Attack of the Adorable Kid

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After entering the palace kitchen, Nanxun changed her clothes, hat, and face mask as required.

Only one pair of eyes was exposed.

When Ivan told her to stand still, she turned around and lowered her head, looking cautiously.

Ivan stood not far away, seeing a woman holding a plate of delicate snacks, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Nanxun was born as a broadcasting host and naturally changed her voice. She deliberately lowered her voice with a slight husky. "I'll go to Master Xiaokai and send the freshly made snacks."

"Downstairs immediately after the delivery, don't delay on it."

Nanxun nodded, turned and walked upstairs.

Ivan stared at the woman's slender and tall back for a while, wondering if it was his illusion. The back of the pastry chef looked a little familiar.

Nanzhao carried snacks to the second floor, and on the two sides of the hallway covered with luxurious vintage carpets, there were more than ten rooms, and the doors of each room were the same, complicated and luxurious.

Nanzhao didn't know where Xiao Kai lived.

She dared to open the doors of several rooms, all empty.

Nanxun went forward again.

Suddenly, a cold and solemn voice came from the corner of the staircase, "This is the third case of hostage shootings by gangsters within six months. Although there were no hostage casualties, the impact was extremely bad. Can you manage it for me? Metropolitan law and order, if not, let your brother come. "

"Let your brother take care of it!"

Moushan's voice.

Nanzhao looked around. Now she is riding a tiger. If she doesn't find a place to hide, she will definitely be found.

Putting her fingers on the doorknob of the door behind her, she twisted it slightly, the door was unscrewed, and she quickly backed away.

When she entered, she realized that it was a study ...

The voice of the man was approaching the door of the study.

Nanzhao looked around. The study was large, but there was almost no hiding place.

Seeing the magnificent rosewood desk, Nanxun had no time to think about it, and went in with the cake.

Almost as soon as she got in, the study door was pushed open.

Ye Fengjun's face was cold and cold, with a high-minded king on his body, he stretched his legs and walked towards the desk.

"You're a waste, you can't do anything ..."

Nanxun heard the sound of Ye Fengjun coming towards the desk, and his hair was all upright.

Those who dare to say that Mu Sihan is a waste, there are few people in this palace!

Must be the elder of Mu Sihan!

Wouldn't he ...

Nanxun's heart jumped into his throat instantly.

Fingers curled hard, cold sweat oozing from the palm.

She can't let him see her ...

how should I do it?

The thick, long eyelashes trembled, and she took a deep breath and made a meow ...

Originally, Musihan listened intently to Ye Fengjun's countless lessons, and suddenly heard a meow, the dark and deep black eyes suddenly froze.

He made a few strides, and Fengjun took a step the night before and sat on the black leather chair.

Ye Fengjun saw this, his face became even more ugly, "You really can't even match Ye Qing's little finger. When he was there, he could share a lot of things for me, how about you?"

Mu Sihan held his hands on the desk surface, slipped hard, and the leather chair moved closer to the desk.

The air around me suddenly became quite stubborn.

Ye Fengjun was disappointed in his heart when he saw what he said, no matter what he said.

"You have a little use besides marriage, it's a straw bag!"

Nanxun listened to Yeah's roaring sound, and his mind was mixed.

Although Mu Sihan became the four princes, did his father treat him privately?

A man who is so strong, this is simply stepping on his feet and pride!

Nanxun raised his eyes and narrowed, carefully gazing at the man sitting on the leather chair.

He was too tall and the space under the table was limited. She couldn't see his face at all ...

When can the roarer outside leave?

No matter what Ye Fengjun said, Mu Sihan didn't bother to say a word, his attention was on the woman wrapped tightly under the table.

Although wearing the mask and hat of the pastry chef, he could tell who it was at a glance.

Ye Fengjun saw that Mu Sihan didn't speak, and then realized that he had been standing, but Mu Sihan had been sitting.

"You, get me up."

Mu Sihan raised his eyes and looked at Ye Fengjun lazily, wearing dark gray slippers, and nodded a woman's shoulder under the table. "Father, I'm teasing a cat." He smiled, "Kitten, come and meow."

Nan Yan's face turned red, and she reached out and patted Mus Sihan's feet hard.

Mu Sihan hissed with a frown, and the smile on his lips deepened. "The cat is angry and bites."

Ye Fengjun didn't like Mu Sihan's appearance. "What cat does a big man have?"

"Oh, the Persian cat the Queen gave to Waner last time."

Ye Fengjun snorted, shook his hands, and was too lazy to talk again, and left the study.

After Ye Fengjun left, the study-like silence was restored.

Nanxuan bit her lower lip and opened her scalp stiffly. "Mr. Mu, can you raise your expensive leg and let me go out?"

The man sitting on the leather chair did not seem to hear her, instead of raising his expensive legs, he moved closer to her.

He took a cigar and a small airbrush from the desk wooden box and lit the fire. He squinted his eyes and looked at the woman under the desk. "Miss Nan, you are quite capable, but you can mix in the palace and drill my desk. below."

From his point of view, she could see her blinking eyelashes, thick and slender, like two little fan, each one seemed to be able to move people's hearts.

His face suddenly became gloomy.

Nanxun wanted to explain to him.

Seeing him ... the heat that finally faded from her face re-emerged.

She thought that her clothes were unbuttoned or unfit for a while, and she lowered her head quickly, only to find that she was wrapped tightly, and her delicate eyebrows could not help wrinkling.

She didn't do anything, how could he ...

Or is he looking at some pictures on the desk?

Mu Sihan spit out two smokes, and in the turquoise blue and white smoke, he saw the woman's lips slightly surprised, and his body tightened instantly.