"Tianqing doesn't have any girlfriend, he's a million-year-old bachelor!" Mu Yunchen who came out of the restaurant heard Nan Jinling's words and said loudly.
"Yunchen, why don't you introduce him a girlfriend? I think Tianqing has a pretty good personality, and he must treat his girlfriend very well." Nan Jinling took Mu Yunchen's arm.
"Then you have to ask him if he is willing or not. Apart from his love of studying, he is a fan of all kinds of comics and mystery novels. He is a mystery fan like me. I haven't seen him bring up any other interests." Mu Yunchen said.
"Maybe Tianqing is shy?" Nan Jinling's eyes flashed.
"Maybe." Mu Yunchen turned to look at Zhao Miaomiao and asked, "Tianqing, do you have a girl you like? Would you like Xiaojin to introduce a girl to you?"
"I don't like it, no need." Zhao Miaomiao said coldly.
"Look," Mu Yunchen shrugged, "I knew he would refuse.
Except for those things, he can't hold any romance, love entanglements and other things in his mind. He lived like a monk. "
"Giggle" Nan Jinling was amused by his words, and smiled while covering his mouth.
The two were going on a date, so Zhao Miaomiao went back to the dormitory alone.
He stayed for a while, felt a little bored, and decided to go home.
The original owner's mother died of illness when she was a child, so she grew up with her father since she was a child.
Father Ji is a truck driver. He often transports goods outside to earn money to support his family. He is very busy on weekdays, so he doesn't have much time to care about his life.
The two of them rarely met each other. Every time the original owner came home, all he could see was the money on the table or Ji's father who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
Zhao Miaomiao opened the door with the key, and heard the familiar snoring sound. He walked in and pushed open the door of Father Ji's room.
Father Ji didn't even take off his clothes, just lay down on the quilt and fell asleep.
Zhao Miaomiao walked over lightly, helped Ji's father take off his shoes and socks, covered the quilt before closing the door.
He cleaned up the house first, then went out to buy some vegetables, and went home to cook.
These are the things the original owner has been doing since he was a child. Because there is no mother by his side, the original owner has been very independent since he was a child, and learned to do everything by himself.
He boiled a pot of chicken soup, and fried a plate of cucumber slices, boneless meat and a bowl of vegetables.
Father Ji was awakened by a pang of hunger in his sleep. He turned around and found himself covered tightly with a quilt.
Father Ji was stunned for a while, got out of bed and opened the door, saw his son bringing a pot of soup to the dining table, saw him come out, smiled and said, "Dad, it's time to eat."
"Ah, good." Father Ji stared at him blankly, then walked over and sat at the dining table.
A bowl of steaming rice was placed in front of him, and Zhao Miaomiao handed him the chopsticks.
Father Ji raised his eyes and glanced at his face, and smiled naively, "Have you cut your hair? You also took off your glasses, he's pretty handsome."
"Yes." Zhao Miaomiao nodded and picked some pieces of meat for him, "Dad, eat more."
"Hahaha, good." Father Ji took a bite of his meal and suddenly raised his head, "Is there any wine at home?"
"Yes, I'll get it for you." Zhao Miaomiao got up and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of beer, and went to the kitchen to get two glasses.
He put one cup in front of Ji's father and the other in front of himself, opened the beer cap, and said while pouring, "I'll drink with Dad."
"Hahaha, okay!" Father Ji said happily. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com