Mo Qianqian watched the news again, and then turned off the TV with a sigh.

At this time, the waiter delivered the food.

Mo Qianqian happened to be hungry, so he was ready to start dinner.

Beichen Shaoting was not in the room, she thought he was going to the bathroom, so she ate first.

Halfway through dinner, there was an unfamiliar piano sound outside the bedroom......

The rhythm of the piano is very cheerful, mixed with a bit of sweetness...... Sweet feeling.

It was the first time Mo Qianqian had heard such a piano piece, just listening to the rhythm in front of him, Mo Qianqian felt ...... There is a sweet sense of happiness in my heart, which arises spontaneously.

It's a magical tune...... It can make people feel happy......

The sweet rhythm continued, Mo Qianqian put down his chopsticks and walked towards the outside of the bedroom.

In the living room of the presidential suite, Beichen Shaoting was sitting in front of a black piano, playing a tune intently......

His hand...... Mo Qianqian looked at his left hand with some concern.

His left hand is still in the process of recovery, will it affect him if he plays the piano like this?

But...... After seeing Beichen Shaoting's relaxed appearance when he played the piano, Mo Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that his hand plays the piano and should have no problem.

Mo Qianqian stopped two meters away from him, stood there quietly, and quietly enjoyed this song.

She found that she seemed to be in love with the song.

That's good!

After a long time, the song finally came to an end as the tempo slowed down.

Beichen Shaoting, who has been focusing on playing the piano, finally shifted his attention to her.

"That's good, what's the name of this song?" Mo Qianqian smiled, and then praised.

She admires the person who wrote this piece very much, and can write such a piano piece that is full of emotion and can make people feel sweet and happy......

"Shallow!" Beichen Shaoting moved his thin lips and said suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Mo Qianqian was a little puzzled, why did he suddenly call her name?

And...... Beichen Shaoting has always called her by her name and surname, but now she suddenly called her shallow, which made her a little surprised.

"The name of this piece is shallow! You name it! Beichen Shaoting had a touch of helplessness between his eyebrows, so he had to patiently explain it to her!

He was just answering the name of the song!

"My name? Such a coincidence? Hearing this, Mo Qianqian was shocked and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

There is such a coincidence in this world, the name of such a beautiful song is the same as her name.

"......" The corners of Beichen Shaoting's eyes moved...... This girl...... In addition to him, will anyone else in the world write a song called shallow?

Seeing that his face was wrong, Mo Qianqian suddenly figured out what was going on, and covered his mouth in amazement.

"The author of this song, could it be you?" She looked at him in amazement.

"Hmm!" Beichen Shaoting pursed his lips and gave her an expression that counts you as having a little brain!

Mo Qianqian was surprised for a while, and then felt a little happy in his heart......

This is the second piece he has written for her.

"Like?" He asked her suddenly.

Mo Qianqian nodded hurriedly.

Of course I like it! When she heard this song just now, she liked it so much!

"I'll teach you!" Beichen Shaoting's thin lips hooked slightly, and then suddenly stretched out his hand towards her.