A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

"What's wrong? Does your mother's word not carry any weight with you?"

"No, no, I'm just a little excited."

Seeing Qiao Ying's excited expression, Song Qian smiled and called her over.

He touched her hair.

"Next time something like this happens, just tell me. Don't be afraid. Even if I disagree, you can still discuss it with me, right?"

Qiao Yingzi nodded quickly.

"Really? I definitely will!"

Qiao Yingzi excitedly took out her phone and sent a message in the group chat.

She wanted to tell everyone about it.

And now.

She also truly felt Song Qian's changes, and the fear in her heart subsided somewhat.

Chen Jiajia was happy for her too.

Song Qian also asked about her goals.

Although Song Qian didn't have any particular ideas about art exams, she supported her child's decision to go.

Of course, this is someone else's child.

If it were Qiao Yingzi, this would be different.

I will absolutely not agree, don't even think about it.

At this moment.

Lin Miaomiao looked up.

She wiped her mouth beautifully.

He rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm so full today."

"Pfft~"

Everyone looked at her and couldn't help but laugh.

Lin Miaomiao: ? ? ? ? ? ?

.........

In Qiao Yingzi's room.

Lin Miaomiao looked at her in surprise.

"Your mom just agreed like that? That's too easy. I thought Su Chen would have to fight her for at least three hundred rounds."

“It’s not that exaggerated. My mom has become much better now.” Song Qian’s agreement also stirred up Qiao Yingzi’s defense of her mother.

Their relationship grew even closer.

Lin Miaomiao shook her head and sighed.

"It's all thanks to Teacher Song. If it were my mom, she would probably have given me a good beating."

"My mom doesn't care. If I get into Nanjing University, she'll probably burn incense for me," Chen Jiajia said without any inhibitions.

Lin Miaomiao nodded in agreement.

It seems that, regardless of whether they are rich or poor, the parents of students with poor academic performance are always so similar.

in the living room.

Song Qian was lying there in her pajamas, with a face mask on.

Su Chen gently pressed down from behind.

"Thank you."

Without warning, Song Qian thanked Su Chen.

Su Chen smiled slightly.

"I've massaged Sister Song so many times, why are you suddenly thanking me today? I'm a little flattered."

Song Qian smiled.

She gave him a charmingly disdainful look.

"Don't think I can't tell. Yingzi probably still wants you to tell me."

"If you hadn't gotten her to bring it up, she probably would never have taken the initiative to mention this to me in her entire life."

Su Chen sighed softly.

It's not that Qiao Yingzi is afraid to tell you, but it's no use telling you.

Qiao Yingzi had previously expressed that she did not want to stay in the capital to study.

However, Song Qian denied it all.

That's why Qiao Yingzi didn't dare tell her about choosing a school.

Thinking about things.

Su Chen suddenly felt his hand being pulled down.

"Hmm... I'll let you have your way today, massage me properly and let me enjoy myself." Song Qian glanced at Qiao Yingzi's room and found that no one was paying attention.

Then he closed his eyes and began to enjoy it.

"Alright, I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

"Um......"

..

back home.

Su Chen was still savoring the cotton-like sensation.

Although I've experienced it before.

But this time it felt completely different.

"What are you laughing at? How can you be so lewd?"

"Ouch!~"

Su Chen looked at her and said, "Watch your words next time."

Watching Su Chen return to his bedroom, Lin Miaomiao muttered under her breath, "Just wait and see how long I secretly grow my hair, and then I'll blow your mind!"

"Let's see if you'll still bully me like this then."

As the smoke from the fireworks subsided, Su Chen turned to look at her.

His eyes held a questioning look.

Lin Miaomiao's eyelids twitched, and she quickly ran towards the bedroom.

They were afraid that if they were even a second too late, Su Chen would catch them.

Another round of devastation ensued.

Seeing her like this, Su Chen could only smile helplessly.

"With your mischievousness, you expect me to treat you gently? You'll have to wait."

Back in the bedroom.

He turned on his computer, but this time he didn't open any word processing software.

Instead, I opened the comments section.

I wonder what kind of fun his readers, with whom he has a love-hate relationship, will bring him today.

[Author, please update soon!]

[A eunuch, oh wait, he seems to be a handsome guy, never mind.]

[Waaaaah, my goddess got caught by a eunuch! I don't know who to feel sorry for.]

[As expected of a reader with such a brilliant writing style; even their insults are so subtle. You really wouldn't understand them if you didn't read some books.]

[Damn it, other people are already rolling in money at eighteen, while I'm stuck here scrolling through your comments section. You dog of an author, hurry up and update!!!]

I always thought you were ugly, fat, and single. Turns out you're handsome, smart, and have a goddess by your side. I'm so fucking envious!

I always thought the author had cancer, but it turns out he just went on his honeymoon! Damn!

【Depend on!!!】

Scrolling through the comments section.

Su Chen's smile grew wider and wider.

However, their combat strength seems to have weakened considerably.

They probably felt pity for me because I was still young.