"Blow your hair and come and eat."
Soon, song Qingyun put away the expression he appreciated on his face and said gently to Kexin.
Can be a little shy bow, "OK, now."
"Well, I'll wash first. Blow your hair quickly, or you'll catch cold easily." Song Qingyun is uneasy and tells again.
"OK, I see." Lin Kexin raises the corners of his mouth and smiles helplessly. How can he feel that the marriage is the same as at home?
At home, it's the mother who talks in her ear. Now it's better to change it into the husband who talks in her ear. Anyway, there is no clean day.
Looking at her pouting expression, song Qingyun smiled softly and softly, "otherwise, I'll blow it for you after I wash."
Song Qingyun looks at her pouting and thinks that it's too much trouble for her to do a hairdryer. That's why he says that.
Lin Kexin immediately waved his hand as if frightened. "No, no, you can wash it quickly. I'll be ready soon. It's time to cool before breakfast."
"Good." She didn't want to, and he didn't demand, the two people get along with each other, comfortable, everything forced others, he can't do it.
······After breakfast, the two started their trip today.
Song Qingyun specially arranged to go to the most famous music hall in the country today because of her pleasant character and her work.
When their car stopped at the entrance of the music hall, the Kexin in the car began to scream excitedly.
"Brother Qingyun, do you know? My biggest dream is to stand on the stage of this concert hall and play the piano. "
Of course, song Qingyun knows this. He has heard Kexin mention it more than once. Although he has few words, he can remember every sentence as long as Kexin said it. So when he came here today, he specially arranged a surprise. He only hopes that she won't pass out happily later.
They got out of the car and walked hand in hand to the concert hall.
The reason why this place is famous is not only because of music, but also because of its brilliant architecture. This concert hall is designed by a famous architect, so it has also become a popular place for tourists to punch in cards. People who understand music enjoy music, and those who don't understand music enjoy architecture. With the combination of the two, there is an endless stream of tourists every day.
Hand in hand, they entered the concert hall. The design of several venues is very interesting, which gives people a gorgeous and solemn feeling. Compared with several other concert halls in foreign countries, it gives people a very special feeling.
You can look left and right, and you are full of interest here.
Of course, what she hopes most is that one day she can stand here and play for more people.
"You come with me..." Song Qingyun takes her hand and goes to another channel.
Lin Kexin was a little confused. "Shouldn't we go there?"
"Just come with me."
Lin Kexin touched his nose with a smile and thought cleverly that this man would not arrange any surprises?
She guessed it right. This is the backstage of a small concert hall. Song Qingyun hands her the violin and says with a smile, "I haven't heard you play the violin yet. Go on, play it for me once."
Lin Kexin originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard that sentence specially pulled for me once, his heart was soft.
She smiled and pinched brother Qingyun's cheek, lifted the long skirt under her feet and walked up gracefully with the violin.
When she came to the center of the stage and saw the audience under the Chu stage, she could not help but scold him in her heart: this big liar!