Chapter 603

"Well!"

Jiangbeize's eyes were bright, he laughed happily, and then he looked at the boy beside him.

"Second brother, I'd like to introduce you to my classmate, song Nanye, who is also the brother of assistant song."

"Who is close to him? Don't compare me to him! "

Song Nanye wore a long black scarf around his neck and chewed bubble gum in his mouth.

Jiangbeiyuan looks at Song Nanye and looks pale.

Song Nanye perceives his eyes and looks at the past.

Four eyes in contrast, he felt the oppression from jiangbeiyuan, the kind of scrutiny from a mature man.

Song Nanye put his fist to his lips with one hand and coughed twice Good brother. "

"Brother?!"

I was not happy with my words.

"You call him brother, you call me aunt. Do you know who we are young? On? "

Jiangbeiyuan side lower body: "all come in."

Jiangbei Ze smiled, brows extended, "thank you! Second brother, Yuli miss you! "

"You miss your second brother!" Yannian is holding Yuli by her side. In a word, she is puffing up her cheeks. She is still angry about the different treatment of song Nanye.

Song Nanye came in with his guitar on his back and walked to his room with Jiang Beize.

Jiangbeiyuan leaned against the wall with a single hand, yawned lazily, and with a low head, kissed and read.

"If you're sleepy, go back to sleep."

"Of course, I'm sleepy. After all, I'm an old man. How could brother Jiang Ting be so energetic?" Yannian touches Yuli's head. It's weird.

Jiangbeiyuan chuckles. The little girl really remembers his revenge. "I'll cook. You can do it at will."

"Cut!"

Yannian goes to feed Yuli dog food.

After passing jiangbeize's room, I heard the melodious music.

I knocked on the door and went in, holding a bunch of flowers in my arms, which were mainly made of blue and pink stars.

In the room, Jiang Beize sits on the bed, holding yukrili in his arms, song Nanye sits cross legged on the ground, holding guitar in his arms.

As soon as Yannian went in, he saw song Nanye sweeping the strings. He was very handsome.

"Oh, two little fresh meat are playing musical instruments. How about teaching the old aunt?"

Yannian smiled and handed the bouquet to jiangbeize.

"I didn't know that you had your birthday yesterday. I put in a bunch of stars and gave you a birthday present for being late."

Jiang Beize grinned, "thank you, aunt, oh no, no, thank you, sister-in-law!"

Ah ha ha,

Yannian's mouth twitched twice. Is she really that old? "Find a bottle and put it in. Take good care of it."

"Good sister-in-law..."

Jiang Beize, embarrassed to scratch his hair, got up and went out to look for the bottle.

Yannian sits cross legged on the ground, watching song Nanye, who focuses on playing the piano.

"Teach me to play a song. I also wanted to learn guitar. My father wouldn't let me!"

“……”

Song Nanye ignored her.

"OK, don't teach me," Yannian said with a smile and a slow tone. "When Beize comes back, I will tell him that you like him."

Dong!

The young man with low eyebrows and eyelashes made a wrong string, and the strings collided with each other and made a sharp sound.

"Are you insane?" Song Nanye is not happy to see the past.

Yannian shrugs his shoulders and wants to get up. "Then when I don't say it, I'll go."

"Wait a minute!"

Song Nan Ye pursed the corners of his mouth and the thin line of his lower jaw became stiff.

After a while, he gave a frustrated hum.

"I'll play you a song."

“……”

He continued to sit happily.

Jiangbeize pushes the door open and sees Yannian holding song Nanye's guitar in his arms, playing the string very smoothly.

"Ah, Beize, you are just in time. Your sister-in-law has learned a new song. Play it for you!"

The green and white fingers are playing the strings up and down, and the voice of Qinghe is singing happily, "who am I in your eyes, who do you want me to replace..."

"It's so boring to sing a sad song without feeling." Nanye of Song Dynasty sneered coldly.

But I have to admit that speaking and reading are very smart. I can learn things very fast.

"It's over to enjoy life at a young age. How can there be so many feelings?" I don't care what I say.

"Then you have to be careful." The southern wild of Song Dynasty opened its mouth quietly.

"Be careful what?"

"Be careful that you don't know what you want to hear at first, and then you're already in the middle of the song."