Zhen Shan shook her head and walked into the small building. The lights were brightly lit, but there was no trace of anyone. However, her steps suddenly stopped and her eyes fell on the place next to the window.

There is a table cushion, and a small stove next to it is boiling water. There is dessert tea on the table. The fragrance of tea is swaying and white mist is filled with white mist, as if the tea has just been cooked, waiting for the guests to come and drink tea and enjoy the moonlight.

Zhen Shan was silent for a while before walking over. When she arrived at the table, she found that there was a note on it, and she bent down to pick it up.

"Are you tired? Take a rest for a while, it's safe here, but I can't believe it with you, I feel regretful."

The signature is the word "year".

Zhen Shan's eyes shook under the lights. She slowly folded the notes, knelt on the cushion, picked up the tea and took a few sips. She was indeed thirsty and hungry.

As for why she was so confident in drinking the food here, Zhen Shan felt a little unaware of how to express it. He probably felt that Mr. Nian really had evil intentions towards her and did not need to tamper with the food at all.

After drinking tea and enjoying the night for a while, Zhen Shan stood up and walked around. Nothing was found on the first floor. She went up the corridor and walked to the second floor.

The second floor room is a bedroom and study, and a flower room with many flowers and plants, some of which are expensive and some ordinary, which is more vibrant.

Zhen Shan stood in front of a pot of roses. She reached out and touched the green leaves. The crystal water droplets on it rolled, and the corners of her lips were unconsciously curled. Mr. Nian's life was very elegant and quiet.

She thought of the luxurious style of the West Courtyard, but it didn't match it.

There were no other clues in the flower room except flowers and plants. Zhen Shan walked out, stood in front of the study door, silent for a while, murmured "I'm rude" before pushing the door and entering.

However, when Zhen Shan walked to the desk, she was stunned again, pressing a painting on it with a woman in a gray military uniform and a slender jade finger holding a lotus flower. The flowers were beautiful and the people were more beautiful than flowers.

Zhen Shan looked at his portrait for a long time and took the note next to him.

"Will you be angry if you don't have your consent to paint you?"

Zhen Shan pursed her lips and replied softly, "No."

Mainly, it is very beautiful!

This alone, she won't care.

Bang, a book fell from the shelf. Zhen Shan looked up and put down the note to look over. The three words on the cover of the book on the ground were reflected in her eyes. The breeze gently stroked her cheeks, gentle and cheerful, as if her answer just now made someone very happy.

Then when I was happy, I took the initiative to send her a clue?

Zhen Shan twitched his red lips slightly. Do he remember that they were still betting? Or is he so confident that he would not be able to find him?

She shook her head helplessly, walked over to pick up the book on the ground, looked at the three words "The Legend of the Mist Girl" on the cover, her eyes were slightly darker, and she walked to the desk and opened it.

...

Apart from that book, there was no more information about solving the puzzle of the villa in the study. Zhen Shan pushed open the bedroom door. Not long after, she came out, her cheeks were flushed and her lips were tightly pursed. I don’t know if it was annoyance or shame.

She wanted to scold the man who hanged his bathing photos all over the screen, but there seemed to be no reason to scold him. After all, this is his bedroom, and he can do whatever he wants, but Zhen Shan always felt that someone did it on purpose.

And who is so narcissistic and admires his nude body every day?

I thought he was simple, but I didn't expect that he was a bad wolf!

The breeze was gentle, and a painting was rolled up from the screen, flew out of the bedroom, and delivered to Zhen Shan, as if saying: I gave it to you as a souvenir.

Zhen Shan rubbed his hands between his eyebrows and stopped, and took the painting in anger, "Don't go too far!"

The wind is quiet, and the surroundings are quiet and a little nervous, as if wondering why she is angry? Don’t humans like to meet honestly the most? He hangs up and draws himself just to express his sincerity!

Did he do something wrong?

How could Zhen Shan know a gentleman’s strange idea? Is it so "happy" to meet honestly? Is this sure this is not a hooligan?

A breeze surrounds Zhen Shan's fingers and circles carefully, as if the child who did something wrong was asking for forgiveness from the adults.

Zhen Shan was frozen, feeling that he could not argue with Mr. Nian, who didn't understand the world, but his voice was still cold, "Next time you do this, I will burn your building."

After a moment, her tone slowed down, with a hint of helplessness, "There is a difference between men and women, and some behaviors are not suitable."

But it seems that it is not enough to put the realistic interpersonal rules here. For example, in reality, it is very impolite to just enter his study and bedroom, and as an intelligence officer, she doesn't have so many taboos.

only……

Zhen Shan felt like she was so confused that she was still double-standard!

The reason is that she didn't know how to define her relationship with Mr. Nian. She was a bit ruthless when talking about strangers, and she was a little ruthless when talking about friends, and her position seemed to be opposite... But he had never hurt her before, and he helped her a lot.

Brain is wide and painful!

The breeze circled her fingers, not sure whether it was agreeing to her or something else.

Zhen Shan didn't dare to worry about this problem anymore, so he left the bedroom and walked towards the small pavilions on both sides.
Chapter completed!