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

Song Qian took out the clothes in the closet and put them on, walked to the living room, locked the door, and walked towards the kitchen.

After entering the kitchen and looking at Meng Haoyang who was busy handling the dishes, Song Qian had an indelible love in her eyes.

She only regretted that she was born too early and could not stay with him for a few more years.

Now she is 38, and after she starts to show her age in a few years, she will not have the shame to be intimate with Meng Haoyang anymore.

"Aunt Song, please help me defrost this chicken leg and run it through hot water."

"And this tofu, soak it in water and I'll cut it later."

Meng Haoyang heard Song Qian's footsteps behind him and without looking back, he spoke to her hurriedly.

After a while, he turned his head when he didn't receive a reply.

What is a beautiful woman?

This is called a beautiful woman!

Looking at Song Qian, Meng Haoyang's eyes flashed with surprise and he swallowed unconsciously.

Song Qian wore a black lace pajamas, with a somewhat mature style.

The lower pair of long legs are covered with a rare pair of color-changing stockings.

It stands to reason that Song Qian is already 38 and her figure should have started to get out of shape.

But because she took good care of herself and was maintained by Meng Haoyang, her body was as convex as it should be, and it was not affected by age at all.

The skin is also snow-white and firm, looking like white jade.

"Aunt Song, you..."

Meng Haoyang glanced at the door and hesitated.

He just wanted to cook today, but she didn't look like she was here to learn how to cook.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s just a few dishes, and they’re ready quickly.

Song Qian didn't say anything, and just walked up to Meng Haoyang while swaying her water snake waist.

Then she pulled Meng Haoyang and turned around to face her. After hugging Meng Haoyang, she sat on the small stool next to her.

hiss--

Meng Haoyang gasped, and the eggplant he was holding suddenly fell into the warm water where he was going to defrost the chicken legs.

...

"Eiko, where should I put this?"

"I've been looking for a long time and still can't find a place."

Lin Miaomiao held a part and asked Qiao Yingzi with a blank look on her face.

The five of them divide the work, and each one is responsible for one place.

Everyone worked hard for a third of it, but she was still standing still.

It's not that she doesn't work hard, it's mainly that she has no interest in this thing at all.

Even if she holds the drawings, she will only feel bored after looking at them for a while.

However, in order to accompany Qiao Yingzi, Lin Miaomiao forced herself to play with a few people.

As soon as she got started, she was a Muggle.

Hold the parts and see which ones are the same.

"Miaomiao, you are so cute!"

Seeing the expression on Lin Miaomiao's face, Qiao Yingzi burst out laughing.

Since they had a secret together, Qiao Yingzi felt much closer to Lin Miaomiao.

She also figured out that she had heard Meng Haoyang's words in her heart.

Since you can't have it all to yourself, you have to find allies to keep other enemies out.

There are still several people peeking at Meng Haoyang, and they must be blocked.

Meng Haoyang has already identified Lin Miaomiao. She has no way to stop her, so she becomes an ally.

"Oh, it's so complicated!"

"You play, and I'll paint for you."

Lin Miaomiao looked at each other for a while, then gave up on her own initiative. She picked up the notebook and pen in Meng Haoyang's bedroom and smiled at a few people.

"Okay!"

"Miaomiao, remember to give me a pretty face!"

"Put a peach on Tao Zi's head, and let her play the flute."

"Ask for a fight."

"Hahaha...".

Chapter 232 The wonderful use of Wei Wu’s legacy

In the kitchen, Song Qian was looking at Meng Haoyang quietly.

She was unhurriedly cleaning the dishes for dinner in her hands.

It's still early today, so you can take your time and don't be in such a hurry.

Looking at Meng Haoyang who had already started cooking, Song Qian's beautiful eyes were filled with tenderness.

She never thought that she would be able to sit here for so long watching others cook.

And she was willing to pick vegetables for him.

She felt very sweet to be able to meet such a person in this life.

She felt that the dishes Meng Haoyang stir-fried today were particularly fragrant, making her feel hungry.

"Aunt Song, go take a bath!"

"I guess it will take a while before I can cook."

Meng Haoyang stir-fried the vegetables in the pot, looked back at Song Qian, smiled with big white teeth.

Today he was trying a new dish. Unexpectedly, it turned out well and he actually came up with an innovation.

However, the taste was a little worse and not so delicious, so Meng Haoyang dealt with it directly.

"Auntie, I've been sitting for a while, my feet are numb."

Song Qian moved her legs and said helplessly.

"Hey, let me help you!"

Meng Haoyang saw Song Qian's appearance. After putting the food in the pot onto the plate, he stepped forward and hugged Song Qian.

Song Qian didn't struggle and was very quiet in Meng Haoyang's arms.

Carrying Song Qian into the bathroom, Meng Haoyang put the water in, found clothes for her and left the bathroom.

After a while, Song Qian walked out lazily in her pajamas.

"Aunt Song, you see you have such good skin and such a great figure, why do you keep saying you are old?"

"With your little face, if you go out with me, people will definitely say you are my sister."

Meng Haoyang sat on the sofa and said with a smile.

"My aunt doesn't look old now. In a few years, when the wrinkles appear, she will really look like a yellow-faced woman."

Song Qian touched her face and sighed.

In fact, she had some doubts in her heart.

Before that happened to Meng Haoyang, some wrinkles had already appeared in the corners of her eyes.

But after several facial cleansers and in-depth understanding, she found that her skin became more and more hydrated, and all the wrinkles on her face disappeared. Even the areas that had been pulled down by gravity were restored to their youth.

She had some guesses about this.

But thinking that this is the 21st century, I gave up my thoughts all of a sudden.

That kind of magical thing cannot happen now no matter what.

"Aunt Song, don't worry~¨."

"As long as I'm here, you won't grow old."

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

[Host]: Meng Haoyang

【Age】: 19

[Physique]: 81 (gift growth reaches a maximum of 20)

[Charm]: 100 (the gift grows up to 95)

[Intelligence]: 89 (gift growth reaches a maximum of 20)

[Skills]: Dreaming (Master Level), Tai Chi (Master Level), Swimming (Master Level), Massage (Master Level), Computer Programming (Master Level), XX Eighteen Postures (Special Level)

[Talent]: Specialty, Wei Wu’s legacy, heroic appearance, master of marksmanship, love luck, person of divine punishment (paused)

[Unique]: Opposite sex attraction +30, skill +40, durability +40, luck +120, night fighting +200

[Daily Task]: Seriously answer the questions raised by your girlfriend. If your girlfriend is satisfied, you can get additional rewards.

[Legacy of Wei Wu]: The prime minister’s legacy, Dian Wei protects his body, how can he allow the other party to age (precious things can have an impact on women, allowing them to slowly return to their peak appearance)

Seeing the effect of Wei Wu's legacy in his talent, Meng Haoyang felt very proud.

Fortunately, I allowed this talent to grow in the first place, otherwise I would have missed this good talent!

Looking at Song Qian, Meng Haoyang raised his eyebrows at her playfully, making Song Qian blush and spit.

"You are the only one who knows how to lie to your aunt."

"Don't be naughty, go and cook."