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

It's just that because these fish need to be cooked into soup, they are processed a little more tightly.

So Meng Haoyang carefully peeled off the blood lines and the like inside bit by bit.

"Okay, you can handle the rest yourself."

"I'm going to see Yingzi."

After finishing his work, Meng Haoyang washed his hands and smiled at Song Qian.

"Slow down, zip up your clothes."

Song Qian rolled her eyes at Meng Haoyang, stepped forward to help him tidy it up, then stepped back and leaned over to pick up the fish from the bucket and put it on the chopping board.

Glancing at Song Qian who was concentrating on handling the fish, Meng Haoyang smiled and walked towards Qiao Yingzi's bedroom.

After hearing the footsteps leaving, Song Qian bit her lip and entered the bathroom.

Soon, there was the sound of water inside.

Meng Haoyang, who was standing at the door of Qiao Yingzi's bedroom, was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound of water.

Then he shook his head and knocked on Qiao Yingzi's bedroom door.

"Come on!"

Just as the door rang, Qiao Yingzi's weak voice sounded inside.

Meng Haoyang was feeling a little strange when the door opened.

"Meng Haoyang, why are you here?"

Qiao Yingzi looked at Meng Haoyang standing at the door with some surprise and asked.

"how?"

"I can't come to check on my disciple's composition progress."

Meng Haoyang spoke and entered the bedroom.

When he saw the sound-absorbing sponge on the wall, the expression on his face was wonderful.

"This..."

Meng Haoyang pointed at those things, a little curious.

"Oh! Don't mention it."

"This is all caused by my mother."

"She said she was afraid that the noise outside would disturb my study, so she specially installed soundproofing."

"It's annoying to death."

Qiao Yingzi sat back down, her expression quite speechless.

"Oh, this is really good for you."

"Even this is prepared for you."

"You must be living a great life!"

Meng Haoyang touched it with his hand and said with a smile.

Although Song Qian has a strong desire to control, she is devoted to her daughter.

But it was because he was too self-centered and completely ignored Qiao Yingzi's feelings that what happened next happened.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"I'm almost bored to death."

Qiao Yingzi was a little irritable. After writing two words in the notebook with a pen, she stopped and started to complain to Meng Haoyang.

"You don't even know, isn't the final exam coming soon?"

"My mother bought me a lot of test papers and mock exam questions."

"I wanted to take a rest, but she was muttering a lot."

"From yesterday to now, I have done seven test papers."

"She even enrolled me in two cram schools during this winter vacation."

"I don't even have time to go to the astronomy exhibition if I want to."

"I feel like I'm almost turning into a robot. I'm really exhausted."

As she spoke, she lay down on the table.

Listening to Qiao Yingzi's tired voice, Meng Haoyang didn't know how to enlighten her.

Put yourself in his shoes, if he had been reading, doing homework, and writing test papers all day long, he would probably have collapsed a long time ago.

And the most important point, astronomy, which Qiao Yingzi likes, has been forced by Song Qian not to get close to it.

"Come on!"

"There's still more than a year left. It'll be fine if you get through it and go to college0..."

"If it doesn't work, tell me if you have anything to do and I'll help you find a solution."

Meng Haoyang patted Qiao Yingzi's back and comforted her softly.

His words made Qiao Yingzi a little defensive.

"What can you do?"

"I have talked to her several times, but she always makes sense."

"And every time she talks, she cries. I don't want to see my mother cry."

"She has sacrificed so much for me, what do you think I should do?"

As she spoke, Qiao Yingzi's voice sounded like she was crying.

Sometimes she wanted to reject her mother's opinions, but every time she resisted, she couldn't help but feel sorry for her mother after seeing Song Qian wipe her tears.

Therefore, every time her resistance failed halfway.

"Okay!"

"You're still an adult in a few months. Are you ashamed to return the golden beans?"

"There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, and there will always be a way."

"Don't cry. When Aunt Song sees it later, she'll think I did something to you!"

Meng Haoyang patted Qiao Yingzi's back gently and comforted her softly.

He felt a little sorry for this kind and sensible girl.

Everyone has their own hobbies. Even Lin Miaomiao can learn painting with her father on weekends.

But the only thing Qiao Yingzi likes is astronomy, but Song Qian is obsessed with it and doesn't allow it at all.

Even the viewing time is controlled exactly.

Maybe he felt a little embarrassed, or maybe Meng Haoyang's comfort had an effect.

After Qiao Yingzi choked a few times, she wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and sat up.

"Here, take a look at the composition I wrote."

"Remember, you must help me if I have something to do."

Qiao Yingzi looked at Meng Haoyang with red eyes, looking for shelter like a wounded deer.

"Don't worry, you will do what you say."

"If Aunt Song goes too far, or if you have any grievances, just come to me."

"We have such a good relationship, I will take care of your affairs."

Meng Haoyang patted his chest with a serious look on his face.

"Tch, what relationship do we have?"

Qiao Yingzi turned around, picked up the pen, and muttered in a low voice.

"We are good friends now. As for the future, we may get rid of the problem."

"It will then depend on whether some people want to get rid of it or not."

Meng Haoyang smiled, looked at the composition and said lightly.

Hearing this, Qiao Yingzi was a little confused.

A good friend removes the trap, but there is nothing in it

"Rogue!"

In an instant, Qiao Yingzi's face turned red and her neck was red, and she spat at Meng Haoyang.

The light in his eyes turned around, like a bright moon.

.......

Chapter 131: Fish soup with added ingredients, Qiao Yingzi likes it very much

While Meng Haoyang was in a daze, there was a knock on the door outside the bedroom.

"Yingzi, Xiaoyang, the fish soup is ready. Come out and drink some fish soup."

Listening to Song Qian's voice outside the door, the two looked at each other, got up, opened the door and walked out.

Before going out, Qiao Yingzi looked at her eyes in the mirror and smiled after finding that there was nothing abnormal.

On the dining table outside, there were two Xiao Wan.

The smell of fish comes from it.

"Yingzi, this is the wild fish Xiaoyang brought over. Drink more soup."

"Look at how fresh this soup is. Drinking it is good for your health."

Song Qian continued to serve soup in the kitchen and shouted twice to Qiao Yingzi who had just sat down.

"Eh!"