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

Qiao Yingzi's room is not filled with dolls or pictures of celebrities like other girls.

Instead, the entrance is a huge bookshelf filled with various books.

The room is also relatively simple, with white sheets on the bed and two small puppets placed on the bedside.

"You... you can sit down wherever you want, I still have to write a composition."

Qiao Yingzi was a little shy. After saying something to Meng Haoyang, she sat down at the desk and started writing.

Smelling the faint fragrance in the air, Meng Haoyang walked to the bookshelf.

"Popular Astronomy", "Beautiful Starry Sky", "Stars and Planets"...

Looking at the row of books on astronomy above, Meng Haoyang looked back at the girl.

"Qiao Yingzi, do you also like astronomy?"

Meng Haoyang asked aloud.

"You... like it too?"

Qiao Yingzi turned around suddenly and said loudly with surprise on her face.

Then she secretly glanced outside, sat upright, and spoke to Meng Haoyang with a look of surprise on her face.

"I think the starry sky is very mysterious and attractive."

"Look at the many stars in the sky, so beautiful, yet so far away from us."

"Black holes, stars, planets, white dwarfs, these are all amazing."

"I was secretly watching "Glimpses of the Universe" here recently. The descriptions in it are so grand."

As she spoke, Qiao Yingzi put down her pen, stood up, walked to Meng Haoyang, took a book from the bookshelf and handed it to Meng Haoyang.

"I read this book last year. I think the extraterrestrial civilization described in Chapter 8 is very interesting."

"I feel that somewhere in the universe, there is a group of beings exploring the outside just like us."

"Maybe one day we will meet."

After taking the book, Meng Haoyang turned to Chapter 8 and sighed.

Even time travel has appeared. Maybe there is another blue star on the other side of the universe?

I don’t know what the world is like now.

"is it?"

"This book also talks about extraterrestrial civilization?"

"I just saw Chapter 3!"

Qiao Yingzi came next to Meng Haoyang, looked at the book and said with some surprise.

This book was bought by his father, Qiao Weidong, and has been on the bookshelf for almost two months.

Song Qian usually doesn't allow her to read it. Only after finishing her homework can she take the time to read one or two pages.

Qiao Yingzi was fascinated as she watched.

She just leaned next to Meng Haoyang and read a book.

The words inside seemed to be alive, deeply attracting her attention.

"Hey, do your homework."

"When Aunt Song sees us like this, please don't beat me!"

Meng Haoyang moved his arms and closed the book.

This silly girl really likes astronomy!

Even standing like this, I can see it in ecstasy.

Meng Haoyang put the book away and looked at her with some sympathy.

Under normal circumstances, this silly girl would have been supervised by Song Qian, and she almost committed suicide after getting depressed.

We have a good relationship with their family now. If you have a chance, let’s talk to Aunt Song!

Qiao Yingzi leaned on Meng Haoyang's shoulder and glanced at the book reluctantly before returning to her seat.

As soon as she sat down, she remembered what happened when she was reading a book.

This was the first time she had been so close to a man other than her father.

"Xiaoyang, Yingzi's composition is a bit poor. Please help me read it when you have time."

Just when Yingzi felt a little hot, Song Qian's voice came from the kitchen.

"I know, Aunt Song."

Meng Haoyang replied and walked generously behind Qiao Yingzi.

The central idea is unclear, the writing is not smooth, and adjectives are used inappropriately.

There were a lot of questions, which made Meng Haoyang frown.

"Your... composition is indeed a bit poor!"

After looking behind Qiao Yingzi for a while, Meng Haoyang said in a deep voice.

As for the composition she wrote, apart from the gorgeous rhetoric, I didn't see any merit.

Qiao Yingzi puffed up her face and felt aggrieved.

Normally her compositions weren't so bad, but today Meng Haoyang came and made her unable to calm down, so she wrote like this.

"Forget it, I'll change it for you and you can take a look."

Meng Haoyang looked at it for a while, then bent down and took the pen from Qiao Yingzi's hand and began to correct the composition she had written.

Looking at Meng Haoyang's face so close at hand, Qiao Yingzi was distracted.

......

By the time Song Qian finished cleaning the kitchen and came out, Meng Haoyang had already returned to the living room.

"Aunt Song, I'll go back first. Thank you for your hospitality."

Seeing Song Qian come out, Meng Haoyang stood up and said goodbye to Song Qian.

"Let's sit down for a while! There's no class tomorrow anyway."

Song Qian wiped her hands, took off her apron and said.

"No, if you want to eat dumplings tomorrow morning, you have to go home and wrap them first!"

Meng Haoyang smiled and refused.

"Make dumplings, my aunt will come over and help you."

When Song Qian heard that Meng Haoyang was about to make dumplings, the huge rolling pin flashed in her mind, she was stunned and said aloud.

"Then...I'll trouble you."

Meng Haoyang did not refuse this time.

Here Song Qian said something to Qiao Yingzi who was still doing her homework, then changed into her shoes and went into Meng Haoyang's house.

Chapter 024 Song Qian: Can’t even use a rolling pin?Auntie will teach you

"Aunt Song, you won't go to work tomorrow?"

After taking out the flour and other things, Meng Haoyang asked Song Qian who was bending down to change her shoes.

"Only you students are allowed to spend the weekend, but aunties are not allowed to spend the weekend?"

Song Qian changed her shoes, put her hands back, tied up her hair, and smiled at Meng Haoyang.

Meng Haoyang smiled and took out the rolling pin from under the cupboard.

He bought this rolling pin when he was shopping in Longdu City last year.

He waved it twice in his hand and was extremely satisfied.

With this weight, who could bear it if hit with a stick?

"Xiaoyang, won't it sink if you hold it?"

Entering the kitchen, Song Qian looked at the rolling pin as big as an arm and asked curiously.

With such a big rolling pin, it would probably be very tiring after just rolling out a few pieces of dough.

According to her opinion, she should just buy ready-made dumpling wrappers.

"Uh... let me try!"

Meng Haoyang mixed the flour and kneaded it vigorously, then hesitated and said.

He wouldn't say that he had only used this rolling pin once, and it came in handy as soon as he bought it.

If the rolling pin hadn't acted as a deterrent, he probably would have really had to fight with those two gangsters that night.

After I took it home, I kept it under the cupboard and never used it.

Today I also had a whim and wanted to try it.

These words made Song Qian, who was washing leeks, look a little suspicious.

Could it be...he wouldn't?

She felt that it was not so easy for her to come here to help out today.

"Xiaoyang, where are your adults?"

Song Qian was washing the leeks aside and looked at them for a while and asked.

It was already ten o'clock, and Meng Haoyang was the only one at home. She was a little curious.

And it's been so many days, and she hasn't seen the adults of Meng Haoyang's family yet.

"I don't know, I haven't seen them since I can remember."

Meng Haoyang kneaded the dough and said.

After hearing Meng Haoyang's words, Song Qian understood immediately.