—The Meng family in Beijing—

It was already evening, and the clouds were darkened by the setting sun, and the twilight was gradually blurring.

The man, dressed in black, entered slowly.

The halo penetrated the clouds and fell on him in a sprinkling manner, and Qingjun's facial features became more and more gentle, dyed with a bit of lazy rhyme.

"Ninth Master, you're here."

The housekeeper, who was sorting out the weeds in the yard garden, saw Li Shen, stood up, and greeted him with a smile.

"Uncle Yang, where is Yannan?" Li Shen bowed his head slightly and asked in a low voice.

"The second master is in the study, you can just go over directly."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The butler watched him enter the door, and then continued to weed with a small shovel, humming a little tune, diligently.

Li Shen walked to the upstairs study with a familiar car, knocked on the door twice politely, and then pushed it open directly and stepped in.

The man standing in front of the window, dressed in white and black pants, with a clear water chestnut face, was as cold as a carving.

Hearing the noise, he turned to look back.

A pair of black eyes, flowing with a chilling glow, seeing Li Shen, that glow directly turned into displeasure.

"You're not welcome."

He walked to the desk and sat down, clasped his hands together, propped himself on the table, and looked at Li Shen's eyes, quite thoughtful.

Ignoring his gaze, the gentry sat down on the chair across from him and went straight to the subject.

"What do I want?"

Hearing this, Meng Yannan snorted lightly, he reached out and pulled open the drawer on the side of the desk, took out a delicate box from it, and pushed it in front of Li Shen.

"I don't have anything to do in the Three Treasures Palace, and now I'm a little girl, I sent me WeChat for a week, and I came to find me in person, just for this bracelet."

Li Shen ignored him, immediately opened the box, pinched the bracelet with his fingertips, and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully.

Meng Yannan smiled when he looked serious, "You won't, no one has touched it since you got it, and you won't break it." ”

Li Shen put the bracelet in the box and put it away, then put it in the coat pocket, and then looked up at him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I heard you were targeted some time ago?"

Meng Yannan's eyebrows flickered, and a beautiful figure appeared in his mind, and he looked away a little unnaturally.

Li Shen immediately caught his strange appearance, and raised his eyebrows, "My old man told me that you were haunted by ghosts." ”

“……”

Seeing that his face sank, Li Shen chuckled lightly, his expression was quite pleasant, "It seems to be a human, not a ghost." ”

He can't be blamed for that.

Chatting with the old man that day, the latter said that it might not be human, so he dared to make a bold guess.

Meng Yannan glanced at him and said slowly, "Li Shen, the little girl is still underage, you run to Jinbei all day long, you can only see but not touch, it's very uncomfortable, right?" ”

Li Shen's eyes darkened, and he pursed the corners of his lips, "I'll be an adult soon." ”

"Oh."

Meng Yannan responded casually, and continued to insert a knife into his heart:

"She's young, it's inevitable that she will be coaxed by you, and when she goes to college, there are a lot of young talents, maybe she will kick you, after all, ......"

"You're old."

'Flutter' a little.

The white knife goes in, and the red knife comes out.

Last time Xie Jingchuan mentioned this topic, Li Shen was quite concerned, and now he brought it up again.

The second heavy blow stabbed Li Shen in pain.

He suppressed his voice and replied, "It's better than you don't even have hope, your mouth is so poisonous, I want to see which little girl is willing to follow you." ”

Hearing this, Meng Yannan seemed to have thought of something, his eyebrows furrowed, and his face was not very good.

Seeing this, Li Shen's mood eased slightly, and he held his mobile phone to send WeChat to Su Mian.

The big guy made a move, and the move hit the point.