Liang Muqing saw that he was angry, his eyelashes trembled with fear, and finally tears slipped down.

"I just want to go to military training, not to leave you."

She has escaped many times, but she was caught by him, and she knew that she couldn't escape from his palm, so she obediently let him bully.

Nangong Ao's expression was condensed and terrifying, "You are just my little servant, don't forget your identity, I can let you go to school, you have to learn to be content, don't mess with me." ”

His voice was loud, almost roaring.

Like a basin of cold water poured on Liang Qingqing's head, she suddenly seemed to be sober, she was just a servant, what was she not qualified to fight for?

Thinking of this, she raised her hand to cover her heart, it hurt, it hurts.

Seeing her painful expression, Nangong Ao's heart throbbed, put her on the bed, and then called the family doctor.

After a while, the doctor came and examined her. After taking the medicine, she fell asleep peacefully.

Nangong stood proudly beside the bed, his deep silhouette stained with a layer of haze. His eyes were full of distress, staring at her deeply.

"Young master, Miss Liang, she can't be stimulated anymore."

That heart is failing little by little, and time is running out. Obviously, the young master cares about Miss Liang very much, but every time he can make her angry, he really doesn't understand.

Nangong Ao asked, "How long does she have left?" ”

Why can't he find a matching heart? Watching her go on like this day by day, he was anxious, he was afraid.

So the temper is getting worse and worse, especially when facing her.

"It won't be more than three months."

His blue eyes darkened little by little, as if the whole world had turned black.

"You get out."

He just stood by her bedside all the time, looking at her little pale face, his expression shattering little by little. What is he going to do? How to keep her.

Nangong Ao raised his hand to cover his heart, the heart in it was obviously hers, but it became his.

And his broken heart was in her body, tormenting her constantly.

He leaned down and kissed her face pityingly.

Only at this time did she not resist, otherwise, every time he asked her, she would resist, as if he was a demon.

But the more she is like this, the more irritable she is, and the more she wants her to know that only he Nangong Ao is the man in her life, so after he asked her once, he became addicted.

Almost every night, he dominates her, and only in this way can he feel that he owns her.

Finally he lay down on the bed, took her into his arms, and hugged her very tightly.

Liang Muqing's thin eyebrows, which were still frowning, were gently stretched, as if the pain had been reduced a lot.

The next day, Mo Qingyan pulled the box out of the elevator, and saw Li Ting walking down the stairs slowly, his narrow eyes staring at her, she was a little nervous.

Thinking of the kiss between the two last night, she was so hot that she blushed, and she straightened her back and walked over.

"Morning!"

She smiled and said good morning to him, and Li Tingjie raised her hand to look at the time.

"Little smoke, come here."

He opened his hands like an emperor, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Mo Qingyan turned his head to look, and made sure that there was no one in the hall, so he hurriedly ran over and hugged him.

A disgruntled man said softly, "When can I sleep with you in my arms?" ”

After packing her luggage last night, she kicked her out of the room, so I didn't sleep well all night.

Mo Qingyan only felt a sweetness in his heart, this feeling should be love, right? She pursed her lips and smiled, patting him.

"Thundering, I said that this princess is difficult to chase."

Just then, the three children came downstairs, ice cubes covering Angela's mouth.

"Xiao Jue and Xiao Yan kissed secretly...... Hmmm......"