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

Chapter 385 She Is Not Just a Woman
When Leng Moran returned home, Meng Yinyin brought out the braised lion's head and tomato sparerib soup left for him.

"Did you drink tonight?"

As Leng Moran approached, Meng Yinyin smelled alcohol on him.

"Well, I drank a little, with Song Tingyue."

Leng Moran said and sat down, took a sip of the pork rib soup.

Hearing the words "Song Tingyue", Meng Yinyin frowned.

"Why did you drink with him?"

"Song and Leng have cooperated, and there will be many opportunities to meet him in the future."

Leng Moran knew that Song Ting's purpose in coming to Rongcheng was Meng Yinyin.

Where does the project of the branch company need to trouble him to participate in person.

"Oh."

Meng Yinyin's heart was heavy.

Sitting opposite Leng Muran, he rested his cheeks and thought about something.

After meeting Song Tingyue today, she was in a mess all day.

Seeing that Meng Yinyin was in a state of distress, Leng Moran put down the soup bowl, pursed his lips and said, "Today Song Tingyue asked me when I will marry you?"

Hearing this, Meng Yinyin was startled, and stared at Leng Muran with rounded eyes: "How did you answer?"

"I said that whenever you want to marry, I will marry you."

Leng Muran's answer made Meng Yinyin dumbfounded.

"Then what did he say?"

"He said maybe you don't want to wear a wedding dress with a big belly."

"..."

Song Tingyue thought too much.

"He was drunk tonight."

"Oh." Anyway, it wasn't the first time Song Tingyue got drunk, so it was no surprise.

"He was still calling your name when he was drunk."

"..." Meng Yinyin sighed: "He also came to look for me today. How can there be such an idiot in the world as him, who doesn't even ask if the child in my stomach is his?"

Leng Moran blew away the oil slick on the soup, and took a sip slowly: "He thought it was mine."

"What an idiot."

Meng Yinyin pursed her lips in anger.

Could it be that in Song Tingyue's mind, she is such a casual woman?
Divorce him and date another man.

She is angry.

Leng Moran smiled and said: "It can be seen that he loves you very much."

"Love is useless, it's impossible for me and him."

Meng Yinyin gently stroked her stomach: "I will never get married in the future. I have you and a baby is enough."

"Not married anymore?" Leng Muran's eyes darkened.

"Yeah." Meng Yinyin curled her lips: "Marriage is boring. You can stay with whoever you like, and break up if you don't like it. It's clean and tidy. Marriage and divorce are very troublesome."

Leng Moran looked at Meng Yinyin intently: "What kind of person do you like?"

"Handsome, rich, handsome, talented, with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor."

Song Tingyue's face was always lingering in Meng Yinyin's mind.

Her standard was tailor-made for him.

"Hehe, what do you think of me?"

Leng Moran straightened his shirt, straightened his back, and let Meng Yinyin take a closer look.

Meng Yinyin was taken aback, and quickly changed the subject: "Eat the braised lion's head quickly, or you will get tired of it when it gets cold."

"En." Knowing that Meng Yinyin didn't want to answer her question, Leng Moran picked up the chopsticks and ate the lion's head in frustration.

It is actually quite happy to see her every day and eat the meals she cooks.

He can't be in a hurry, or he will scare her away.

Meng Yinyin went to the kitchen to serve Leng Moran another bowl of soup.

Today, my mother asked her, how does she feel about Mo Ran?
Meng Yinyin didn't want to answer this question.

She only thinks of Leng Moran as her elder brother.

(Second watch, do you expect Ting Shao to know that the child in Yinyin's belly is his?)
(End of this chapter)