After wearing white and rich beauty, I lie down and win

Chapter 41 The heroine spares her life
"Hanging on the tree!" Jiang Shangqing shouted.

Mu Nanxi was helpless: "Forget it, go back to sleep."

"Wait, is it convenient for you now?" Jiang Shangqing yelled through the wall.

Mu Nanxi stopped in her tracks: "Why?"

"Come to my place." Jiang Shangqing said again through the wall.

Mu Nanxi thought about it for a while and there was nothing wrong, so he responded, "Okay."

After going out and pressing the doorbell, the electronic door opened after a while, Mu Nanxi went in, Jiang Shangqing was standing in the garden waiting for her, Mu Nanxi glanced at Jiang Shangqing: "Why? You want to kill me?"

After all, he said something bad about someone.

"Knowing that you dare to come alone, aren't you afraid that no one will collect the corpse?" Jiang Shangqing's voice was very gentle, and Mu Nanxi curled his lips. God really favors you, with a good figure, a good voice, a good family background, and a good appearance.

And the perfect loving family.

It's okay to share me even a little bit, so I won't be alone, living in a mountain and sea manor like a castle, with a desolate heart.

"I don't know who will clean up who. You can't beat me." Jiang Shangqing remembered Mu Nanxi's agility on the day of the sports meeting, and nodded unconsciously, as if he had two brushes.

"Why don't you practice? I'll give you a chance to vent your anger. You seem to have a lot of complaints about me." Jiang Shangqing looked at Mu Nanxi, and his expression didn't look like he was joking.

Mu Nanxi snorted, and shot quickly. Jiang Shangqing's reaction was not unpleasant, and he barely avoided Mu Nanxi's hand.

Mu Nanxi slapped three palms in a row, Jiang Shangqing cleverly dodged them, Mu Nanxi was slightly amazed, and originally only used [-]% of his strength to play around.

Now that Jiang Shangqing seems to be a practicing family, it is inevitable that he will have a heart to learn from each other.

Mu Nanxi, who got serious, startled Jiang Shangqing. He wanted her to feel better and stop crying all day long.

I never thought that I would be beaten and cried by Mu Nanxi.

"Stop, stop, female hero, spare me!" Jiang Shangqing called to stop, panting heavily while holding on to the long lamp, sweating all over his body and being blown by the cold wind, he was shocked.

Mu Nanxi was also sweating profusely, and his original depressed mood was mostly relieved, and he felt a little guilty looking at Jiang Shangqing.

"Sorry, I took my anger out on you. You are actually very good. You have saved me so many times. It is not an exaggeration to count it as a lifesaver." Mu Nanxi looked at Jiang Shangqing sincerely.

A kind stranger who helped her so much.

"Come in first, be careful of catching a cold." Jiang Shangqing walked in front, and Mu Nanxi followed.

As soon as Mu Nanxi entered the door, he was dazzled by these lights and couldn't open his eyes. Looking carefully, it seemed that the whole house was lit up: "You are wasting electricity, turn off a few."

It's not that she is nosy, so all the lights are turned on, and high-power lighting can easily cause short circuits and fires.

Especially the three-storey chandelier is simply a high-power machine.

"Don't!" Jiang Shangqing stopped, hesitant to speak.

Mu Nanxi searched for the taste: "Are you afraid of the dark?" Remembering that every time he saw his house, it was always brightly lit, even the guest room was lit up, it was just...

"Cough, how come, isn't it necessary to measure the wrist? Come quickly." Jiang Shangqing concealed himself and went up the stairs, followed by Mu Nanxi.

The third floor is Jiang Shangqing's studio, full of blueprints, building drawings and models, Mu Nanxi looked at it in surprise: "You are studying architectural design?"

Jiang Shangqing raised his eyes: "What? Is it embarrassing to add a teacher to me?"

"Architectural designers can't be called casually. Lin Huiyin, a talented woman, has been working as an architectural designer all her life. That is not a superficial gimmick, but a genuine talent at a fair price."

　Me: Five-star praise is okay, humble

　　
　
(End of this chapter)