Chapter 2987

Nanrong Huai'an looks at Feng Sufei's nodding, looks at her eyes expecting to shine, and smiles.

Nanrong Huai'an's heart was soft. He never knew that Feng Sufei wanted to see him play the piano so much. He didn't even know what she thought before.

If I had known earlier, Nan Rong Huai'an wondered whether he should play the piano when he proposed to Feng Sufei that day.

That design, that scene, Sophie is more like it?

Since Feng Sufei wants to see it, Nanrong Huai'an will not refuse it. He will play it to Feng Sufei naturally.

He will do all of these.

Nanrong Huai'an dotes on Feng Sufei and says with a smile, "well, if you want to see it, I'll show it to you."

Feng Sufei stood up excitedly and clapped, "ouch..."

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei and the little girl, and couldn't help laughing. "Get ready for the piano."

There was a servant nearby who immediately understood and went to prepare the piano.

Soon the piano was ready. Nanrong Huai'an, in Feng Sufei's expectant eyes, went to the piano and sat down, then began to play.

A soft tune is played like this.

This is a music of love. It was improvised by Nanrong Huai'an according to his feelings with Sophie.

At the beginning, Feng Sufei was excited to see Nanrong Huai'an playing the piano. She just thought that she was the piano prince in the girl cartoon.

So noble and elegant, as if they don't eat fireworks.

But later, as the piano music gradually played out, the smile on her face converged, and she seemed to be immersed in the music.

Her mind can't help but flash out the little time she and Nanrong Huai'an met together. Many scenes are so clear.

I don't know how long later, the piano music stopped.

When Nanrong Huai'an came to fengsufei, fengsufei didn't return to her mind.

Nanrong Huai'an reaches out to Feng Sufei and wipes away the tear mark on the corner of her eyes. "Why are you crying?"

"Remember the past with you, little by little, remember very clearly, moved by your music."

In fact, the piano music just played is also improvised by Nanrong Huai'an, and the feelings between him and Feng Sufei, which makes him feel like creating the music just now, so he played it on the piano.

Maybe it's because of the intention to create, in the expression of feelings, so it's easy to move Feng Sufei.

"I'm not good. I played such a tune myself."

"No, it's good."

Feng Sufei reaches for Nanrong Huai'an's waist, hugs him very hard, and leans against him.

Recently, she has forgotten her original intention.

She thought that she should not quarrel with Nanrong Huai'an because of the demonic times.

After so many experiences, they can hug each other now, which she should cherish.

How can we flirt and get angry!

Feng Sufei lies in the bosom of Nanrong Huai'an, sobbing: "I'm sorry, I've been angry with you before, sometimes it's weird."

"Fool, you are a girl. This is your privilege. Don't blame yourself. I will spoil you."

The words of Nanrong Huai'an made Feng Sufei even more moved.

She hugged Nanrong Huai'an with all her strength, smelling his breath, she felt steadfast.

Nanrong Huai'an thinks that he should play a happy tune. No, Feng Sufei's mood has changed.

He still thinks her happy look is very good.