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

She looked at Meng Haoyang who was kneading the dough with some distress, her mouth opened, but she didn't know what to say.

"Aunt Song, why do you look like this?"

"You don't think I'm having a hard time, do you?"

Not hearing Song Qian's words, Meng Haoyang turned to look at her and said funny.

He had seen this expression on his teacher's face countless times since he was a child.

Seeing the smile on Meng Haoyang's face, Song Qian stood up and stepped forward to hug Meng Haoyang.

"Good boy."

She said this.

Then she returned to her original position and carefully mixed the stuffing.

How did such a pitiful and heart-wrenching child survive all these years?

"Aunt Song, I'm living a good life."

Meng Haoyang said something serious to Song Qian, and was a little touched that Song Qian treated him like this.

After saying that, he bent down and kneaded the dough carefully.

The hug just now made him feel touched and a little uncomfortable at the same time.

He obviously didn't have anything in mind, but his body began to feel uncomfortable.

Moreover, it is not under his control.

This made him feel that his body was too good and not that comfortable for the first time.

Song Qian, who had just regained her composure, had just cut the leeks, mixed the stuffing, and turned to look at Meng Haoyang.

“Is the dough ready?”

She asked, and then saw the uncomfortable expression on Meng Haoyang's face.

Song Qian knew that maybe her words just now made him think of something unhappy.

But now she didn't know how to persuade this big boy who had been smiling ever since they met.

Children who grow up without parents or relatives can still smile so happily on their faces.

But is he really so happy in his heart?

Song Qian regretted her rashness.

"Xiaoyang, don't feel bad, go and take a rest!"

After hesitating for a while, Song Qian spoke.

"What?"

Meng Haoyang looked at Song Qian, a little confused.

"Xiaoyang, the dough is almost ready, no need to knead it."

"Look at how sweaty you are, go take a shower and get some rest early!"

Song Qian straightened her mind, looked at Meng Haoyang and said.

Meng Haoyang was speechless.

The dough and meat filling are all ready. Are you going to sleep now?

Don’t you want to eat tomorrow morning?

"No, I'll roll out the dough before we start."

"Anyway, I have to sweat. After taking a shower, I have to shower again later. It's troublesome."

Meng Haoyang took the rolling pin and carefully rolled out each small piece of dough.

The first time the dough turned into a paste.

"It's not right for you to look like this."

Song Qian grabbed the rolling pin and showed Meng Haoyang.

Meng Haoyang: "???"

Seeing the confusion on Meng Haoyang's face, Song Qian had thousands of thoughts flashing through her mind.

Seeing the pain hidden in Meng Haoyang's smile, Song Qian took a rolling pin, took a deep breath and made a decision.

"Come, let me teach you."

......

After an hour of hard work, the first dumpling was finally made.

Looking at the dumplings on the chopping board, Meng Haoyang felt a sense of accomplishment.

Just now, I was either too strong or too weak when rolling out the dough. It took me a long time to make a good one.

Fortunately, someone taught me, otherwise I might not be able to eat these dumplings until tomorrow night.

Meng Haoyang looked at Song Qian with feeling eyes.

At this time, Song Qian was shaking her sore hands.

She didn't even know how Meng Haoyang could be so stupid.

You don’t even know how to use a rolling pin, but you still want to make dumplings by yourself?

"Xiaoyang, tell your aunt if you want to eat dumplings later."

"You must not cook it yourself, let alone think about eating it every day, do you understand?"

Song Qian saw the expression on Meng Haoyang's face and said seriously.

"Aunt Song, thank you."

"Let me get you some yogurt to drink!"

Meng Haoyang saw Song Qian rubbing her hands, stepped forward, helped her rub her hands, and said softly.

She held such a heavy rolling pin in her hand and worked hard to teach herself.

How can this not impress him?

"I'm going back first, Xiaoyang, you can take care of the rest yourself!"

Song Qian's expression was a little unnatural, and she took out her hand and hurriedly walked towards the living room.

Drink yogurt?I'm still full now!

I'll talk about it next time.

.......

Chapter 025: Go to the welfare home together, Wang Shengnan’s worries

In the early morning, after Meng Haoyang finished making dumplings and was preparing to take a rest, the system sounded unexpectedly.

【Ding!Your girlfriend feeds you a bottle of fragrant perfume, Charm +2】

[It is detected that the charm value has reached the feeding limit, and game 2.0 is officially launched]

[This version allows you to have three game girlfriends, be fed more times every day, and get richer rewards]

【Looking for suitable candidates...】

Yo!

This game can still be updated!

With two more people feeding it, the improvement is getting faster and faster!

This girlfriend is a bit stupid, why not brush the chicken legs first to increase her physique?

Thinking about it, Meng Haoyang opened his personal panel.

[Host]: Meng Haoyang

【Age】: 18

[Physique]: 16 (gift growth reaches a maximum of 20)

[Charm]: 95 (the gift grows up to 95)

[Intelligence]: 15 (gift growth reaches a maximum of 20)

[Skills]: Home maintenance (intermediate level), Tai Chi (master level)

[Talent]: Specialty, Wei Wu legacy (growing)

[Special]: Opposite sex attraction +5

what's the situation?

Looking at the personal template, Meng Haoyang was a little dumbfounded.

The skill is a master-level Tai Chi, and the talent is also a Wei Wu legacy.

Can talent still grow?

The key is why is there this extra talent?

I didn't do anything!

I just like beautiful women, is that wrong?

Besides, who did I offend? Why did I give him this talent?

Meng Haoyang said that this crappy game had wronged him, and he would not take the blame.

...

Early the next morning, Meng Haoyang changed his clothes early and went downstairs.

After he placed an order online, he took a taxi and headed towards his destination.

On the way, he said something to Lin Miaomiao and Deng Xiaoqi in the group.

An hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of a children's welfare home.