CEO's Sweet Confused Baby

As soon as Lin Peier went in, he didn't know what he was touching, so he couldn't help sneezing.

You can see the flying dust in the air.

This is a small wooden compartment. Lin Peier looks at it. It should be a place for sundries?

But it's not very much like it, because the room is in space.

This wooden hut is not very big. Compared with Jiang Mujun's bedroom, it can be regarded as a small one.

The whole size is 50 square meters. The ceiling and floor are surrounded by wood.

There is a step in the way of Chen. To the left of the step is a window, which is now sealed.

There is also a round table on the steps, which is also made of wood. Now it seems that most of the things here are affected by damp and insects because they are made of wood.

On the wooden table was a pen holder with two or three scattered pens, a bottle of dirty ink and a stack of yellowing paper on the table.

On the right is a revolving wooden staircase. Lin Peier makes sure that it will creak and creak when you step on it.

There are many bookshelves in the room, not only bookshelves, but also many books and books.

She simply glanced at it, the classification is very miscellaneous, but more is no name of the book.

There are many drawer like things on the walls around, with keyholes on them, but they don't seem to be locked up.

What is this place for?

Lin Peier is really curious.

What's more, such an old look doesn't match the villa at all.

Where does that staircase lead to?

Lin Peier thinks it's better to ask Jiang Mujun.

After all, everyone has some secrets. If he doesn't want to tell himself, she won't ask.

As soon as Lin Peier was about to walk away, there was a crisp crack on the wooden floor under his feet.

She was so stiff that she didn't dare to move. If there was a fierce dog or a snake or mouse, she would be scared to death.

It's very dark and weird to say how she got here after a good walk.

Lin Peier looked a few steps away from the door and decided to hold on to the walls of many drawers.

As soon as his hand touched the wall, Lin Peier jumped to one side, far away from the broken floor.

She looked at what had fallen out of the drawer and tried to pick it up and put it back.

Then carefully around the past, and then squat down, hand a little bit of the past to grasp the pile of paper.

As soon as he caught hold of it, Lin Peier wanted to see the drawer again. He glanced down at the contents of the paper.

She was startled and took this pile of paper and walked quickly to the door. The closer she was to the inner door, the brighter the light would be.

Lin Peier spreads out the paper, and the first one is a portrait.

A beautiful woman.

The more Lin Peier looked at it, the more he thought it was. He looked at it carefully.

Then spread out the rest of the paper. They were all portraits of a woman, with her eyes closed and those with a smile.

The painting style behind is more and more strange, like lying in a coffin, but surrounded by flowers and birds, butterflies and bees flying around.

She was just strange, suddenly widened her eyes, this person, so familiar, is not yourself?

She was shocked. How could it be herself?

When Lin Peier knew that the person in the painting was himself, he looked at the painting more seriously.

The first few pictures don't look very special, or the head or the whole body, or sit or stand.

But Lin Peier was deeply puzzled by the latter.

These are themselves lying in the coffin? No, maybe it's not a coffin.

After all, there are birds and flowers nearby, only a person lies in the box in the middle.

What the hell is going on here?

Lin Peier was puzzled. The voice that he had just said he would go outside was gone. He could not find out the secret of others.

Just full of speculation and brain holes, and deep doubts.

She stood up, took the pieces of paper and pushed them into the box. Then she pushed the drawer box into the wall.

There are other boxes in the wall. Lin Peier thinks there must be something in it, so he pulls one out.

Here are all her portraits, but it seems that at this time she is a little far away?

Some of them are still wearing the working clothes of Hengxin company, and an idea gradually comes into her mind.

This can't be Jiang Mujun's secret love for her. She has drawn so many pictures here, and then they haven't stopped after they are together.

But she couldn't understand a few.

Lin Peier, who couldn't understand it, couldn't help it either. She put the box of drawers in and took out a higher one.

Then she saw a wedding.It was a wedding indeed. Although it was a sketch and a little vague, she didn't miss the arrangement around the master of ceremonies and bridegroom!

Lin Peier looks down curiously. There are guests in this picture. Unfortunately, except for the groom Shanshan, others have no face.

She glanced at the next one. The paper was different. There was a coffin, the scene of the wedding, but there was the "coffin woman"

the woman did not draw it clearly, and because it was placed at the bottom, many places were blurred.

Lin Peier can only vaguely look at it.

"It's mostly a place with stories. Oh, no, it must be a place with stories."

Lin Peier just sat down on the ground and studied it early. Now he got up, and the whole person was dizzy.

Almost did not stand firm, she was flustered to grasp what, just stabilized, shook his head to let himself completely calm down.

"Peier?"

Lin Peier trembled at the sudden sound.

The voice was gloomy and cold, and it really tested people's courage to ring in this mysterious room.

But the familiarity of that voice made her immediately reflect who was coming.

Sure enough, she turned to see the tall Jiang Mujun blocking the door.

"Why did you come here all of a sudden? You scared me."

"If I don't come, you'll have to fall. Besides, this is my house..."

Jiang Mujun's words made Lin Peier stiff, as if that was the case.

She is still wondering about the drawing paper in her hand. Since the Lord is here, how can she not ask?

Lin Peier grabs his hand and puts the paper in his hand.

Clear to the bottom of the eyes is to hide the doubts and curiosity.

It goes without saying that Lin Peier knows what she is asking.

Because this lovely daughter-in-law is a person who simply does not hide herself in front of him. Her eyes can talk, and he can see it with one eye.

Jiang Mujun didn't say anything. He pushed Lin Peier out to ten meters away from the wooden house.