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

Chapter 44 Feiyin is finally back!

Before Meng Xixi went into the bathroom, she still had a mournful face, but when she came out, she smiled broadly.

Even Li Meiyun was complacent.

Meng Yinyin saw the changes in the two of them and drank tea quietly.

Waiting to see what they will come up with again.

Meng Xixi looked at Song Tingyue, remembered what Li Meiyun said, her pretty face blushed, and she lowered her head shyly.

If she could marry Song Tingyue and become the young mistress of the Song family, grandpa would definitely look at her differently.

At that time, she can feel proud.

The more Meng Xixi thought about it, the happier she became, and she squinted at Meng Yinyin.

She never felt that she was inferior to Meng Yinyin, but in her grandfather's eyes, she was not worthy of lifting Meng Yinyin's shoes.

Eccentric old man, she must prove that she is better than Meng Yinyin.

In order to create a well-behaved and obedient image in front of Song Tingyue, Meng Xixi volunteered to help Li Meiyun in the kitchen.

Meng Xixi tried his best to attract Song Tingyue's attention.

But Song Tingyue's eyes never fell on her from the beginning to the end.

He didn't even know what she looked like.

Before lunch, Song Tingyue left.

Mr. Meng asked Meng Yinyin to take him out.

As soon as she walked out of the villa, Meng Yinyin couldn't help complaining: "What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into my grandfather? He knew that you would not live long, yet he still asked me to give birth to you. How could he expect his own granddaughter?" Widowed grandpa."

Song Tingyue's eyes were dark, and he glanced at Meng Yinyin: "Do you want me to die soon?"

"I definitely don't want you to die quickly, I hope you live a long life."

Meng Yinyin's eyes widened and she shook her head vigorously.

I was afraid that if I shook my head more slowly, Song Tingyue would die before he died.

When can my problem of speaking without thinking through my brain be corrected?
Sooner or later, he will be killed by himself.

Song Tingyue seemed satisfied with Meng Yinyin's answer.

The cold handsome face became warm.

"Don't worry about the child's affairs, I will take care of it."

"thank you!"

"Ah."

Meng Yinyin looked up at Song Tingyue.

His profile is impeccably perfect.

Knives-like outline without any extra curvature.

Every corner, every line is so smooth.

He returned to his cold and dignified appearance, as if the little temperature just now was just her illusion.

Maybe he is a person who is indifferent on the outside and hot on the inside!

It's just that she will never understand his heart.

If not for that ridiculous engagement.

She and him will not communicate.

Song Tingyue said suddenly: "Did you cut your hand?"

"Huh?" Meng Yinyin raised her hand, and when she saw the small wound, she remembered that her hand was indeed cut.

She didn't even care about it herself, but Song Tingyue didn't expect to notice it.

Ripples appeared in Meng Yinyin's heart.

Others are pretty good.

"Clumsy!"

"..."

She took back what she just said, Song Tingyue is a big villain!
Meng Yinyin sent Song Tingyue to the garage and watched him get into the car.

"Song Tingyue."

Meng Yinyin couldn't help calling him.

Song Tingyue turned his head slowly, his sword eyebrows raised slightly.

Looking at each other, Meng Yinyin felt her heart numb and aching.

She pursed her lips and said, "Although we can't change the length of life, we can create the width of life. Nice to meet you!"

Song Tingyue's deep eyes flickered, and Meng Yinyin's serious and pretty face filled his eyes.

He didn't say anything, stepped on the accelerator, and galloped away.

……

The next day, although there was no class, Meng Yinyin woke up early.

The recording of the first season of "I am an idol" finale started today.

Meng Yinyin took the nanny car rented by Hai Na.

Haina opened the mahogany box, took out a silver mask from it, and said excitedly, "Feiyin, you're finally back!"

(End of this chapter)