Chapter 523: Kitten, Learn to Meow...

After Nan Zhi entered the palace kitchen, she changed into pastry chef clothes, a hat, and a mask as required.

Only one pair of eyes is exposed.

When Yi Fan asked her to stop, she turned around and lowered her head, looking cautious.

Yi Fan was standing not far away and saw the woman holding a plate of delicate snacks and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Nan Zhi is a broadcast host, so her voice will change naturally. She deliberately lowered her voice, with a slight hoarseness, "I'm going to deliver the freshly made snacks to Master Xiaokai."

"Go downstairs immediately after delivery. Don't delay up there."

Nan Zhi nodded, turned around, and walked upstairs.

Yi Fan stared at the woman's slender and tall back for a while. He wondered if it was his imagination, but the pastry chef's back looked a bit familiar.

Nan Zhi brought the snacks to the second floor. There were more than ten rooms on both sides of the corridor covered with luxurious retro carpets, and the doors in each room were the same, complicated and luxurious.

Nan Zhi had no idea where Xiaokai lived.

She bravely opened the doors of several rooms, but no one was inside.

Nan Zhi walked forward again.

Suddenly, a cold and majestic voice came from the corner of the stairs, "This is the third shooting case of gangsters taking hostages in half a year. Although there were no hostage casualties this time, the impact was extremely bad. Can you manage it for me?" If the security of the capital is not good enough, let your elder brother do it."

"Let big brother take care of it!"

Mu Sihan's voice.

Nan Zhi looked around. Now she was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. If she didn't find a place to hide, they would definitely find her.

Putting her finger on the doorknob of the door behind her, she twisted it gently. The door was opened and she quickly backed away.

When she entered, she realized that this was a study room...

The man's voice was approaching the study door.

Nan Zhi looked around. The study was big, but there was almost no hiding place.

Seeing the majestic rosewood desk, Nan Zhi didn't have time to think too much and got in with the pastries.

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

Ye Fengjun had a stern face and carried the aura of a superior king. He walked towards the desk with his long legs.

"You are really a waste, you can't do anything well..."

When Nan Zhi heard Ye Fengjun walking towards the desk, the hairs on her body stood up.

There are probably not many people in this palace who dare to call Mu Sihan a loser!

He must be Mu Sihan’s elder!

If he saw her hiding in the desk, would it...

Nan Zhi's heart suddenly jumped to her throat.

His fingers curled up hard, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

She couldn't let him see her...

how should I do it?

Her thick and long eyelashes trembled, she took a deep breath and let out a meow...

Mu Sihan looked like he was casually listening to Ye Fengjun's lectures, but suddenly he heard a meow, and his dark and deep black eyes suddenly narrowed.

He took a few quick steps, one step ahead of Ye Fengjun, and sat down on the black leather chair.

Seeing this, Ye Fengjun's face became even more ugly, "You are really not even comparable to Ye Qing's little finger. When he is here, he can share a lot of things for me, what about you?"

Mu Sihan put his hands on the desk and slid the leather chair closer to the desk. Nan Zhi, who was squatting underneath, was almost trapped between his slender legs.

The air around him suddenly became much tighter.

Ye Fengjun saw that Mu Sihan looked cold and playboy-like no matter what he said, and was extremely disappointed in him.

"You are of no use other than marriage, you are just a piece of shit!"

Listening to Ye Fu's roar, Nan Zhi felt mixed emotions in her heart.

Although Mu Sihan has become the fourth prince, is this how his father treats him in private?

He is such a strong person, this is simply trampling his pride and self-esteem under his feet!

Nan Zhi raised her eyes and stared cautiously 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... Glancing over, she could only see an indescribable place under his belt.

Because I sat down and spread my legs, I could still vaguely see the shocking outline...

Nan Zhi quickly looked away, a hot blush rising on her face.

When can that roaring gentleman outside leave?

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

Even though he was wearing a pastry chef's mask and hat, he could tell who it was at a glance.

When Ye Fengjun saw that Mu Sihan was silent, he realized that he had been standing while Mu Sihan had been sitting.

"You, get up."

Mu Sihan raised his eyes and glanced lazily at Ye Fengjun's feet in dark gray slippers, then tapped the shoulder of a woman under the table, "Father, I am playing with the cat." He curled his lips, as if The smile was not a smile, "Little kitten, come on, meow again."

Nan Zhi's face turned red. She stretched out her hand and slapped Mu Sihan's feet away.

Mu Sihan frowned and hissed, the smile on his lips deepened, "The cat got angry and bit someone."

Ye Fengjun couldn't stand Mu Sihan's behavior, "What kind of cat does a grown man raise?"

"Oh, the Persian cat that the queen gave to Wan'er last time."

Ye Fengjun snorted angrily, waved his hand, and left the study without even bothering to say anything else.

After Ye Fengjun left, the study returned to deathly silence.

Nan Zhi pursed her lips, looked at the man who almost trapped her between her legs, bit her lower lip, and said bravely, "Mr. Mu, can you raise your legs and let me out?"

The man sitting on the leather chair didn't seem to hear her words. Instead of raising his legs, he actually moved closer to her.

He took a cigar and a small spray gun from the wooden box on the desk and lit the fire. He squinted his black eyes and looked at the woman under the desk, "Miss Nan, you are quite capable. You can actually sneak into the palace and get into my desk." under."

From his angle, he could just see her blinking eyelashes, which were as thick and slender as two small cattail fans. Each time they fanned, they seemed to be able to tickle people's hearts.

My body suddenly felt hot.

His expression suddenly darkened.

Nan Zhi wanted to explain to him, but out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the bottom of his trousers...

Seeing him actually...the heat on her face that had finally faded came back again.

She thought her clothes were unbuttoned or somehow inappropriate, so she quickly lowered her head, only to find that she was tightly wrapped, with nothing exposed, and her delicate eyebrows frowned.

She didn't do anything, why did he...

Or is he looking at pornographic pictures on his desk?

Mu Sihan blew out two puffs of smoke. In the lingering blue-white smoke, he saw the woman's slightly opened lips in surprise, and his body instantly tensed up.