"Who else could it be if it's not Miaomiao?" Aunt Song couldn't believe it.

"It's my friend." Song Mingzhe said as he walked out.

"Out of Miaomiao, what friends do you have?" Aunt Song despised.

"I can't have other friends!" Song Mingzhe gave her a blank look and went out.

Lately his mother stared at him like a prisoner.

Song Mingzhe saw Xiong Miao downstairs. She was wearing an off-white long dress, her straight black hair was tied into a ponytail, and she had a slender figure. Against the backdrop of the off-white tunic skirt, she looked playful like an elf.

However, she was pale and looked weak, as if a gust of wind was about to blow her away.

It hurts to watch.

Song Mingzhe walked up to her, and with a smile, she reached out and stroked his head.

Song Mingzhe was shrunk by her sudden movement, his heartbeat was chaotic, and he subconsciously turned his head sideways, avoiding her hand: "What are you doing?"

He said with shame.

"Look at your barren head shining in the sun, ready to touch it, is it as smooth as a mirror." Xiong Miao looked at his bald head once, and it was funny once.

Song Mingzhe shrugged and pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose: "How is it possible, I'm not a mirror!"

"Why don't you wear a hat when you go out?" Xiong Miao smiled.

"Why are you wearing a hat? It's so exciting to be naked against the scorching sun." Song Mingzhe returned to his normal state and said humorously.

"I really feel worthless for your hair, so you were ruthlessly abandoned by the master just to keep cool." Xiong Miao said.

Song Mingzhe: "..."

Do you really think I shaved my head just to be cool?

Did you think I wanted to shave my head?

Do you think I'm willing to part with my thick and black hair?

It's not the bald head that was forced to be shaved by the domineering and powerful Zhan Yeling.

Of course, Song Mingzhe didn't say such grievances and complaints in front of Xiong Miao.

He didn't intend to tell her that his bald head was given by the defeated Yeling.

In order to avoid another estrangement between Xiong Miao and Zhan Yeling.

Since he decided to bless her and Zhan Yeling, he would silently bless her, and naturally he would not cause conflicts between her and Zhan Yeling.

However, if Zhan Yeling wanted to bully Xiong Miao, he would be the first to stand up and protect Xiong Miao.

The two strolled in the garden downstairs of the community.

The sun is not very dazzling, and the slight wind blows, bringing some warmth on the skin, which is very comfortable.

"You want to ask about the progress of the renovation of the studio. Don't worry, the workers have already started work, and it can be rectified in a few days. After you leave the hospital, the studio can be opened." Before she could ask, Song Mingzhe reported first.

"Well, I know you have always been efficient." Xiong Miao was very sure of his ability.

He paused and struggled psychologically, but thinking of the moment, the situation was imminent.

Although it was difficult to speak, she still said it: "Song Mingzhe, I want to marry you!"

Song Mingzhe stopped abruptly!

For an instant, he felt white clouds floating above his head, hanging over him and showering rainbows on him.

His world is lit up!

Shocked, incredible, and ecstatic.

These feelings emanating from the depths of the heart swept through the whole heart, and then the reason returned.

Suppressing all these excited emotions, he became at a loss.

He asked in surprise and disbelief: "Meow, don't you have a fever?"

Otherwise, why start talking nonsense?

She is going to marry him, what are you kidding?

What about Zhan Yeling?

Where did she put Zhan Yeling?