Chapter 132

Qiao Jiusheng used to attend the Spring Festival with Fang Mu, but he didn't attend the Lantern Festival, so he didn't know about this tradition.

Qiao Jiuyin deliberately does not tell her, is he Juxin?

What a bad heart!

Qiao Jiusheng turned to look at Fang Yusheng beside him and suggested, "otherwise, I'll go back and refuse?" She can perform, but Fang Yusheng is inconvenient. Isn't Qiao Jiuyin making it clear that he wants them to embarrass him?

"Now that I've agreed, I'll go." Fang Yusheng said.

Qiao Jiusheng asked, "go? What are you doing, blind man feeling elephant? " He didn't know that Qiao Jiuyin and Fang Mu were waiting for him to make a fool of themselves?

Did she eat shit in her mouth?

Toxic!

Fang Yusheng took a deep breath and said to her, "I don't touch the elephant, I only touch you." He tightened Qiao Jiusheng's hand and asked her, "do you mind being touched by me on the stage?"

With an enigmatic smile, Fang Yusheng looked arrogant and said, "what kind of performance is blind man touching an elephant? I will also play blind man manipulating an elephant."

Qiao Jiusheng looks thrilled.

She always knew how poisonous Fang Yusheng's mouth was. She hadn't been accepted by him for a long time and almost forgot the taste.

With a dry smile, Qiao Jiusheng quickly said, "I said something wrong."

Fang Yu is very cold.

Aojiao turned her head and went into the room.

Qiao Jiusheng had a little supper downstairs. When he went upstairs, he heard the voice of chanting Buddhist scriptures.

She wanted to turn off the gramophone, but she was afraid Fang Yusheng would be angry.

She went to the bed, stretched out her index finger and pushed Fang Yusheng, "Fang Yusheng, how can you play this song again?" Haven't you let it go for a long time?

Fang Yusheng said coolly, "I need to listen to the Buddhist scriptures to fall asleep because I'm angry. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help it and I'll have an elephant."

"You're still not a man, so I'll just say, you have to worry about one night?"

Fang Yusheng said nothing.

He also knew that he was stingy, but he was just upset.

Qiao Jiusheng ran to turn off the phonograph.

She came and lay next to Fang Yusheng.

Fang Yusheng has grievances in his heart.

After a moment of silence, the voice of turning over suddenly came from his side. Then Fang Yusheng felt a pair of arms around his waist.

Fang Yusheng's body froze.

This is the first time Qiao Jiusheng took the initiative to hug him.

All the grievances and unhappiness disappear in an instant.

Qiao Jiusheng rubbed her head on Fang Yusheng's shoulder. She sincerely apologized, "Yusheng, I didn't mean to ridicule you."

Listening quietly, Fang Yusheng didn't answer.

"I just feel aggrieved for you. It's clear that you can't see and can't perform on the stage, but Qiao Jiuyin deliberately told me to go to the party. But you are also stupid, do not know to avoid the edge, but also to participate. I'm not angry. I'm proud of you. I've got Qiao Jiuyin's evil heart. "

After listening to Qiao Jiusheng's words, Fang Yusheng's heart was blocked, and suddenly it was unblocked.

"Are you worried about me?" Fang Yusheng's voice was tinged with laughter.

Qiao Jiusheng was silent and nodded.

Fang Yusheng turned and hugged her.

Qiao Jiusheng is not used to this kind of closeness, but she forces herself to accept it. They are husband and wife. They can't sleep in the same bed all their lives and do nothing. One day, they will cross the minefield.

Fang Yusheng put his chin on Qiao Jiusheng's forehead and sighed, "ah Sheng, your worry is very helpful to me."

Qiao Jiusheng gave a sound.

"What can I do? You are more lovely." I want to do bad things more.

Qiao Jiusheng immediately pushed him away, "sleep."

Fang Yusheng came over again. He just held her, but he didn't mess with her. The next morning, Qiao Jiusheng wakes up to find that Fang Yusheng is not bathing. She ran downstairs, only to find a piano and a violin in the hall.

Fang Yusheng, wearing a warm sweater, sat on the piano with a violin in his hand and stroked it gently.

Dawn, men, violin, constitute a breathtaking beautiful picture.