While Manshu and Queer were talking, they heard a voice.
She and Que'er walked around the cobblestone path toward the end, where there was a bush of flowers half as tall as a person.
"Who?" Manshu's eyes changed slightly.
"Yes, it's me." A girl sat beside the flowers and raised her hand.
There was still obvious panic in her eyes.
Manshu looked at the girl hiding in the flowers and frowned: "Are you hiding here and eavesdropping on our conversation?"
"I didn't!" the girl retorted in a low voice, feeling a little guilty no matter how she heard it.
"Are you Sister Shirley?" Que'er recognized the person, "What are you doing here?"
"I didn't do anything. I just woke up and had nothing to do. I just enjoyed the scenery here. Who knew that I accidentally sprained my foot just now, so I have been sitting here."
"I came here first, so I don't count as eavesdropping on your conversation!"
Manshu looked at her carefully and found that she was wearing a long skirt, and the exposed white ankle was indeed a little red.
However, there is one thing that makes people feel very strange: "You came out to see the scenery, so what are you doing with your bag?"
Shirley subconsciously hid the bag behind her back.
Que'er blinked: "Yes, Sister Shirley, do you want to go out?"
If you go out, why don't you go through the front door?
"I carry mosquito repellent and other things in my bag. They are always available, so I am used to carrying my bag when I go out."
The more Shirley spoke, the more confident she became: "It's you, who are you? Why didn't I see you last night?"
Seeing that Shirley was rude to Manshu, Que'er was a little unhappy: "Sister Shirley, how could you talk to Miss Yan like this? She is the young master's distinguished guest!"
Shirley looked at Manshu carefully: "Dignified guest?"
Manshu noticed a flash of complexity in her eyes, and then frowned.
There is definitely something wrong with this person.
"Qier, I'm a little thirsty. Can you bring two drinks for me and Miss Shirley? I'll sit here and have some fun."
Shirley didn't expect Manshu to stay. She frowned: "I don't want you...drinks. If it's convenient, can you help me find some medicine? My ankle seems to be swollen. It would be better if there is a white medicine spray."
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Que'er tilted her head and thought for a moment: "It seems there is, I'll go look for it."
"Ms. Yan, you can wander around as you like. I'll bring you drinks and sprays soon."
Manshu nodded and said kindly: "Don't be anxious. I think this road is paved with cobblestones. You have to be careful when walking, otherwise it is really easy to sprain your feet."
"I don't know how." Que'er muttered, but smiled and nodded to Manshu.
After Que'er's figure disappeared, Manshu looked at Shirley.
Shirley felt furious when Manshu looked at her: "Why are you looking at me like this? I advise you to leave here quickly. If you don't leave, you might not be able to leave!"
This is what I said...
Manshu was shocked, this girl really knew something!
"Why do you say that? I am here as a guest with my friends, and my purpose may be different from yours."
Manshu can probably guess it.
Shirley has a good figure and may be a model as a profession.
She came to the villa just to play with him.
Manshu didn't know whether he would do in-depth communication or not, but this Shirley was always on guard.
Either she did something wrong, or she encountered something she shouldn't have seen.
She didn't sprain her foot on the cobblestone road just now, but she wanted to run away, right?
Behind the flowers, there is a big tree. Climb the tree and jump down to leave the villa.