Liang Muqing still didn't believe that he could cook, but Nangong Ao was full of confidence, he wanted to let the servant who underestimated him see that he Nangong Ao could do anything.

Nangong Ao entered the kitchen and put on an apron that didn't fit well.

Liang Muqing followed behind him, "Otherwise, I'll do it." ”

She used to make it, and although she was soft after drinking today, it was still okay to cook a meal.

Nangong Ao pushed her out of the kitchen, "You go upstairs to take a hot shower, the smell of wine on your body is too stinky." ”

Liang Muqing turned her head and sniffed on her body, but there was a smell that did not belong to her, maybe it was mixed with other people's smells in such a noisy place today.

She tapped her head, "Okay, I'm going to take a shower, can I wear your clothes?" ”

There were no clothes for her, so she had to wear his, and he had a habit of cleanliness, so I was afraid that he wouldn't want to, so I asked first.

Nangong smiled proudly, "There are your clothes in the cloakroom, you can pick them out yourself, and there are also pajamas, which you liked in the past, you go up and take a look." ”

Liang Muqing was flustered, here he also prepared clothes for her? And said that she liked it in the past, and he remembered it.

Someone's nose was sour, his eyes blinked, and he exited the kitchen and went upstairs.

Nangong Ao started cooking, and it was a dish that the servant liked, in the five years that she left, in addition to looking for her, he also learned to cook, and he would do the dishes she liked.

And often he eats alone, but without her, he is always like chewing wax.

She was by her side today, and he felt that it would taste very good.

Liang Muqing went upstairs, entered the cloakroom, and saw that half of the closet was full of her clothes, all of which were Aoqing's brands, and she reached out and stroked the rows of clothes.

suddenly remembered what her roommates said, Aoqing's clothes are very good every year, but they don't take out, and she has never been to Aoqing to buy clothes. So it's all wasted, she laughed.

"Nangong Ao, you are such a waste."

She picked up a set of pajamas and went into the bathroom, and even the toiletries inside were from the brands she used to like.

Liang Muqing sighed softly, and when she walked into his home, she would think too much of the past.

She suddenly realized that the man was really good to her, so good that she didn't even know him. In particular, people who know his temper in the past will be doubly moved when they see his changes and intentions.

She put the water and lay down in the big bathtub, the hot water soaked her body, and all the fatigue disappeared.

Liang Muqing raised her hand to blow bubbles, she was in a good mood. She doesn't think about anything else, she goes once according to her heart.

She doesn't want to be submissive anymore, the young master is so good to her, she can't let him down anymore, so she has to work hard with him and work hard to be together, and she also has to work hard to let her son have a complete home.

Nangong Ao is also methodical when cooking, the rice is water in proportion, the dishes are cut to the same size, and the things used in the kitchen will be washed and returned to their original places.

It can be seen that he has obsessive-compulsive disorder and is a very strict person.

Just as he was about to stir-fry, the doorbell rang. He frowned slightly, there would be no outsiders here, how could anyone ring the doorbell?

He put down his tools, strode out of the kitchen, and then walked to the door, and the moment he opened the door, a fashionably dressed old lady stood outside.

"Ao'er, grandma is here to accompany you."

(End of chapter)