Chapter 544

At this time, listening to zhuxuan's dinner is over.

However, unexpectedly, aunt Fang and Shen Anning are both people who love reading novels and chasing dramas. They have a lot of common topics. They are happy and drink a lot.

So after a dinner, the most sober one was Joanne.

After the three moved to the living room, aunt Fang shouted to the servant to bring the prepared refreshments and fruits and continue to communicate with Shen Anning about the new play he was chasing.

"I think the setting of this hostess is really very good, the feeling of the ceiling."

"Yes, I like it too. I used to say that the hostess is a and SA. I didn't know what SA is until I saw her."

"What I like most is that she holds that pride and elegance perfectly! Tut tut..."

"That cheongsam is perfect on her! Tut, I want to buy some cheongsam to wear."

"I also like the setting that she opens small white flowers as soon as she moves. Hahaha, it kills me."

"The key is that she seriously asks someone why the little white flowers bloom ha ha ~"

“……”

I had a good time talking with you. At the end, aunt Fang waved her big hand: "stay here tonight and don't go. Tomorrow I'll make your favorite hot and sour wonton!"

"OK, don't go, don't go." Shen Anning is a model of climbing along the pole: "I want to sleep until I wake up naturally, and then get up to eat wonton. Tut Tut, a better life!"

Joanne: "

She never thought that the two people could talk at the same frequency, and it was so happy.

As soon as she picked up the cup and drank, Shen Anning patted her on the shoulder: "sister, haven't you been composing music recently? Go play your new song for Aunt Fang and me."

Joanne: "

Looking up and seeing aunt Fang looking forward, Qiao an stood up and said, "OK."

She went to the piano and opened the gauze. Then she opened the piano cover. The black and white keys were spotless and glittering when they were warm.

The corners of the lips were shallow, and Joan's fingers fell on the black-and-white keys. The next second, beautiful music began to reverberate in the living room.

So Huo Chengzhou got out of the car, walked forward in his wheelchair, and saw the scene through the French window.

Joan is still wearing a long white dress with long hair gently scattered on her shoulders. The mood between her eyebrows and eyes is very calm and gentle. This picture irons Huo Chengzhou's cold and impetuous mood for a moment.

It warms the time and inspires the vision.

He looked at it quietly for a while, hooked his wheelchair at the corner of his lips and continued to move forward. After entering the porch, piano music began to spread to his ears.

Huo Feng, who pushed him in, listened for a while and whispered, "brother Cheng, it's Darcy's arrangement..."

Huo Chengzhou raised his hand: "shh."

Huo Feng shut up. Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair stood still until the last note fell. Aunt Fang and Shen Anning applauded in the living room: "great! Good! Another song!"

Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair leaned in. Joan turned and saw a pair of deep eyes of the man.

She was stunned: "back?"

Huo Chengzhou nodded: "yes."

Joanne asked again, "just arrived?"

Huo Chengzhou said silently, "it's been a while."

Joanne pursed her lips. It's over.

I wonder if Huo Chengzhou has paid attention to the soundtrack of Shangcheng game. If so

Aunt Fang, who was sitting cross legged on the sofa, stood up when she saw Huo Chengzhou coming back: "Sir is back... Today, Miss Qiao and Miss Shen are living in the house. I'll arrange it... You're welcome."

After drinking too much, aunt Fang's voice was naturally drunk. Huo Chengzhou frowned slightly: "aunt Fang... Go and have a rest. I'll arrange it."

Aunt Fang took Shen Anning's hand and said, "I can't go. I'll make wonton for you tomorrow morning."

Shen Anning nodded, "OK, don't go."

When Aunt Fang left, Huo Chengzhou told the servant, "go and clean up a guest room."

"No." Joanne refused: "Anning drinks a little too much. I'll take her back to the piano house."