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Liang Muqing picked up the small book, looked at him, and then looked down at his lower abdomen.

Later, when he was born, it would be legal, she squinted.

"Hmmm......"

The two who received the marriage certificate walked out of the hall and stood at the door, both looking up at the sky.

Today's sun was particularly warm, and the eyes of the two people who were stabbing couldn't open them.

Liang Muqing turned her eyes to look at him and found that his handsome face was sprinkled with sunlight. Her facial features became more and more three-dimensional and charming, and she looked at his face carefully, imagining what their children would look like.

Nangong Ao withdrew his gaze and took her into his arms.

"Little servant, there's something you have to do today."

Liang Muqing thought he would take her to a romantic dinner or to a place that made sense.

Unexpectedly, he actually took her home, went to her studio, and asked her to paint a portrait of him.

Liang Muqing couldn't help but laugh when she saw him take off his clothes and sit on the chair.

It's too much to ask her to draw fruit photos for him.

Nangong Ao saw that she had been watching, but she didn't start writing for a long time, so her deep eyes picked at her.

"Painting, don't you like to paint such portraits?"

He wanted her to remember every inch of his body, so that she couldn't forget it.

After tomorrow, she would definitely ignore him, so he would try to add color to her memory. Although he looks like this, it is indeed not his usual style.

But he let it go, for his own selfishness.

Liang Muqing's face was slightly red, "How can I like to paint such paintings?" You talk nonsense. ”

Wasn't it the last time he caught him at school? And then it became a handle in his hands.

Liang Muqing took out a piece of white yarn to cover his key parts, then sat down in front of the drawing board and whispered.

"That way it won't scare the baby."

After painting for several hours, Liang Muqing finished painting, looking at him in the painting, it looked very similar to him in reality.

Nangong Ao saw that she had stopped writing, so she stood up, walked behind her, and looked at her painting. Every place was well drawn, and he smiled wickedly.

"You know my size quite well."

Liang Muqing's face flushed, "Can you stop talking about this?" ”

With that, she got up and helped him get a bathrobe and put it on, "Don't catch a cold." ”

Nangong Ao looked at her with a smile while tying the belt, "Are you making excuses?" ”

deliberately didn't let him say his size, Liang Muqing's face became more and more red, and he hugged her by the waist.

"Huh?"

Liang Muqing couldn't stand being stared at by his eyes, so she squinted and replied to him.

"You always do this, the baby will hear it."

Nangong Ao's gaze moved down, looking at her lower abdomen, and she couldn't see it if she didn't look carefully.

He raised his hand and touched her lower abdomen, which was their child, but he couldn't protect him.

His gaze darkened a little, and he stopped teasing her.

"Waiter, are you hungry? Let's go down and eat. ”

His hand pulled away from her lower abdomen, and he turned away, sweeping away all the emotions he had just had.

Liang Muqing really felt hungry, so he took his big hand.

"Let's go, I'm hungry."

Now her appetite has grown, so she is always hungry.

The two went to the restaurant, Nangong Yi was already eating dinner, and she was a little surprised to see the two people who came in.

"Are you two at home?"

The house was quiet, and she thought they were out.

Liang Muqing smiled and said, "We are in the studio. ”

And Nangong Ao set his eyes on his sister, "My little servant and I got the certificate today, and you have to change your name to sister-in-law in the future." ”