Liang Qianqian slept well this night, and when she woke up, she was already three poles old. She sat up on the bed and stretched out beautifully. Yuan Rong, who had been waiting outside, heard the movement and hurriedly walked in and waited for her to wash and change her clothes.

As soon as she finished packing up and leaving the house, she saw Lianxin with a sad face, and a pile of resumes held in Lianxin's arms. The corners of her mouth twitched subconsciously, and she pointed to the pile of resumes to Lianxin, and said, "Put it in the study." Then, you tear off the notice you posted yesterday, and remember to tear it down in front of everyone. Believe it, go ahead. ”

The irrepressible joy on Lianxin's face, as well as the hands and feet that were even sharper than usual, really made Liang Qianqian stunned.

She sat down at the table, and Yuan Rong hurriedly took out the breakfast from the food box. While taking it back, he said: "The house can't be compared with the palace, so the girl can make do with it." ”

Liang Qianqian glanced down, the bird's nest porridge, chestnut noodles and nest heads on the table, as well as two small dishes that could not be named, did not say anything. just muttered in his heart, is this original owner still a picky eater? However, I'm not a picky eater.

A person's preferences are logically difficult to change, and when the personality changes, he can cover up the past by growing up and being sensible. But this preference has changed, how do you explain it? Let's just say that because of the injury, the body lacks nutrition, so suddenly I am not a picky eater, will it be too blunt? However, it has been nearly two months since she walked through, and no one seems to have noticed anything wrong with her diet. Is it because you are thinking too much? Forget it, if you come, you will be safe, and the soldiers will cover the water and the earth.

She drank a bowl of bird's nest porridge, ate two bites of side dishes, and put down her chopsticks. Sure enough, Yuan Rong didn't feel strange at all, and quickly removed the dishes and chopsticks, and made tea for Liang Qianqian and put it on the table.

Liang Qianqian glanced at Yuan Rong, who had been working with her head bored, and said, "What's wrong with you today?" So quiet? ”

Yuan Rong ignored her and continued to work.

Liang's shallow eyebrows moved subconsciously, she didn't ask again, but took a few sips of the teacup by herself. So she got up and went to her little study to look through the resumes of those maids.

This time, Chang Yuanrong couldn't hold it back, ran to the desk, pinched her waist with both hands, and said, "Can't the girl see it?" The slave and the maid are angry, because the girl will say that the slave and the maid are lacking in heart, and the slave and the maid are angry. ”

Liang Qianqian still lowered his head and flipped through those resumes, but just hummed.

Yuan Rong's fleshy little face wrinkled into a bun again. Her girl has gone bad, and her girl wasn't like that before. Her girl used to know that she was angry, so she would say: Don't be angry, add a chicken leg to you during the meal. Oops, doesn't her girl like her anymore?

Liang Qiansao hastily flipped through all the resumes, took out a few from them and put them aside, and threw the rest aside. As soon as she looked up, she saw Yuan Rong still wrinkling a bun face, standing there stunned. A little speechless, he said: "I said that you lack eyes because your every move proves that you lack eyes." If you don't want me to say it, then grow a heart and let me see. It's useless for you to be angry with me, because you can't grow eyes when you're angry. ”

Yuan Rong was stupid. Is this still her girl? Her girls are almost no longer her girls. However, her girl is still her girl. Oops, she's almost confused.