The corners of her lips curled, and the smile deepened. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The way he played the piano was probably the most perfect she had ever seen.

From her point of view, she happened to see his side face, knife-like, calm and elegant, young and handsome.

The straight body, the perfect lines, even the shadows are so attractive.

His usual indifferent and cold face, but at this time, he couldn't see a trace of indifference, but a warm vein.

He played the piano seriously, frowning slightly, and his fingers jumping back and forth on the keys.

A man who is elegant to the extreme.

The sound of the piano resounded in the huge piano room, and the light tune filled every corner, as if the air was filled with a pleasant rhythm.

Mu Qingqing hummed softly to the beat, she squinted her eyes, and her gaze never left the man who played the piano.

When I saw Quan Zichen, I was wrong for life.

A few minutes later, as the last note fell, his piano stopped, but the aftermath seemed to linger.

Mu Qingqing was still immersed in the sound of the piano, she lowered her eyelids slightly, listening to this beautiful piano music.

Quan Zichen walked over and touched her furry head: "How is your husband playing?" ”

"Ah, oh, no." Mu Qingqing reacted and raised his head.

"A little thing of duplicity." He laughed.

It's obviously an intoxicated look, but his mouth is hard.

"Quan Zichen, I want to ask you a question." Mu Qingqing looked at him.

Her expression was serious, and so were her eyes.

"Huh?" Quan Zichen's eyebrows frowned.

"Before, there was a school show in our school, and I played this song on stage that day, and you were the one who played it backstage?"

It turned out to be this problem........

Quan Zichen's narrow eyes suddenly narrowed, who else could he be?

Her words took him back to three years ago, and on that day, they worked together so well, almost as piano and chire, flawlessly.

"I'll tell you my husband." Quan Zichen touched her head.

"No business, no treachery." Mu Qingqing glanced at him.

Ask a question and ask conditions, this man is really a calculating old fox. Calculating, shrewd and cunning.

"Then I won't tell you." Quan Zichen looked at her for a long time.

He sat down beside her, legs crossed, half-leaning on the couch.

The long arms wrapped around her and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Can you please leave your hands and feet off?" Mu Qingqing glared at him.

"Hands and feet grow out to move, girl, give Ye a smile."

Quan Zichen stretched out his fingers to pick her chin, and looked into her eyes with smiling eyes.

"Laugh at your sister." Mu Qingqing slapped his hand away.

This beastly man, at this moment, laughed so ........... Lewdness.

In the next second, Mu Qingqing stuck his neck with his hand and deliberately threatened him: "If you don't say it, don't you say it, was it you who played the piano that day?" ”

"Do you wish it was me, or did you wish it wasn't?"

"Where do you get so much nonsense, you answer yes or no!"

Quan Zichen smiled: "You give me a smile, and I will answer you." ”

"Quan Zichen, can you still have fun? If you are asked to answer, you will answer! Mu Qingqing pinched his neck angrily, and the whole person had already climbed on top of him.

She rubbed and rubbed and rubbed on him, and a certain man couldn't hold it anymore.

She lit the fire countless times tonight, but he couldn't touch her.

One day, he will dismantle her into his belly, and there will be no dregs left to eat.

"Mu Qingqing, you call it murdering your husband. Let go, let go and I'll tell you. ”

"It's you who murdered, if I murder you, I can take your money and go to Xiaobaimi, I can find a few if I want, and I can find whatever I want."

"Out of breath."

"Speak quickly!"

"It's me."

"Sure enough, it's you, so why didn't you answer me when I came out to call you?"

That day, she called his name and called him out, but he didn't show up.

She was left standing on the empty ground, and her heart was like a desolation.

"You only let me answer yes or no, I've already answered you." Quan Zichen said innocently.

"You, you, you! Profiteer! ”

"Qingqing, can you consider getting off me?" Quan Zichen glanced at her.

Mu Qingqing's face was half red, she actually ...... Straddled him.

It's a shame......

She tumbled off him and sat down beside him like a little monkey.

"Yes, good." He pulled her over and took her into his arms.

She was tired, so she let him hold her and didn't struggle.

She narrowed her eyes slightly as she leaned against his firm chest, feeling his steady heartbeat.

After a long time, no one spoke, and there was silence in the huge piano room.

Quan Zichen hugged her, she leaned on him, just like that, leaning on each other.

I don't know where to go from here.

Back then, I mistakenly regarded love as dependence, and now I can't face it

Who can say what will happen in the future? If she is really with him, how many people will be blessed......

Even if there is no matter between the Quan family and her family, they ...... It's not appropriate either.

He is the president of the high-ranking group, with a good family background and high talent, calling for wind and rain, and guiding the country. Sometimes, when she sees him on TV, she also has low self-esteem.

She didn't deserve him, and she couldn't help him in any way. After all, she was just a fatherless and motherless orphan.

Love is a thing that will retreat in the face of reality.

Perhaps, she and he were destined to be separated......

"What's wrong, Qingqing, upset?" Quan Zichen lowered her head and rubbed her hair.

Did his tone just scare her again?

"No, I don't." She lowered her head and spoke in a light tone.

He listens to her for everything, as long as she's happy.

The heart-wrenching feeling of the past three years has already made him worse than dead.

Mu Qingqing moved her lips, wanting to speak, but she didn't know what to say.

His big hand hugged her tighter, Mu Qingqing pressed against his chest, stretched out his fingers, and silently drew circles on his shirt.

"Whoever I want to marry, do I want to do it?" She asked.

"Except for this." Quan Zichen's tone was non-negotiable.

"Oh." Mu Qingqing replied lightly.

"What's so bad about marrying me? Your husband wants to be good-looking, rich, and figure-ready, tell me about it, what else is not satisfied? ”

Mu Qingqing moved her lips, but she didn't speak.

Probably, it was precisely because he was so perfect that she felt that everything was like a dream.

Imperfect she stood beside him who was too perfect, and she was always a little ashamed of herself.

She is no longer the indomitable, fearless little girl......

"Why don't you open your mouth again?" Quan Zichen touched her head, according to her previous habits, she should have scolded him with a red face and "shameless".

"I'm speechless for you." Mu Qingqing smiled deliberately.