What's this?

Yun Anan reached out to catch the old-fashioned envelope, suddenly remembered something, and couldn't wait to open the envelope.

There are three words written on the tip of the pen inside: Old Place.

This handwriting is...

The long-lasting water light in Yun An'an's bright eyes suddenly shook. Before she could think too much, she took the letter to find Huo Siqing, and saw him standing in front of a landscape painting with his eyebrows frowned. His narrow eyes slightly covered his tiredness.

I don't know if it was because the sunlight shining through the outside of the house at this moment, looking at him was too light or other reasons, Yun Anan felt for a moment... his face was extremely pale.

"A Qing," Yun Anan clenched the envelope in his hand, walked over and held his arm, put his slender fingers on his wrist and carefully examined it. His pulse was smooth and powerful, and there was no weak color. It can be seen that there was no problem with his body.

It's exactly the same as the result of her taking his pulse every day for a while.

At first she was worried that this infection would affect his body, but when she took his pulse secretly, she found that there was no problem in his body, which showed that he was in a very good health.

But Yun Anan always felt something was wrong. She calmed down and was about to take his pulse carefully, but Huo Siqing pulled his palm back and asked her in a deep voice, "What did you find?"

While saying that, he opened the envelope in Yun An'an's hand and raised his cold eyebrows slightly, "Old place?"

Yun Anan was immediately sucked away by writing a letter and nodded vigorously, "When I was a child, my grandfather would leave clues in the house and ask me to find birthday gifts by myself based on the clues. At first, I was not very skilled, but later I figured out my grandfather's tricks of treasure hiding, and I always looked for one!"

Speaking of these things, her eyes seemed to have fallen into stars, warm and well-behaved.

Huo Siqing raised his thin lips lightly, and then returned the envelope to her, "I know. Grandpa Yun once gave me the same gift, and in this way."

"Grandpa has given you a gift? I always thought my grandpa didn't like you very much." Yun Anan said in surprise.

Of course I don't like it.

Huo Siqing stared at the landscape painting drawn by Mr. Yun on the wall. The brushwork was suitable for the thickness and light, gentle and atmospheric, and could vaguely see a bit of the temperament of a painter.

However, such a gentle and generous old man was picky about him and even the gifts he gave him were finally found on the top of the villa.

It can be said that when Mr. Huo proposed to be a relative of Mr. Yun, Mr. Yun has always disliked him.

Who made him snatch Mr. Yun’s treasures without hesitation?

Yun Anan, who was standing in front of him, thought to himself, and after thinking about the letter for a long time, racked his brains and never remembered where the "old place" was.

When I was a child, those days were still too far away for her, and not every detail could be remembered clearly.

"Don't think about it, just go find it." Seeing that she was so entangled like a poor cat that could not eat dried fish, Huo Siqing's cold and narrow eyes also had a smile on his face.

"That's right." Yun Anan thought of his grandfather's habit of hiding treasures, and couldn't help but rub his hands and look forward to it, "Then I'll go to the second floor, you'll be responsible for finding it downstairs."

"Um."

There are three rooms on the second floor, one is Yun An'an's bedroom, two are the medicinal materials storage room and study room. Because no one has cleaned it for a long time, a thick layer of gray has fallen.

The things placed in these rooms were long ago robbed by the relatives who rushed over after Mr. Yun was buried, and only a bunch of things that were worthless and no one wanted.

If Mr. Yun had not been foresighted and put the truly valuable things in the bank safe, only Yun Anan knew the password, he would have been snatched away by those tigers and wolves.

But the remaining things that are not valuable to those people are considered treasures by Yun An'an.

Her previous picture albums, piano scores, opera books, homework books, diary books, etc. are still there.

Yun Anan searched in the room, but he didn't even let go of the underside of the bed and the lampshade, but he still couldn't find the clues hidden by his grandfather.

Not to mention the medicinal storage room and study room, there is nothing.

"Does the old place refer to the final treasure place? But where is it?" Yun Anan left the study room, and seemed to have caught something in his head, but it quickly disappeared.

While thinking, she walked along the corridor towards the stairs and suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from above her head.

Yun Anan suddenly stopped and rubbed his ears strangely. There was only one warehouse on the third floor, and then there was the rooftop. Aqing went up...

wrong!

This footsteps are not Huo Siqing!

Thumb.

The footsteps coming from above were slow and heavy, which was very different from Huo Siqing's usual calm and subtle footsteps.

Then who is the person on the third floor now...?!

Thief?!

Yun Anan only felt a buzzing sound in his head and his scalp was numb.

She was about to walk to the stairs in a few steps, so she went downstairs to find Huo Siqing, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a cold big hand that stretched out from the sky, and she couldn't help but be pulled into the shadow of the corner!

Yun An'an's spine was covered with chills. The moment she burst into tears, she was covered with her little mouth. She opened her eyes in horror, "Um!"

"Don't make a sound."

A low and cold voice like a gold and stone texture came into Yun An'an's ears, and her wide eyes also reflected the handsome and unintentional face of a man.

When Yun Anan found out that it was Huo Siqing, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart that almost jumped out of his throat also returned to his position.

But those eyes were a little wet, and they stared at him with accusation, "Fortunately I don't have a heart attack."

Huo Siqing let go of her hand covering her little mouth, but did not answer her, because the footsteps upstairs were walking down.

"Who is it?" Yun Anan made a lip question, and his little hand holding his clothes tightened uneasyly, his whole heart was tied up by the sound of footsteps coming here.

So I didn't notice that Huo Siqing's back was against the wall, and she just snuggled in his arms, and the two men's bodies were tightly attached to each other without leaving a gap.

Yun Anan couldn't help but shivered, not knowing whether it was caused by Huo Siqing's hypothermia or because she was afraid.

The colder she was, the more she couldn't help getting closer to Huo Siqing, wanting to absorb some warmth.

Huo Siqing's narrow eyes darkened, and he easily felt the soft curve that could not be ignored when she approached, against the frequency of slightly trembling of his chest.

His arms around her waist also gradually tightened restraint, and the lines were graceful and powerful.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came to the shadows they were hiding.
Chapter completed!