Liang Muqing saw Liang Zi's movement and was afraid of waking her up, so she pulled Nangong Ao out of his room and went to her room.

Nangong Ao looked at her bedroom, he copied the past and there was one thing missing, that is, Liang Muqing's workshop, the few times he came, she didn't make clothes, so he didn't find out.

At this time, I saw a mannequin in the position by the window, the clothes on which were not finished, only half-finished, and the table was messy with broken fabrics and her manuscripts.

Nangong Ao was just about to pick up those manuscripts, but Liang Muqing hurriedly came over and snatched them, put them in a drawer, and locked them.

"You'd better stop looking."

She didn't have much confidence now, she was afraid that he would read the joke, and he would be so picky, so it was better not to let him see it.

Nangong Ao twisted his eyebrows, "You are very talented. ”

When Liang Muqing straightened up, she was slightly startled.

"You see?"

Nangong Ao sat on the sofa, his legs elegantly folded together, and his blue eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.

"I don't have to look at it, I know."

She has always grown up by his side before, he sees everything about her, he cares about everything about her like an adopted daughter, and wants to train her to be the person she wants to be.

Liang Muqing sat beside him, her big eyes like black grapes flickering.

"Heh, I hope you're right."

But she didn't even find a job, and she began to wonder if she had the talent, and the recent events were one after another, and she didn't have time to look for a job.

Nangong Ao reached out and touched her milk-like skin, his thumb rubbing her pink lips.

"Come to Nangong Department Store, I'll give you the platform you want."

As long as she comes, what kind of clothes does she want to make? He would praise her.

Liang Muqing shook her head, "I only do Nangong as Mrs. Nangong, but I want to find a job myself." ”

She wants to do what she likes with her own strength, although she was a little pitiful when she was young, but after meeting Nangong Ao, she was always held in the palm of her hand by him.

She hadn't experienced any turmoil, he had arranged everything for her, and sometimes she felt that her life was fine.

Met him and got his shelter.

Nangong Ao glanced at the time, "It's time for me to go." ”

Liang Muqing twisted her eyebrows, "Wait a minute, I'll ask my dad, if we can't go downstairs." ”

Seeing her nervous little appearance, Nangong Ao couldn't help but hook her lips, and her big hands with distinct knots were intertwined.

"Okay, you ask."

He still likes her to be so well-behaved, thinking of the previous servant, obedient and timid. And now she is a spoiled child, with her own thoughts and ideas.

Although he likes her who was so well-behaved in the past, he wants her to be true to himself and no longer suppressed.

Liang Muqing called Liang Lei and whispered, "Dad, can we go downstairs?" ”

When Liang Lei heard his daughter's words, a smile appeared on his face, she was really a caring little padded jacket.

"Come down."

Hearing her father's pardon, she hung up the phone with a smile, and then raised her eyebrows at Nangong Ao.

"Let's go."

What did Nangong Ao suddenly think?

"Don't your parents let you see your relatives at home?"

Otherwise, why didn't Dad let them go downstairs? Is it because of him?

Liang Muqing thought for a while, "I don't know, alas, maybe my relatives know what I lost, and my parents are afraid that they will ask me about the past, so that I will think of those terrible pictures again, and I feel sorry for me." ”

(End of chapter)