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Long Qianyu was angry when he heard this. "Do you want to make an appointment? I'm his fiancee."

He angrily walked to the car and opened the door. He saw a woman in Nangong Ao's arms, and the woman was still Liang MuQing.

She pointed to the man inside. "You, you're together?"

Nangong Ao's face was very dark and said coldly, "Miss long, it's impolite to stop someone's car. Don't you understand?"

Long Qianyu slammed the door heavily and said loudly.

"I must tell Grandpa long these things."

She knows that Nangong Ao's greatest fear is his grandfather, so he has grandpa long as his backer and can definitely win Liang MuQing.

And what is Liang MuQing? Dare to rob a man with her.

Some people rushed home, but Liang MuQing twisted her eyebrows.

"She... Seems angry,"

A little worry flashed across the doll like face, and then turned to look at him.

Nangong Ao seems like nothing happened? Let the driver drive and they went back to Nangong Ao's house.

After getting off the bus, Liang MuQing was unstable. She looked up at the house. It was beautiful outside, but she didn't like the style he liked?

There must be that very simple line, black-and-white and gray tone.

Nangong Ao saw that she was still standing there and looked up. He turned back and took her little hand.

"Go home."

The driver drove away, and there was no servant in the villa. When they went in, Liang MuQing found that it was not the color she imagined. The face is her favorite style, with white curtains, and the color of the sofa is red.

The color in the house is very warm and warm.

She felt that the young master had changed and was no longer such a cold and arrogant man in the past.

Nangong Ao held her in his arms and pointed to the decoration here.

"Servant, do you like our home? If not, I'll let someone design it according to your preference."

In fact, Nangong Ao knows what she likes. All his houses are decorated by Nangong Yi, because she knows servants and what she likes? What don't you like?

Liang MuQing sat in the red sofa, very soft, more warm than the leather.

"I like it."

At this point, she felt more dizzy, so she half leaned back on the sofa.

"I want to sleep for a while. I feel dizzy."

She finally knew the strength of the wine. Didn't she feel anything before? The more you get behind, the more uncomfortable it is.

Her small body shrunk into the sofa. Nangong Ao was distressed to see that she was still so poor.

He went over, picked her up and walked upstairs.

Their bedroom is as like as two peas in the past, and it is just like she feels at home.

Nangong Ao put her on the soft big bed and covered her with a quilt. She slept very heavily.

He sighed, "if you can't drink, you can learn from adults. It's hard to see if you wake up."

He said so, but his eyes were full of deep heartache.

He went to the study, took his business laptop and held a video conference.

When Liang MuQing woke up, the sun was setting, and Nangong Ao was working until he saw her sit up. He put down his work and got up and went to the big bed.

"Are you awake?"

Liang MuQing has a terrible headache. Her little face is wrinkled.

"So uncomfortable, my head hurts."

She whispered with a few tears. Nangong Ao poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

"Drink some water."