If you don’t cherish the love we wear quickly, why are you crying if you change your mind?

As soon as Jiang Miao left the study, System 009 made a suggestion.

[Host, why don't you use the 'dream creation' skill to create a few dreams for Liang Hongsheng? Maybe you can catch up on the progress of the strategy. He's in a hurry like this. ]

Jiang Miao said: "I want to challenge it."

According to her observation, Liang Hongsheng was not untouched at all.

……

After the Double Ninth Festival, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the food is getting cold faster.

Liang Hongsheng was tripped up by something unexpected, so he sent a message back, telling Jiang Miao not to wait for him to have dinner.

Jiang Miao didn't wait for him to have dinner, but she didn't go upstairs to rest. Instead, she took a shower and went downstairs to wait.

It was already ten o'clock at night when Liang Hongsheng came back. He originally thought Jiang Miao had gone to bed, but he didn't expect to open the door and go in to see that there was still a small dim lamp in the living room.

The girl was half lying on the sofa, her eyes closed and she seemed to be asleep.

Liang Hongsheng walked to the sofa and looked at her quietly, as if the coldness brought in from outside had dissipated a lot, and he even felt that his chest was faintly hot.

He tried to wake him up by saying, "Jiang Miao."

I yelled, but the person on the sofa didn't respond.

Liang Hongsheng pinched the center of his eyebrows. After a day of hard work, his voice was hoarse when he spoke. He bent slightly and pushed her shoulder, "Miaomiao?"

The girl did not open her eyes, but turned over, and the thin blanket covering her body fell to the ground, revealing her round and white shoulders.

It was late autumn, and she was still wearing a thin silk nightgown.

Liang Hongsheng did not pick up the thin blanket immediately, but unbuttoned his suit with both hands, took off his jacket and put it aside, unbuttoned the two collar buttons of his shirt, and then picked up the thin blanket and put it on her.

Jiang Miao actually woke up when he walked in, so when he picked herself up across the thin blanket, she subconsciously wanted to raise her arms and put her arms around his neck.

Although she didn't do this, Liang Hongsheng still noticed that she was awake.

When he saw her pretending to be asleep, he didn't want to tell her off. He just wanted to send her back to the guest room quickly.

If he stayed in the living room and got sick from the cold, the elders would not know how to blame him for not taking good care of his fiancée.

Jiang Miao had no intention of letting him go. She opened her eyes before he put himself down on the bed and covered the quilt with him and left.

What caught his eye was Liang Hongsheng's slender neck and collarbone exposed under his shirt. Normally, he would never act like this in front of her.

She suddenly laughed.

"Aren't you pretending to be asleep?" Liang Hongsheng asked her.

Jiang Miao choked, "I just woke up later. You were very busy. Have you had dinner?"

Seeing the way he didn't respond, you knew he wasn't eating properly.

"If you do this for a long time, you will get stomach problems sooner or later."

Liang Hongsheng rarely saw her looking serious, "It seems that you have learned your lessons well."

"Are you really having stomach trouble?" Jiang Miao sat up from the bed, "I'll go to the kitchen and put some noodles in your stomach."

Liang Hongsheng was indeed a little hungry, so he nodded, "Excuse me, I'll take a shower first."

"You're welcome." Jiang Miao put on her clothes and stood up. He had always been taking care of her. She was just cooking him some noodles tonight, so there was no need to worry about it.

She went to the kitchen and took a look. The ingredients were quite complete. However, it was late at night and she only cooked a bowl of noodles and blanched some green vegetables. Then she fried a soft-boiled egg and sprinkled it with chopped green onion. Then it was served. The smell was still good. Very fragrant.

Just as he was about to take it out, he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw Liang Hongsheng coming behind him.

He was really tall, and he gave her a feeling of oppression when he came over to serve noodles.

"Okay? I'll take it out myself, thanks."

"Don't say thank you, you won't give me the thank you gift I want." Jiang Miao sat opposite him and said with a smile: "Try my cooking skills."

Liang Hongsheng picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, "Not bad."

Seeing that he was speaking so seriously, Jiang Miao didn't feel tired at all, so she leaned on her elbows and watched him eat noodles.

"Why don't you go up and sleep first?" Liang Hongsheng looked over and looked at her.

Jiang Miao changed to sit in a lazy posture, "I slept on the sofa earlier, and I'm not so sleepy now."

Liang Hongsheng was sitting with two long legs. His posture didn't look like he was eating noodles. His aura was like he was in a meeting. But he must have been really hungry because he had finished a whole bowl of noodles.

He stood up and put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen. Jiang Miao saw him washing the dishes and came over, "Can you cook?"

Seeing him roll up his sleeves and wash the dishes now, he looked a little more smoky and approachable than when he was eating.

"Yes." As soon as Liang Hongsheng nodded, he felt a pair of hands coming from behind him, and a coarse cloth apron was tied around his waist.

Jiang Miao tied a delicate bow behind him and laughed louder, "Don't stain your clothes."

"And, I expect you to cook for me too."

Liang Hongsheng washed the dishes, washed and dried his hands, turned around and took off his coarse cloth apron, pinched his brows, "It may take a while, something happened in eastern Zhejiang, and I will be busy in the near future."

He doesn't do anything but talk about things when he wants to. Jiang Miao knows that this is his temperament, so she won't think anything of it.

"When did you learn to cook?" Logically speaking, a young man like him has no chance to cook at all.

"I learned to cook when I was studying abroad, but they were relatively simple dishes."

"It's hard to imagine that you can't get used to foreign food." Jiang Miao walked upstairs while chatting with him.

Liang Hongsheng sent her to the guest room, "Don't wait for me next time, go to bed early."

"Okay, please go back to your room quickly. It's quite cold at night." Jiang Miao waved to him and closed the door.

……

In the next few days, Jiang Miao really didn't wait for Liang Hongsheng anymore, and even Tongzi felt strange.

[Host, are you fishing for three days and drying nets for two days? Sending you such warmth, when will the target of the attack become enlightened? ]

Jiang Miao was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, twirling the phone cord with her fingers and returning a call to Yang Dongzhu.

"Little 9, it's time for your information database to be updated. This is called tightness, do you understand? I'm not a 'good wife and mother', so why do I wait for him to come home like Wangfushi every day? I'm sleeping on beauty sleep Isn’t it delicious?”

[I haven’t reached the optimization and upgrade stage of QAQ host system yet]

"Then go back and work hard to be an excellent and powerful leader. Goodbye."

As soon as she said goodbye to Tongzi, Yang Dongzhu answered the phone. Her voice was very excited, she must be playing.

"Xiao Miao, you finally answered my call, how do you feel?"

"What's going on?" Jiang Miao twisted the phone cord.

Yang Dongzhu sounded like someone who had come before, "You all live together, you guys! Where are you now?"

Jiang Miao really wanted to follow the radio wave and cover her big mouth, whispering: "Don't gossip, there is nothing."

"I don't believe it." Yang Dongzhu couldn't restrain his excitement, and his tone was full of curiosity, "Is it true that the eldest son of the Liang family is bad? It is said that he keeps a clean life. He has not had any scandals with any dancers in so many years, and he has no aunt at home. How can such a man still exist? How can he remain indifferent now that his fiancée is by his side? "

Jiang Miao thought for a while. She really couldn't tell whether Liang Hongsheng was okay. After all, she couldn't get close to him. "Miss Yang, please keep your voice down."

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