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Chapter 1222

Then he quietly walked into the bathroom with his fur slippers, and after washing up, he went out with his slippers, and then put his shoes on.

Bring it gently to the door and come down happily.

The housekeeper was directing the servant to wipe the handrail of the stairs. When he saw Liang Muqing's footsteps coming down briskly, he immediately showed a loving smile.

"Miss Liang, did you get up so early?"

"Yes." Liang Muqing was in a good mood, and her raised mouth never bent down. "Uncle Fu, what time did Qian Yang come back last night?"

"More than a little."

"So late."

"Yes, the eldest young master said that there was a big project recently. He came back after finishing his work and had a midnight snack."

"oh."

Liang Muqing bit her lower lip slightly, feeling a little annoyed. She thought that she thought Qian Yang would not come back before going to bed last night, so she asked the housekeeper to pour out all the dinner she had worked so hard to make, and she regretted it.

If I had known this, I would have waited a little longer, so that Qian Yang would be able to eat the meal she made with her own hands!

Seeing the loss on her face, Uncle Fu smiled and said, "The eldest young master said that the pasta made by Miss Liang is delicious."

Liang Muqing was stunned, then her eyes lit up suddenly, "What did he eat the supper I made for him?"

"Yes, the eldest young master came back after eating at the company. I heard that it was made by Miss Liang himself, so I went to have a late-night snack, but I only ate pasta, so I couldn't eat the others."

Uncle Fu kindly concealed Qian Yang's case that he asked him to pour out all the dinner.

Since Liang Muqing moved here, she has never laughed. Today is the happiest time she smiled.

He is an old man from the Qian family. He saw Qian Yang grow up and treated Qian Yang as half of his son.

If Qian Yang and Liang Muqing can have a harmonious relationship, he will be happier than anyone else.

Liang Muqing's heart was about to float up. She felt boring before going to bed last night. Now she just wanted to say loudly that I can!

She doesn't need Qian Yang to love her now, as long as he can respond one point, and she will work hard for the remaining ninety-nine points!

"Then... I'll make him breakfast." Liang Muqing said with a smile.

His face was full of eyebrows, and he was like he was alive.

Uncle Fu glanced at her hand, "Miss Liang, the wound on your hand..."

"It's okay, a little injury!"

She was happy to think that she could prepare a love breakfast for Qian Yang with her own hands. Are these injuries on her hands? It is clearly her love for Qian Yang!

He jumped downstairs, and his voice was afraid that Qian Yang would disturb him from the upstairs, so she took such a light step.

He looked back at the maid who was wiping the stairs, "You guys say it's low, don't disturb Qian Yang until he sleeps."

With the experience of cooking last night, Liang Muqing was not so busy when making breakfast. At least she knew that oil needed to be added before frying the egg.

When the tenth egg was frying, there was finally one that looked barely OK.

The easiest breakfast was made for two full hours.

Qian Yang was busy for several days and finally finished the project last night. He slept until 9:30 this morning.

When he woke up, the room was a little dim. He took his cell phone and looked at the time, frowned slightly.

Only then did I find that the curtains in the room were pulled up, blocking the strong sunlight outside.

He remembered that the curtains were not pulled up before going to bed last night.

I took a look at the empty position next to me, and my eyes were darker. Did she pull it up specifically?

I got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled open the heavy curtains, and the morning sun shone in, making the room bright.

The morning wind was very comfortable, Qian Yang walked to the balcony and breathed in fresh air.

The balcony was aimed at the garden below. He looked down and saw Liang Muqing squatting in the garden, holding a small shovel in one hand and a flower seedling in the other, planting flowers.

Today she was wearing a white lace long dress, her long hair was scattered, and she looked like a little angel in the colorful garden.
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