Chapter 449 You Can Do Something Else

But it doesn't matter, she will cover her people in the future.

Nan Yue concealed his other thoughts and followed Sheng Jingheng into the villa. After changing his shoes, he began to look around curiously.

Didn't get to see it for long though, because it clearly didn't look like a home, but more like a temporary residence.

Except for the open kitchen, and the bar with a lot of famous wine, tea and coffee, which is quite surprising, other places are no different from the model houses of real estate companies.

Sheng Jingheng didn't bother too much about the decoration and design, let alone put too much effort into the decoration.

It seems that one day I will leave here and live somewhere else.

Nan Yue wandered over to the small terrace and looked at the potted pine tree he had given. Sheng Jingheng took good care of it, and there were a few small pots next to it, holding the cut branches and leaves.

As she had thought before, Sheng Jingheng did indeed use his demonic power to take care of them.

However, two of the pots were already withered, and the other pots were more tenacious and survived under Sheng Jingheng's scorching demon power.

Nan Yue shook his head and smiled, stretched out his hand to gently brush those branches and leaves, feeling the close connection between them and himself, besides the familiar wood-type spiritual roots, he also felt some extra special spiritual power.

Sheng Jingheng didn't let her look around, but went to make flower and fruit tea. After all, it was already night and he couldn't drink coffee anymore.

If she can stay until tomorrow morning, it can be prepared for her.

After he finished making tea, he went to fetch ice cubes for later use, and found that Nan Yue was still on the small terrace outside, with his back to the room, not knowing what he was doing or thinking.

Sheng Jingheng paused for a moment, then went forward and knocked lightly on the glass door to wake her up.

"Come in for tea."

Only then did Nan Yue come back to his senses, his fingertips left the pine branches and leaves, he turned around and said, "Okay."

Sheng Jingheng's flower and fruit tea is still according to Li Meijun's previous recipe, the sweetness is just right, neither greasy nor bland.

Because it was midsummer, Nanyue added two cubes of ice to suit the occasion, and when he drank it again, he found that the taste became better and more refreshing.

After drinking a cup of tea, I remembered the business: "When will Brother Wei arrive?"

She still has to prepare dinner.

Sheng Jingheng didn't look at his phone, but said calmly, "No hurry, if you're hungry, you can eat something else first."

With that said, he went to open the refrigerator and took out a box of chocolates for her.

This time it is white chocolate, which exudes a thick milky aroma and is more sweet.

He usually eats black art, but this one is probably specially prepared for her.

Nan Yue smiled and reached out to take one: "Then what should we talk about?"

"Well," Sheng Jingheng asked after a pause, "Want to go upstairs and have a look?"

upstairs?

Nan Yue stared at him for a moment, then smiled and jumped off the high stool beside the bar: "Okay."

When going upstairs, Nanyue felt that the material of the stairs was unusual. When he got to the second floor, he found that both the ground and the walls were made of special materials.

The sound insulation effect is estimated to be very good.

There are only three rooms on the second floor, plus a large terrace. The doors are all tightly closed, clearly showing that strangers are not allowed to approach.

Nan Yue quickly smelled the familiar smell, and after following Sheng Jingheng into his exclusive recording studio, he was not surprised at all.

This recording studio is a little bigger than the entire house she rented. It is very spacious on the outside. Even if there are various musical instruments in the recording studio, it seems very ample.

Sheng Jingheng opened the door of the recording studio inside and looked at her: "Go in and try?"

"Does Teacher Sheng want to sing with me?" Nan Yue approached him and asked jokingly.

"Or, do something else."