After I traveled through the book, I became the Prime Minister's favorite

Chapter 168 Take Mianmian Home

Song Mianmian:? ? ?

Is that what goes astray is used for? !

She understood every word Qi Yuyao said, but the combination made her stunned. She raised her hand to stop her, "Didn't you just sleep late?"

She raised her hand and tapped Qi Yuyao's forehead, "Wait for me to clean up, come with me to order something."

"Okay." Qi Yuyao nodded and followed in, "What are you ordering?"

Then she just watched Song Mianmian enter Xie Yuan's room...

"You two live together?" Qi Yuyao's eyes widened.

Song Mianmian: "No, I'm temporarily living in his room, and the bed in my room collapsed."

Qi Yuyao's jaw dropped in shock, "The bed has collapsed?!"

Smell, unheard of.

There was nothing wrong with her words, but Qi Yuyao always felt that Qi Yuyao's expression and eyes were wrong.

Song Mianmian was speechless, what was Qi Yuyao, a young girl, thinking about all day long?
She was heartbroken, the flower of the motherland is a little yellow flower.

"Don't think about it, I live in A Yuan's room, and A Yuan lives in the study."

Qi Yuyao let out a long breath, and quickly raised doubts, "Why doesn't Sister Mianmian live in the study?"

Song Mianmian: ...

She always felt that the answer was not a good answer.

"I'm going to change clothes."

She closed the door ruthlessly, and Qi Yuyao outside the door raised her hand and touched her nose, but there was no disappointment on her face.

Song Mianmian changed into a maple leaf red dress, which is a very eye-catching color in this bleak autumn.

The two found a carpenter, and Song Mianmian ordered a large bed, and also ordered the desk and bookshelves needed for the study.

But it will take about ten days to deliver at the fastest.

Song Mianmian's head ached at the thought of staying in Xie Yuan's room for such a long time. After thinking about it, she simply added another bed.

Change a bed for Xie Yuan too, insurance.

Then the two went to look at the shop under Song Mianmian's plate. The previous shop was in the food business, so there was nothing to redecorate.

Now that they were all out, Song Mianmian bought some tools and ingredients, etc. As for what to do, she already had a form in mind.

She bought a lot of ingredients and went to the store, Qi Yuyao said: "Come, I'll cook something delicious for you."

The word "delicious" was like a switch, Qi Yuyao's eyes lit up instantly, and the tired eyes regained their vitality, "Okay, okay."

The last time I said to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, I didn't make it, so I decided to make it together today. In addition, Song Mianmian also made glutinous rice cake with red dates.

She made it in the store, and the sweet and sweet smell spread quickly, and Qi Yuyao felt that her saliva was about to drop.

She sucked on the non-existent halazi, and looked anxiously at Song Mianmian's homemade small oven, "Sister Mianmian, how long will it take?"

She wasn't the only one who was attracted, after all, it was on the side of the street, and there was not a lot of traffic.

The sweet smell soon attracted many children, and those who were playing on the street soon gathered in front of Song Mianmian's store, looking inside eagerly.

"OK OK."

Song Mianmian didn't keep Qi Yuyao waiting.

Quickly turned on the small oven, "Okay!"

The sweet scent that seemed to be absent was transmitted instantly, making the people who were already hooked by this scent even more itchy.

Goo-dong, goo-dong.

The sound of swallowing saliva came from the door of the store.

Song Mianmian was not stingy, took out a copy to Qi Yuyao, and then waved to the children, "Sister, I want to ask you to do me a favor, can I?"

She looked at a group of children who came over, "My sister's shop will open in a few days, you can do me a favor, and these snacks will be used as a reward, how about it?"

These kids are like free publicity templates.

The eyes of the children lit up, and they all agreed.

One of them took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and quickly scattered away.

Qi Yuyao ate to her heart's content, so she didn't bother to pay attention to these things. She ate a whole piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake before saying, "Sister Mianmian is so kind."

She only thinks Song Mianmian does good deeds.

Song Mianmian smiled, "Maybe I took advantage."

She started preparing glutinous rice cakes with red dates again, but after a while, a child ran in crying, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"What's wrong?" Song Mianmian put down the movements of her hands, squatted down and talked to him, "Did something happen?"

"Someone snatched my sweet-scented osmanthus cake, wow!" The little guy cried loudly when he said that he was sad.

"Is it the kid with you? It doesn't matter, sister will give you another piece, but don't be robbed."

"No, it's not." Hearing that there was more, the little guy restrained his crying, "It's a bad man in black."

Song Mianmian:? ? ?

In public, someone actually did such a thing.

Song Mianmian felt incredible, but still gave the little guy a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and then watched him leave the shop with a skip.

Just now she was crying so loudly, now she is smiling brightly.

Qi Yuyao clicked her tongue, "Sister Mianmian, I didn't expect you to have a way of taking care of children."

"Forget it?" Song Mianmian asked casually, and continued to make her pastries.

Song Mianmian didn't make many jujube and glutinous rice cakes, and those children didn't come again. Qi Yuyao was full after eating two pieces.

She sat on the chair and rubbed her chubby belly, "Sister Mianmian, you have to be responsible to me."

Song Mianmian lazily raised her eyes to look at her.

Qi Yuyao complained, "It's all because your cooking is so delicious, that's why I ate so much."

People are making dim sum, and the pot comes from the sky.

Song Mianmian called him a good guy.

Even she was speechless for a moment.

"Well, okay." She said perfunctorily, and then looked at the boring Qi Yuyao, "Go back first if you are tired, and I will go back as soon as I finish cleaning here."

Qi Yuyao was a little worried, "I'd better stay with Sister Mianmian."

Song Mianmian stopped and looked up at her, "Your parents really asked you to come to Yingcheng to play?"

That is naturally impossible.

If there is no other task, how could Qi Yuyao be allowed to come to Ying City?She stuck out her tongue and said uncomfortably, "Sister Mianmian, then, I'll go first."

Song Mianmian sent her away, and got busy again.

She glanced at the sky, it was still early, so she simply made another flower cake, immersed in the world of cooking, time seemed to go by extraordinarily fast.

After Song Mianmian's flower cake was finished, she suddenly realized that the world seemed to have turned dark.

It's getting dark.

She rubbed her tired eyes, wondering if Xie Yuan had returned.

Just as this thought flashed across his mind, he heard footsteps coming from the door of the shop.

She instantly became alert.

But in less than three seconds, she relaxed, and asked in surprise to the person who walked in slowly, holding on to a lamp in the darkness: "A Yuan, why are you here?"

Xie Yuan looked at her with crooked eyebrows, and he had already walked up to her, "Take Mianmian home."

　Thank you (Ping,) for your reward.

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　　Also, happy new year to all my babes.

　　All the best, happiness and peace in the new year.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)