This change comes from the shock of Tong Bao's mother.

"Uncle used to play wrong," explained Han. Uncle used to think that whether it is the eternal love, or everlasting friendship, should be heavy. Now my uncle's mood has changed. My uncle thinks that, no matter love or friendship, we don't care about the grandeur and grandeur, but we should care about eternity!

It's as eternal as a stream of water

"I think uncle played well last time, and this time he played well too."

When Yan Zheng came in with fruit juice, he heard the king flatter him.

"Was it teacher a Yue playing it just now?" Yan Zheng was surprised.

Tong Bao nodded, "of course."

"No mistake?" Yan Zheng attached his mouth to Tong Bao's ear.

Tong Baodao: "Uncle plays very well. Skillful fingering, as well as their own skills, can pop up majestic scenes, but also can pop up a long stream of tender feelings. I've learned a lot from my uncle. I have a sense of enlightenment. "

Yan Zheng has a flat mouth. Skeptical, "is that true?"

How could Zhan hanjue not hear Yan Zheng's query about himself? His eyes were covered with cold. His slender and beautiful hands were placed on the keys, and suddenly he played a piece of "little man" with great momentum.

With a deep smile, Tong baobie said with a deep smile: "uncle, this song" little people ", with a dull and complicated tone, shows the sadness of those small people who are narrow-minded and have a deep understanding of people's hearts."

Yan Zheng smell speech, handsome face a collapse, "elbow to the outside of the small things."

Then he went out of the room in a stuffy voice.

Tong Bao and Zhan hanjue look at each other and smile.

At lunch time, Tong Bao pitifully asked him to stay with him and said, "uncle, you can stay and have dinner with me. My parents are not coming back. I'm lonely eating alone

Yan Zheng pointed to his nose, "I am not a human being?"

Tong Bao hated uncle's sabotage and glared at him fiercely, "uncle, I always regard you as the second ha of the family."

Yan Zheng glanced at husky on the balcony. His eyes were so silly and stupid.

Yan Zheng was a little bit loveless.

"Good." Zhan hanjue gladly accepted Tong Bao's request.

I don't know why, for Tong Bao, he has a feeling of irresistible and unwilling to resist.

After the servant brought the lunch to the table, Tong Bao sat next to Han hanjue, and Yan Zheng sat opposite them.

Seeing a table of light food, Yan Zheng, who likes heavy taste, has no place to land with chopsticks. "How is it all light?" he complained bitterly? How about preparing a dish for me

At this time, the servant put a dish of pickle in front of Yan Zheng. Yan Zheng glanced at the servant with a meaningful look. "My status in this family, I only deserve a dish of pickle?"

The servant explained, "master Yan, the lunch was ordered by master Ye Feng."

Yan Zheng said, "I know."

Then he looked at the warlord bitterly and said, "teacher ah Yue, don't you know if these dishes are to your taste?"

"I'm not picky about food," Han said

Yan Zheng was so angry that the table was made for him. Of course he's not picky?

"By the way, who are there in miss a Yue's family?" Yan Zheng pretended to be in a family with him, aiming at fighting in a routine way. How does Han Jue feel about his current wife.

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