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

Chapter 57 The feeling of deja vu

Song Tingyue's eyes flashed, and his thin lips parted slightly: "What do you think?"

Meng Yinyin didn't expect Song Tingyue to throw the question back to herself.

It's really not easy to get something out of his mouth.

She replied nah, "I don't remember."

"Since you don't remember it, why is it familiar?"

Song Ting stared at Meng Yinyin closely, as if trying to see something from her eyes.

Meng Yinyin always felt that Song Tingyue's eyes were particularly sharp, as if he could see through a person.

She lowered her head in panic.

"It's just a feeling of deja vu, I thought, I met President Song."

"Really, the feeling of déjà vu?"

The corners of Song Tingyue's lips rose slightly, and his stern face suddenly softened a bit.

There is a feeling of ice meeting Chunyang.

This topic may become more and more dangerous if it continues, Meng Yinyin quickly stopped, and said politely: "It's my honor that Mr. Song likes my songs. When the new album comes out, I will give it to Mr. Song for tasting as soon as possible. "

Song Tingyue raised his wine glass gracefully: "Don't make me wait too long."

Before Meng Yinyin could reply, Haina couldn't wait to grab the white: "No, no, at most two months, Feiyin's new album will be released, Mr. Song, can I leave your phone number, so that I can send the album to you at that time?" you."

Sima Zhao's heart is well known!
Meng Yinyin couldn't laugh or cry.

Sister Na, is it really okay for you to act like this?

Song Tingyue didn't speak, but waved, and the assistant rushed over immediately.

"Young Master Ting."

Song Ting spread his hands, cherishing the words like gold: "Business card."

"Yes!" The assistant quickly took out a business card and put it in Song Tingyue's hand.

"If you need anything, please contact my assistant. It's his phone number." Song Tingyue gave the business card to Hai Na.

Hana took the business card in embarrassment and held it tightly in her hands.

If you fail to make a plan, you have another plan.

"President Song, can I add a WeChat?"

Meng Yinyin couldn't help giving a thumbs up, praising Haina's indomitable spirit.

At the same time, she also believed that Sister Na really had no face, and she didn't know what a face was.

Changing to someone else, being rejected by Song Tingyue once, he would have quit long ago!

How can it be like her to face up to difficulties again and again.

"I don't have WeChat."

Song Tingyue's deep and magnetic voice caught his ears, and Meng Yinyin almost burst into laughter.

The big iceberg is really not that easy to chase!
Note orphans.

Haina couldn't hold back her face, and said embarrassingly: "WeChat is so popular, but Mr. Song doesn't use it. It's really different."

Song Tingyue was noncommittal, cut up the lamb chops and put them in his mouth.

He lowered his head before Meng Yinyin plucked up the courage to look at him carefully.

Thick sword eyebrows, long and narrow phoenix eyes, straight nose, thin lips, all are masterpieces of God.

Meng Yinyin was almost taken aback.

She turned her head guiltily, only to find that Henna was even more infatuated than she was.

The intoxicated look on his face seemed to have entered spring.

Meng Yinyin poked Haina secretly to remind her to pay attention to her manners and not to lose face in front of Song Tingyue.

"Why are you poking me?" Haina's IQ was already negative, so she asked out loudly.

"It's nothing, you eat quickly, and go home after eating."

Now that Hana has given up treatment, she doesn't care.

Anyway, it was Fei Yin's face that was lost, and it had nothing to do with her.

After dinner, Song Tingyue offered to send Feiyin home.

"Okay, okay, then trouble Song..."

Haina couldn't wish for it, and she was about to leave with Song Tingyue immediately.

Meng Yinyin grabbed her tightly: "Boss Song, don't bother, we will go back by car, goodbye!"

After speaking, he pulled Henna and hurried away.

(End of this chapter)