As soon as Yu Qiqi finished his breakfast, the doorbell rang.

Hearing the sound of the doorbell, Lao Han instinctively went to the door.

"Uncle Han, wait, I'll open the door!"

"Good!"

Old Han turned his toes and went to do his own work.

Yu Qiqi took out a tissue and wiped his mouth at will. He got up and went to open the door.

Sure enough, it was Wang Miaomiao standing outside the door.

Wang Miaomiao has long hair, a shawl, a light make-up on his face and a long white dress. He looks gentle and intellectual.

She was carrying a cotton sack on her left shoulder. She looked very artistic.

Yu Qiqi gives her a meaningful look. It's just an assignment. Is it necessary to dress up like this?

In particular, this is not Wang Miaomiao's usual style at all.

Jiang Shuyan also likes to wear long skirts, long black hair shawls, carved in the bones of the gentle let her look like a goddess of art atmosphere is very strong.

But Wang Miaomiao, she only saw the hypocrisy.

Besides, doesn't she know that temperament can't be pretended?

Abdominal Fei belongs to abdominal Fei, but Yu Qiqi greets her politely.

Wang Miaomiao walked into the house and looked at the villa, which is full of warmth everywhere. There are all kinds of fresh and elegant flowers everywhere. The refreshing fragrance makes people feel better involuntarily.

Wang Miaomiao asked, "is this your home?"

Yu Qiqi hesitated and nodded, "yes!"

Xi Muhan said that this is their marriage house, and her name is also on the house property certificate, so this is also her home.

"Then..."

Without giving Wang Miaomiao another chance to ask, Yu Qiqi interrupted her, "let's go upstairs and do our homework!"

Wang Miaomiao nodded reluctantly.

She wanted to walk around the villa, but Yu Qiqi didn't give her the chance.

Looking at Yu Qiqi's back, a trace of malice flashed in her eyes.

Instead of taking Wang Miaomiao to her bedroom, Yu Qiqi took her to the study that Xi Muhan had reserved for her.

Yu Qiqi has never used this study, because she wants to stay with Xi Muhan, so she always uses Xi Muhan's study.

Yu Qiqi glanced at the open desk and said, "you write first. I'll go downstairs and squeeze two glasses of juice. By the way, I'll take my exercise book."

"Good." Wang Miaomiao can't get it.

As soon as Yu Qiqi left, Wang Miaomiao left his study.

She did not expect that as soon as she went out, she ran into a man by chance.

Wang Miaomiao was stunned for a few seconds. When she saw the man's face clearly, a surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Xi Muhan?"

Xi Muhan frowned.

He didn't expect that Wang Miaomiao would be the classmate called by the little girl to do her homework at home.

If he had known it was Wang Miaomiao, he would not have let her in.

Xi Mu Han pursed tight thin lip, between eyebrows and eyes is impatient, "what's up?"

Wang Miaomiao automatically ignored Xi Muhan's impatience, surprised and cheered like a little girl, "how can you be here?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Wang Miaomiao's smile froze. "I'm just asking."

Xi Muhan's eyes were indifferent, "I have no obligation to answer you."

"We are classmates."

Wang Miaomiao murmured. She thought that even though she was not familiar with Xi Muhan, she would at least be gentle with her because they had been deskmates and classmates.

Xi Muhan is too lazy to entangle with her.

Classmates?

Oh!