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

According to the progress in the study materials, this includes even the knowledge points for the third year of high school.

Whether it is verbal or physical, it is all recorded on it.

More detailed than she classified.

"At that time, Teacher Tang agreed that as long as I kept my test scores, he would not care what I did."

"Then I agree!"

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"Anyway, science and liberal arts are the same to me."

Meng Haoyang shrugged his shoulders and said.

This inadvertent movement made the swinging arm touch the softness.

Song Qian let go of Meng Haoyang's hand without showing any trace, and reached out to stroke the hanging hair on her face behind her ears.

"By the way, Aunt Song, I've finished eating my dumplings."

"Do you think you can come to my house and help me when you are free someday?"

After walking a few steps, Meng Haoyang asked aloud.

"Dumplings... dumplings?"

Song Qian stuttered a little.

"Yeah, dumplings."

Meng Haoyang nodded, looked at Song Qian and said seriously.

"I...I'll take a look. Come when you have time..."

Song Qian's expression was a little unnatural, and she avoided Meng Haoyang's eyes and answered.

"Okay, I'll prepare the materials later today."

 …  

"Aunt Song, let me know in advance when you are free. I may not be at home during National Day."

Meng Haoyang said with a smile.

"Do you want to hang out?"

"Where to go, with whom?"

Song Qian asked one after another.

It can be seen that she cares about Meng Haoyang very much.

"No, just playing in the city."

"I haven't made an appointment with anyone, I'm going alone."

"There are still some things that I can deal with during the holidays."

Meng Haoyang explained a few words.

"Then let's have dinner at my aunt's house tonight!"

"I asked you to come home for dinner last weekend, but I don't know where you went when you weren't home."

Song Qian helped Meng Haoyang tidy up her clothes and sent out an invitation.

That afternoon, she asked Qiao Yingzi to look for him several times but he was not home.

Finally gave up.

"That day?"

"I went to the library to read that afternoon and lost track of time."

"It was already afternoon when I came out. I thought it was too late, so I went straight to school without going home."

Meng Haoyang said without changing his expression.

"Good boy, no wonder your grades are so good."

"We agreed to have dinner at my aunt's house tonight."

"Just come directly when the time comes, but don't let Auntie call you."

Song Qian shook her phone and said.

"Don't worry, we'll be there on time."

Meng Haoyang assured.

"Okay, that aunt is leaving first."

Seeing that Meng Haoyang agreed, Song Qian got into the car, said something to Meng Haoyang, started the car and drove out.

Have a meal?

Don’t let it be oysters and leeks again!

Otherwise, you will have to waste time wrapping the dumplings.

......thousand.

Chapter 070 Lin Miaomiao, are you planning to marry me?

After entering the school, Meng Haoyang gave the information to Jiang Tianhao and returned to the classroom.

Inside, Lin Miaomiao and Deng Xiaoqi were chatting on the ground.

Lin Miaomiao said while drawing something in the notebook.

Meng Haoyang said nothing and silently walked behind her.

Deng Xiaoqi, who was sitting opposite Lin Miaomiao, saw Meng Haoyang's silent gesture and continued to chat with Lin Miaomiao nonchalantly with a smile.

Looking at the paintings in Lin Miaomiao's notebook, Meng Haoyang smiled.

A cartoon boy was drooling and chasing a cartoon girl holding a chicken leg.

From a painting perspective, Meng Haoyang admired this painting list very much.

But in terms of personality, the phrase "Mr. Miaomiao, I was wrong" that Lin Miaomiao added to the painting made Meng Haoyang unhappy.

Although he is a cartoon character, his face is so handsome and obvious that anyone with cataracts can recognize him as himself.

"He's doing bad things behind his back again!"

　"Three, five, seven," Meng Haoyang took the study materials and patted Lin Miaomiao's head and said.

This time, Lin Miaomiao almost died of fright.

She trembled and her face turned pale.

After realizing that Meng Haoyang was behind him, a blush immediately appeared on his face.

"It was!"

"I don't know who was watching me eating chicken drumsticks a few days ago. I almost drooled."

Lin Miaomiao rubbed her neck and whispered.

Meng Haoyang ignored her, put the study materials on her desk, and returned to his seat.

After sitting down, he calmly asked Lin Miaomiao, who looked proud, "Who was scolded by Teacher Wang in the cafeteria that day?"

"Who do you think it is? Why can't I remember it?"

The proud smile on Lin Miaomiao's face stopped.

Her face turned from white to blue, and then from green to red.

"Don't say it! Otherwise I'll break up with you."

Thinking of the embarrassing scene when her classmates looked at her, Lin Miaomiao wished she could dig a crack in the ground and crawl in.

It's outrageous for a girl to eat eight chicken drumsticks.

Now, her nickname Princess Chicken Legs has spread in a small area.

Seeing that Meng Haoyang was still smiling, Lin Miaomiao took out a large chicken drumstick from the desk, tore open the package and stuffed it into Meng Haoyang's mouth.

"It's all your fault, you are the Prince of Chicken Legs."

Meng Haoyang took out the chicken legs, took a bite and looked at Lin Miaomiao.

"I am the prince and you are the princess, Lin Miaomiao, are you planning to marry me?"

Meng Haoyang suppressed his smile, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and asked seriously.

Lin Miaomiao was stunned by Meng Haoyang's words. Seeing the serious expression on Meng Haoyang's face, she suddenly became nervous.

"You and I..."

"Who... who is... going to marry you?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Miaomiao blushed and stammered.

After saying that, he turned around and lay on the table, with a smile on his lips.

We haven't fallen in love yet, so how is it possible to get married?

Besides, I'm still studying, how can I get married?

It's so annoying that I want to marry someone before I even confess my feelings.

Thinking about it, Lin Miaomiao's ears turned red.

Meng Haoyang smiled, looked at Deng Xiaoqi and gave her a high-five.

However, for some reason, Meng Haoyang felt a little disappointed.

After eating the chicken legs, Meng Haoyang threw the garbage into the trash can and took out the yogurt from his schoolbag and handed it to Deng Xiaoqi and Lin Miaomiao.

Then he took out a bottle and drank it.

"Meng Haoyang, do you have any plans for the National Day holiday?"