.

He watched the lamp come down.

Hit him on the arm.

Severe pain instantly hit the whole body.

He frowned slightly, and looked at the angry Meng Yinyin coldly: "Are you happy?"

Meng Yinyin was taken aback for a moment, then hit Song Tingyue a few more times, and drove him out while hitting him: "I'm not happy, you get out, get out... I don't want to see you..."

Song Tingyue saw that Meng Yinyin's anger and fear were not faked, his heart sank, he turned his head and left the bedroom.

Meng Yinyin hurriedly closed the door.

It was as if his body had been emptied, and he couldn't even stand up.

With her back against the door, she slowly slid to the ground,

Covering his face, his hands were full of tears.

Meng Yinyin didn't know why she was crying, but only knew that the sadness in her heart had been pouring out.

Sad, very sad.

But he couldn't say it.

……

Song Tingyue returned to the study with a gloomy face.

He didn't like anything, so with a big wave of his hand, he waved all the computer files on the desk to the ground.

It was a mess and a mess.

Lighting a cigarette, halfway through smoking, he smashed the ashtray again.

A dull ache in the arm.

Taking off his shirt, he saw a large bruise on his arm.

Song Tingyue got up suddenly and went downstairs, opened the wine cabinet, and took out a bottle of red wine.

He was holding red wine and standing by the huge French window, the moonlight fell on his body, adding a bit of chill.

The next day, Meng Yinyin woke up early.

She had insomnia last night and tossed and turned until dawn.

Now she and Song Tingyue are tearing each other apart!

Now that the face is torn, there is no need to maintain the peace on the surface, and it should be ignored.

Meng Yinyin put on her clothes and went to open the door, only to find that the door was still locked.

She slammed her fist on the door.

"Open the door, open the door, let me out... let me out..."

When the hands are tired from smashing, they switch to kicking.

Song Tingyue slept so hard that he should have heard it and opened the door for her.

But Meng Yinyin kicked the door for half an hour, but the door was still locked tightly.

As time passed by, Meng Yinyin became more and more irritable from being calm at the beginning.

She still has to record a show, so she can't be late!
(End of this chapter)