Third master Qu left the room and went downstairs. Zhou Mohan followed him closely.

There was also a deafening cry in the room behind him.

"Wow... Why are you so careless? I don't deserve you. I'm dirty!"

The little nightingale was crying with old six in her arms.

Old six hugged her tightly, "Chungui is me. I'm sorry for you. You don't deserve me. You're still xiaochungui, you're still mine!"

An iron man shed tears in front of his beloved woman.

The little nightingale cried and wiped his tears. "You fool, how many women do you want in your position now? There are many women who want to be with you. What's the use of asking me to be a rotten goods..."

"No, you're not, you're my xiaochungui!" Lao Liu interrupted her with tears.

This is the pain of his life and the place where he cherishes the woman in his arms most.

It's his fault. If he had gone back earlier and said it before he left, there would be no future.

However, there is no if in life.

"You fool!" the little nightingale hugged the man in front of her.

……

Mi Youning finished dinner and strolled in the hall.

My hands itched when I saw the piano in the hall.

There is no pastime here.

There is no TV, no mobile phone, and no games.

Seeing the piano, MI Youning's hand itched.

Before she knew it, she went to the piano and sat down.

Mi Youning knows that the piano in front of her is an antique.

In fact, the earliest ancient piano was made in Britain. The appearance of the piano in front of us was pasted with a layer of wood pattern, which was symmetrical and beautiful, like manual drawing.

This kind of tree is rare in modern times and has become a protected species in the world.

Mi Youning puts her hands on the keys and her hands are like dancing.

The tone of the piano is simple and rich, soft as the winter sun, Yingying bright, warm and calm.

All the busy servants in the foreign building stopped their busy things when they heard the piano.

The sound is as cool as a steel ball scattered on the ice, with clear grains and penetrating bones.

Strong as the roaring deep sea, it swings people's hearts and shakes people's hearts and souls. If there is a sound, it has bottomless power to diffuse to the sky.

Most of the people in the Western-style building don't understand the piano.

But the voice was high and low, and the mood brought to people also had unknown fluctuations.

When third master Qu walked into the hall, he saw such a scene.

The servants looked at the woman sitting in front of the piano and played the beautiful and passionate music.

The other party's lazy and leisurely appearance made the third master show a gentle expression, and his eyes were full of doting light.

In this very quiet night, Third Master Qu felt the taste of happiness.

This feeling is really ridiculous, but it is for him once.

At present, he cherishes this feeling and his time with the woman sitting in front of the piano.

Suddenly, Third Master Qu's eyes were stunned, showing a heavy sense of possession in his eyes.

She can only be his. She belongs to him alone.

No one can take it.

This is his big baby alone.

When mi Youning stopped, he turned his head behind him for the first time.

Before, she felt that there was a strong line of sight staring at her behind her. It's kind of creepy.

The other party's eyes have a slight sense of aggression, but there is nothing else that people can't accept.

Later, it became gentle, so that people can't feel the hair in their heart.

"Pa pa..."

Seeing mi Youning stop, Third Master Qu applauded.