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

Chapter 154
If you don't sleep, don't sleep tonight.

Meng Yinyin felt that the thing that was pressing against her was getting hotter and hotter. She closed her eyes in a panic, not daring to make a sound.

Neither of them felt sleepy, but they didn't talk anymore, and they didn't even move.

Meng Yinyin struggled for a long time, wandering between half asleep and half awake.

She wanted to wait until Song Tingyue fell asleep and leave, but when she moved a little, his hand holding her tightened.

In the end, she was almost imprisoned in his arms.

Stayed up till dawn.

Meng Yinyin was dizzy.

Song Tingyue got up to go to the bathroom, she turned over and got up, put on her shoes with her bag, and hurried back to school.

In the bathroom, Song Tingyue heard the door closing, smiled wryly, and picked up the toothpaste and toothbrush.

His toothbrush was put together with Meng Yinyin's toothbrush. It was the same electric toothbrush, but the color was different. His was blue, hers was pink.

Water cups are also available for couples.

When Mother Song was shopping, as long as she could buy couples, she would buy couples.

People who don't know think how good their husband and wife relationship is.

In fact, it's just different dreams in the same bed.

Thinking of the phrase "I will not allow myself to fall in love with you" that Meng Yinyin said, Song Tingyue curled his lips mockingly.

What's the point of being short-lived if you can't be with her for the rest of your life.

After Song Tingyue washed up and walked out of the bathroom, his assistant just brought him breakfast.

"Young Master Ting, it has been found out that this woman is pretending to be the Young Mistress." The assistant put a document by Song Tingyue's hand for him to read.

"Ah."

Song Tingyue picked up the document, glanced at it lightly, with a sneer on his lips: "Zhang's daughter?"

The assistant replied: "Relying on her family background, Ms. Zhang often made things difficult for the young mistress at school, and even incited her classmates to isolate her. The young mistress has almost no friends at school."

"why?"

"It seems to be for a person named Bai Zichen."

"Within today, report to me all Zhang's ongoing projects."

Song Tingyue put down the document with a sullen face, tapped his fingers on the table, and said coldly.

"Yes, Young Master Ting."

"Go!"

The assistant retreated respectfully, and Song Tingyue enjoyed breakfast alone.

He glanced at the empty seat opposite, feeling more gloomy than the dark sky.

……

Since Song Tingyue said he would handle it, Meng Yinyin let go of her burden and went to class as usual.

When they reached the door of the classroom, they were blocked by Zhang Zihan and her sycophants.

"Oh, isn't this Meng Xiaosan? How dare you come to class after disgracing the school?"

Zhang Zihan's red lips painted with Dior 999 raised a disdainful arc, and she looked at Meng Yinyin coldly with her chin up.

The sycophant and Zhang Zihan have the same virtue: "Zihan, you don't know this, since she dares to be a mistress, there is nothing she can't do, and the school will expel her sooner or later."

Meng Yinyin looked at Zhang Zihan and smiled coldly: "You pretended to be Mrs. Song and called the school!"

Except for Zhang Zihan, she really didn't expect anyone else to do such a thing.

Zhang Zihan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "President Song's wife has come to the school, why hasn't the school dealt with you yet, and you are allowed to be immoral at school."

"Just keep pretending. I'll see how long you can pretend, Zhang Zihan. Let me tell you, my patience has a limit. It pissed me off. I don't have any good fruit for you."

Not only was Meng Yinyin not afraid, but she was domineering. Zhang Zihan felt terrified when she saw it.

(Baby, continue to recommend tickets, where Xia Xia is coding, I love you, huh!)

(End of this chapter)