He is a strong woman without any shortcomings outside, but in front of him in private, he looks charming and vivid, and the powerful gap makes him particularly satisfied.

This proves that this is his exclusive.

"What did you play?"

Shen Fanxing blinked, then sat down on the stool, raised his hands, and a familiar melody floated out.

Wedding in dream.

After playing a song, Shen Fanxing turned his head and looked at him with a smile, "I promised to play it for you before, and I'll play it for you."

Bo Jingchuan hooked his lips and rubbed her cheek with his fingers. "That's nice."

Shen Fanxing's eyebrows are bent, "the melody is good, but I don't like it very much. Don't like it either."

Bo Jingchuan pause a few seconds, suddenly low smile, "why?"

Shen Fanxing raised his hand and knocked out the tune of little star on the piano keys intermittently. Every note was clear and sweet.

"There is a sad story in this song, which I don't like very much."

Bo Jingchuan naturally knows the story.

But Shen Fanxing stopped his action and said slowly:

"an ordinary boy fell in love with the princess of the dream country. But he knew that the gap between the two people, doomed to this love is only empty, so he packed up and left alone.

When he returned to the dream country six years after he left, the whole country was in a festive atmosphere, with colorful flags everywhere and people singing happily.

When he asked the passers-by, he knew that the princess was going to have a wedding with the prince of a neighboring country.

People had been waiting for the princess on the way from the palace to the church. He stood in the crowd, waiting quietly. When the princess took the prince's hand and walked out of the palace, the crowd was boiling.

Their eyes met as she passed in front of him. Suddenly, he pushed aside the guards who were blocking the crowd and rushed forward.

The guard pulled out his sword, but it was too late. He rushed in front of the princess. He opened his arms. At that moment, he saw the princess's frightened expression.

"Don't be afraid. I'll protect you." He said this to the princess. He was stabbed in the back by a sharp arrow and finally fell into the princess's arms.

He opened his eyes and looked at the princess in the dreamlike wedding dress, like a pure angel, with a smile.

He said, "is this a dream?" Having a dream is enough... "

Shen Fanxing's voice is more and more dull, and his face is not very good.

"I didn't fight for anything. Just because the other party was a princess, I voluntarily gave up this feeling. In the end, I was only greedy for a dream wedding In my eyes, he is a coward

It must have been said by an absolutely powerful person.

So this is Shen Fanxing.

If she was a princess, she would not like such a coward, so she did not like this song.

It's not that the tune itself is bad, it's just that I hate the house and the black.

With a little smile, Bo Jingchuan rubbed her soft hair,:

"well, I don't like it either."

Shen Fanxing's mood in his eyes turned and looked up at him, "so I only want to play it for you this time."

Bo Jingchuan naturally obeyed in every way, "well, good."

"Is the tune for the state banquet ready?" He asked again.

"Well, all right."

"Play it for me."

"Good."

……

Dinner is ready, but yuan Sichun hasn't come back. No matter how ye Zhiqing calls, he can't get through.

"It's strange that Sichun never came back so late. Even if she came back late, she would call me. Why is it so late today? "

Ye Zhiqing frowned tightly, hung up the phone and called Qi Mingchu.

"Hello, Mingchu, have you seen Sichun today? Is she with you now? "

In the hotel, Qi Mingchu hears Ye Zhiqing's question over the phone and frowns, "hasn't Sichun gone back yet?"

"Yes, in the past, even if she came back late, she would call home. I thought she was with you today..."

"We were going to have dinner together, but as soon as we got out of the hospital, we were picked up by Yu te, who was beside Bo Ge."

Ye Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, "by Bo Jingchuan's assistant picked him up? "

"Yes."

Ye Zhiqing's eyelids suddenly and inexplicably jump, I don't know why in the heart a while uneasy.

Then he looked anxiously at yuan Zhengchong, who was sitting at the dining table. "Please call Jingchuan and ask them what they are doing."

Before yuan Zhengchong could move, the servant came over with the phone.

"For you, sir."

"Who?"

"The other side seems to be the special help of young master Bo."

It's a coincidence that yuan Zhengchong's eyebrows immediately wrinkled.

After receiving the phone call, yuan Zhengchong just "hello", Yu Song's voice rang abruptly."Mr. Yuan, this is Yu Song. I'm sorry to inform you that Miss yuan won't go back for a long time. "

Yuan Zhengchong's face suddenly sank, "what do you mean?"

"I'll just let you know so that you don't have to worry about something."

Yuan Zhengchong suddenly stood up from his chair and murmured:

"what does Bo Jingchuan mean?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yuan. I'm only responsible for informing you."

With that, Yu hung up.

"Zhengchong, what's the matter? What happened to Sichun? " Ye Zhiqing asked anxiously.

Yuan Zhengchong did not return her, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Bo Jingchuan directly.

Bo Jingchuan is cooking dinner for Shen Fanxing according to the recipe in the kitchen at the moment. Shen Fanxing sticks around him and says he wants to help, but Bo Jingchuan doesn't let her do it.

He said the water was cold.

Picking vegetables he said hurt his hand.

He didn't feel at ease and took the knife to one side

"I used to cook, too." Shen Fanxing himself thinks that Bo Jingchuan has spoiled himself too much. He thinks that if he goes on like this, he must be used to being very hypocritical.

"Well, I didn't cook before." Bo Jingchuan is concise and comprehensive, but Shen Fanxing also understands the meaning. Today is different from the past.

Now she's Mrs. Bo. Can she compare with before?

Shen Fanxing sighed and said he couldn't do it.

When the phone rang, obviously bored, she went out of the kitchen, and then came in with her mobile phone, "your phone!"

Bo Jingchuan glanced at the string of unrecorded phone numbers and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Took the phone and walked out of the kitchen.

Shen Fanxing looking at his back, a pair of stars in the eyes of a flash of doubt.

That series of numbers are clearly printed in my mind, whose phone is not as big as the remark?

On the balcony, as soon as Bo Jingchuan got through, yuan Zhengchong's voice rang immediately.

"Jingchuan, I've heard that you've taken Sichun away. She's a real person now!"

Bo Jingchuan's voice is flat:

"I'm here. You should have received the notice. She can't go back now."

"What are you doing with her all of a sudden?"

"General ledger."

In the face of yuan Zhengchong's anxiety, Bo Jingchuan's voice seems too flat.