Jing Jiaren wiped her sweat. The weather was very hot and it was too much for her to walk for so long.

Finally found the path into the villa...

There are lamps half as tall as a man standing on both sides, and their black lamp caps look like soldiers wearing hats.

There is an arch bridge going forward, leading to the villa.

Jing Jiaren was walking among the flowers. The breeze blew the flowers rustling, and the whole flower waves were tumbling.

Jing Jiaren picked up her skirt and walked to the front of the villa, where she saw a row of bodyguards guarding the courtyard.

He didn't stop her, but took the initiative to open the carved door, as if to welcome her.

Jing Jiaren frowned, but she stopped.

I didn’t expect there to be guards here? Isn’t this place empty and unoccupied?

Suddenly there was a strong wind, and Jing Jiaren saw a white thing flying towards her in the wind.

Jing Jiaren took a closer look, huh? It was a paper plane.

Following the direction of the wind, it flew right to her feet.

Jing Jiaren took a look. It was inconvenient for her to squat down, so she had no intention of picking it up. She was curious about where this plane came from.

Just as she looked up, she saw another paper airplane flying towards her and about to land on her shoulder.

Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand to grab it and found that there were paintings inside the paper.

Opening the stack of paper, there is a sketch...

The rose garden is like a sea, and Jing Jiaren is standing by the sea of ​​flowers, vague and insignificant, just the silhouette of a little little finger.

But so expressive!

With just a few strokes, she was able to capture the sea of ​​flowers and her beauty walking by the sea of ​​flowers.

Jing Jiaren's whole body trembled. She raised her head and looked at the villa. Someone was inside, someone was painting her!?

She picked up the paper on the ground again and opened it...

It was the scene when she found Little Neck, standing face to face at the end of the path, the wind blowing her hair up.

In this dazzling moment, another sketch flew over and fell into the grass not far away.

Jing Jiaren took a few steps forward and picked it up.

In this painting, she is standing in front of the gate of the villa, with a confused expression.

Jing Jiaren looked up suddenly and saw a slightly open window on the second floor——

The man's tall figure is trapped in the division between shadow and sunlight.

Narrowing her left eye, the paper airplane in her hand was thrown at her again.

Leng Lintian.

Jing Jiaren felt that her blood was about to coagulate. She never expected to meet him here.

With his enchanting purple lips curled up, he stood behind the window, staring at her mysteriously.

The paper airplane blown by the wind landed at her feet again.

This face will be an enlarged face of Jing Jiaren...

The facial features are exquisite and beautiful, and the hair is flying among the petals. They were all temporarily painted by Leng Lintian.

Time and space seemed to suddenly become still, and the petals blew Jing Jiaren's hair into a mess! She

She didn't pick up the last paper airplane. She held the drawing paper tightly and looked at the second floor from a distance.

Until Leng Lintian opened the window completely, held a gun with his right hand, and aimed at her.

Beep——

Jing Jiaren woke up with a start, turned around suddenly, and returned the way she came.

When did this old monster Ximen Fenglie capture Leng Lintian? He didn’t even say anything!

Leng Lintian was still poisoned like her, and he had to take anti-element pills regularly...

Could it be that Ximen Fenglie asked Ximen Longting to get the medicine? Damn it! If Leng Lintian had been here earlier, he would have seen the fireworks that night?

Jing Jiaren didn't even dare to look back and walked in a hurry.

Suddenly she heard footsteps behind her...
Chapter completed!