Entering her pink boudoir, Nangong Ao couldn't help but think of the room she lived in with him before. He never asked her what she liked then? It's that he buys her whatever he thinks is good?

Even the decoration of the room was to his own liking, thinking about his past self, he didn't seem to care what she thought?

Liang Muqing took out her pajamas, "You can wear my pajamas today, this is the only set that is more neutral." ”

Nangong Ao looked at it, fortunately, it was relatively lenient, otherwise, she was so small, and he was so tall, how could she wear it.

In fact, this is what Liang Mu wears when Liang Zixing is affectionate, of course, it is wide enough.

He twisted his eyebrows, "Can I do the same as before, without wearing anything?" ”

In fact, he still prefers to sleep barely, and he smiled evilly after speaking.

Liang Muqing glared at him, "My son is here tonight, you'd better not think about it." ”

Nangong Ao wrapped her in his arms, and his laughter became worse and worse.

"Little servant, you're getting worse and worse, deliberately not satisfying me."

He tugged at her little nose, as if the girl was getting more and more eccentric.

No, in the future, he has to let her have less contact with Mo Qingyan, otherwise he will become like that girl, and he will be completely helpless.

Liang Muqing pushed him to the bathroom, "Go take a shower, you haven't slept last night, you must be very tired." ”

Nangong Ao entered the bathroom, this bathroom was small, and he would accidentally hit his head or hit his foot after entering.

He touched his sore head and said to Liang Muqing outside, "Little servant, let's go to my house in the future." ”

The last time he slept in her bed, he felt soft and fragrant, but he wasn't very happy with the bathroom.

Liang Muqing cleaned up the house, took out another quilt and put it on the bed. Hearing his words, she pursed her lips and smiled.

"You're going to be right, the conditions here can't be compared to your home."

Nangong Ao came out after washing, Liang Muqing walked to the bathroom with his pajamas, and he said while wiping his hair.

"Do you want me to wash you?"

Liang Muqing hurriedly jumped into the bathroom and closed the door and asked him to wash it, she would go crazy.

She laughed and cursed, "Old pervert." ”

Liang Muqing deliberately washed very slowly, just hoping that he would fall asleep and go out again, she was afraid that he would be cranky again.

He knew her very well, he was very energetic, and he used to pester her several times every night, and she was very scared at that time.

And now although she is no longer resistant, he didn't sleep last night, afraid that he would be too tired and hurt his body.

She finished it slowly, and made a mask before leaving the bathroom, and saw that he was still sitting on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking?

"Haven't you slept yet?"

Liang Muqing was very surprised, what time was it, she had been grinding for at least more than an hour. I thought he had already slept deeply, but I didn't expect that he was still waiting for her.

Nangong Aocai withdrew his thoughts and looked at her, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, which made people feel distressed.

Liang Muqing climbed into bed and helped Liang Zixing tuck the quilt. Only then did he get into his quilt and lie down in his arms. Two large eyes are exposed, bent into a crescent shape.

"Is the bed uncomfortable?"

She knows how difficult it is for him to serve, he has been the eldest young master in the Nangong family since he was a child, and he is used to living a life of fine clothes and food, and he is very picky about everything.

Nangong Ao hugged her tightly, squinting his eyes.

"Actually, I haven't had a good life in the past five years, and I can't sleep at night."

Liang Muqing bit her lip and looked at him, her heart ached for a while, it turned out that he was not doing well at all. She could imagine how crazy he would be looking for her, and she was so desperate that she never wanted to think about him.

(End of chapter)