Happy Boy: I am Lin Miaomiao’s Yun Yang boyfriend

"I don't choose anything but to be the enemy."

Li Meng said in embarrassment.

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Haoyang approached Li Meng and kissed her.

After the familiar French kiss, Meng Haoyang let go of Li Meng and smiled lightly.

"Now, we are called enemies."

"You are welcome to come to me for revenge."

"If you don't come, I'll wait for you every night."

After saying that, he walked boldly towards the community.

Li Meng's eyes were full of sweetness and shock. After looking around guiltily, she muttered something in a low voice before taking steps to follow.

Behind her, behind the flower bed, Yi Yao looked shocked.

She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

turn out to be...

Yi Yao tightened the folded clover in his hand, glanced at his toes with inferiority, and walked silently towards home.

......thousand.

Chapter 115 New Year’s Day is approaching, Lin Miaomiao’s chicken dance

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Early the next morning, Meng Haoyang took one look at the empty luck points and cheered.

Now, you no longer have to worry about encountering those unfortunate things.

I will buy two more hand cakes today to celebrate.

Meng Haoyang carried his bag and walked briskly all the way to the hand cake stall.

Here, he has not been here for many days since a curly hair appeared in the finger cake given to Lin Miaomiao.

"Sister, four hand cakes, increase the amount and toppings."

Meng Haoyang took out his money and shouted.

"Hey, handsome boy, long time no see."

The aunt selling hand cakes saw Meng Haoyang, and her wrinkled face exuded a smile like a chrysanthemum.

After finishing his busy work, Meng Haoyang said goodbye to her, ate hand cakes and entered the school.

As soon as I entered the classroom, an exclamation rang out inside.

"Ah - my hand cake!"

Meng Haoyang looked at the "[-]" Lin Miaomiao rushing over and couldn't help but admire him.

It’s amazing to be able to smell the hand pancakes from such a far away place.

"Here, yours."

Meng Haoyang took out one of the bags in his hand and handed it to Lin Miaomiao.

"Well...so satisfied."

"This is the taste of my dreams."

Lin Miaomiao was not polite. After taking it, she took a big mouthful and sighed.

"Stop dreaming."

"Have you told Aunt Wang about it at the parent-teacher meeting tomorrow?"

Meng Haoyang reminded Deng Xiaoqi and Han Fei after passing the other two hand cakes in his hand.

This girl is too nervous.

Just a reminder to be more careful.

"oops!"

Lin Miaomiao slapped her thigh and screamed,

"I forgot to eat noodles last night."

"This is going to be troublesome. Let's fight later...after we finish eating the chicken legs at noon!"

Seeing Lin Miaomiao happily eating hand cakes again, Meng Haoyang shook his head helplessly and took out his cell phone to send a message to Wang Shengnan.

This is the friend Wang Shengnan and Wang Shengnan made the last time they visited Lin Miaomiao's house.

Wang Shengnan said that adding friends would make it easier for Lin Miaomiao to ask Meng Haoyang for advice if she had any questions that she didn't know.

It's good now that he has become the communication channel with Lin Miaomiao and Wang Shengnan.

After sending the message, Meng Haoyang put away his phone when he saw Wang Shengnan returning the OK gesture.

"I sent a text message to Aunt Wang, please be more careful next time!"

Meng Haoyang took out the yogurt from his schoolbag, distributed it to the three of them, then knocked Lin Miaomiao on the head and said.

"Ow!"

Lin Miaomiao rubbed her head without paying attention, nodded in agreement, and started eating again.

Seeing Lin Miaomiao's heartless look, Meng Haoyang shook his head.

This guy is hopeless. Now that he has something to eat, he has forgotten his own name.

"Meng Haoyang, are you full?"

"This one is too big, I can't finish it."

Behind him, Han Fei poked Meng Haoyang with her finger and asked in a low voice.

"You can't even finish eating so much?"

"No way!"

Meng Haoyang looked back at Han Fei, a little surprised.

"I ate two eggs in the morning. I was so full after eating too much."

"If I had known you were going to buy hand cakes, I wouldn't have had breakfast."

Han Fei looked at the increased amount of finger cakes and said in frustration.

"Then give me the pancakes and drink more yogurt."

“Isn’t it a waste of food if you can’t finish it all?”

Meng Haoyang said.

"But I want to taste it, can you save some for me?"

Han Fei asked pitifully after handing it to Meng Haoyang.

Meng Haoyang glanced at the hand cake and was speechless.

This thing is not a fried dough stick, it will break as soon as you pull it.

How to divide the whole piece?

Perhaps sensing Meng Haoyang's speechlessness, Han Fei pursed her lips, smiled, and said softly: "Just give me the rest of the meal."

???

Meng Haoyang glanced at Han Fei and felt that something was wrong with this person again.

He always felt that Han Fei was normal one moment, and then looked like a psychopath the next.

You said it's okay to share the things you haven't bitten with her.

You've eaten all this, what's left for her?

This relationship doesn’t seem to be appropriate!

"Not suitable."

"I'll go buy a smaller one!"

Meng Haoyang stood up and said.

"No, I'm just teasing you!"

"I'll just drink some yogurt."

Han Fei hurriedly grabbed Meng Haoyang and said with a smile.

I'm so annoyed that I won't even give him a chance.

How to increase this intimacy value?

After Meng Haoyang sat down, Han Fei puffed up her face and leaned on the table.

Meng Haoyang ignored Han Fei, who was getting nervous again, and ate hand cakes by himself.

At this moment, his impression of Han Fei was that he was eccentric and neurotic from time to time.

This personality is somewhat similar to Lin Miaomiao.

Meng Haoyang thought about something, finished the hand cakes in a few bites, drank a few big mouthfuls of yogurt, and patted his belly happily. 0…

"Meng Haoyang, New Year's Day is coming soon, do you have any ideas?"

Deng Xiaoqi stuttered as she ate her finger cakes. She seemed to remember something and turned to look at Meng Haoyang and asked.

"New Year's Day? Any ideas for New Year's Day?"

Meng Haoyang glanced at Deng Xiaoqi and said doubtfully.

"New Year's Day party!"

"Our school has a New Year's Day party every year."

"Do you want to perform on stage?"

Deng Xiaoqi said with excitement on her face.