The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for eternity,

Rui Brain Gold Killer.

Festive season and Chongyang,

Jade Pillow Yarn Kitchen,

It's cool in the middle of the night.

After dusk,

There are dark fragrance sleeves.

Mo Dao does not kill the soul,

curtain swept west wind,

People are thinner than yellow flowers.

Ji Ning focused on writing down Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Yin, Mist and Thick Clouds and Sorrowful Eternal Day".

His handwriting has improved a bit compared to the last time.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is the Double Ninth Festival, and it is the Double Ninth Festival in a few days.

In fact, many of the poems at the poetry meeting were written in advance. After composing a good poem, many people often do not rush to publish it, but hide it in their hearts and wait for a suitable time to release it.

Therefore, although Qin Yuanyuan saw the sentence "There is a double yang during the festival", he didn't feel that it was too disobedient.

“…… Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. I saw Qin Yuanyuan's beautiful eyes looking at the words on the paper with a little confusion, and muttering the last three sentences repeatedly.

After a long time, she came back to her senses, raised her beautiful eyes, turned her head to look at Ji Ning deeply, and said, "Master Ji, your words are too ...... Alas, as soon as this word came out, I was afraid that the women in Jinling City would not know how much sorrow they would add. ”

Ji Ning arched his hand with a flat expression, feeling a little ashamed in his heart.

Qin Yuanyuan lowered his head again and appreciated "Drunken Flower Yin, Mist and Thick Clouds and Eternal Day" for a while, and then carefully put away the words and treasured them.

After cherishing the words written by Ji Ning, Qin Yuanyuan's beautiful eyes refilled with a smile, and he bowed to Ji Ning Yingying: "Master Ji, thank you for giving such a good word to the concubine." ”

"Miss Qin doesn't have to be polite." Ji Ning bowed his hand and said in return, "Whether the words are good or not is not up to the two of us." Maybe in the eyes of everyone, it's just an ordinary song. It's too early to say thanks. ”

Qin Yuanyuan's beautiful eyes looked at Ji Ning and shook his head lightly with a smile, and the corners of his narrow and sexy eyes inadvertently revealed a trace of charm, which was extremely charming and seductive.

"You wrote good words for the concubine, then the concubine also fulfilled her promise and taught you to play the piano." Qin Yuanyuan said.

Ji Ning thanked him and said, "There is Miss Lao Qin." ”

Qin Yuanyuan grinned, made a gesture of invitation to Ji Ning, and said, "Please go to the piano room with the concubine." ”

So, Ji Ning left the Scholar Garden with Qin Yuanyuan and went to Qin Yuanyuan's piano room.

Entering the piano room, Ji Ning found that he had already entered Qin Yuanyuan's boudoir.

Although the piano room is not in Qin Yuanyuan's bedroom, it is connected to Qin Yuanyuan's bedroom, and the nose is full of Qin Yuanyuan's woman's fragrance. In addition, the color of the piano room is pink and the furnishings are very feminine, and he can't help but feel a little nervous.

However, in addition to the nervousness, there is a faint rise of two men's expectations.

Lighting incense and serving good tea, Qin Yuanyuan's personal maid saluted Qin Yuanyuan and Ji Ning, and then silently withdrew from the piano room.

In the piano room, only Ji Ning and Qin Yuanyuan were left, a pair of lonely men and widows.

For a moment, the atmosphere became ambiguous.

"You seem to be a little nervous?" Qin Yuanyuan looked at Ji Ning, pursed his lips and smiled.

Ji Ning's palms were indeed a little sweaty nervously, and when Qin Yuanyuan asked knowingly, he smiled unnaturally and said, "Well, there is indeed a little bit of worry, I am worried that I am too dull and cannot learn the piano well." ”

"Don't worry, you're so smart, you're sure you'll be able to learn well. Besides, don't you still have concubines? Qin Yuanyuan pretended to believe Ji Ning's words and comforted Ji Ning, "Since the concubine has promised to teach you, she will be responsible for it to the end, and teach you patiently until you learn." ”

Then, she seemed to point out and said: "The concubine body is not a strict master, you don't have to be too restrained about the concubine body. ”

"Thank you, Miss Qin." Ji Ning arched his hand and said.

Qin Yuanyuan chuckled, glanced at Ji Ning narrowly, and then walked to the desk where a precious guqin was placed, and sat down cross-legged on a brocade cushion.

The greasy white Qianqianyu hand put on the strings, plucked the strings twice seemingly casually, and several beautiful and pleasant notes sounded.

"Come here, otherwise how will the concubine teach you?" She looked back and shouted to Ji Ning, her eyes were bright, sparkling, and colorful.

Ji Ning hurriedly responded with a sigh of relief, and then his heart thumped and approached Qin Yuanyuan.

As Ji Ning approached the side, Qin Yuanyuan reached out and took a brocade cushion next to her and put it on her right, and then said to Ji Ning: "Master Ji, you sit next to the concubine, the concubine is convenient to teach you." ”

"Offended." Ji Ning arched his hand, then bent down to move the brocade cushion out for a few points, and then carefully sat down cross-legged.

Although he deliberately sat far away from Qin Yuanyuan, it was still very close, and it could be said that he was sitting at the same table, and for a while, his nose was full of breathing the charming woman's fragrance on Qin Yuanyuan's body.

However, Ji Ning immediately suppressed his distracting thoughts, kept his mind tightly, and did not squint.

Qin Yuanyuan turned his pretty face to the right side, glanced at Ji Ning with beautiful eyes, didn't speak, and then turned back to Zhen and began to teach Ji Ning to play the piano seriously.

Although he has made up for some knowledge of music and rhythm in the past few days, Ji Ning's conversation and playing the piano are still zero, Qin Yuanyuan patiently taught from the most basic places, and explained it very carefully.

After explaining the various pronunciations of the first string for a while, Qin Yuanyuan was worried that he would talk too much at once, and Ji Ning couldn't digest it for a while, so he said, "Ji Gongzi, you can try to play the first string." ”

As she spoke, she let go of the brocade cushion and let Ji Ning sit in front of the piano to try playing the first string.

Ji Ning responded, glanced at the brocade cushion that Qin Yuanyuan had sat on, hesitated slightly, then moved to sit up, and immediately felt that the brocade cushion under his buttocks had a strange warmth and softness.

And Qin Yuanyuan glanced at the brocade cushion she had just sat on in Ji Ning, and immediately realized that it was embarrassing. Seeing Ji Ning sitting up, her pretty face couldn't help but blush. It's good to be veiled, so exposed.

However, she was not disgusted at all, she just subconsciously felt shy.

Ji Ning stabilized his mind and carefully plucked the first string according to what Qin Yuanyuan had taught.

Qin Yuanyuan also suppressed his distracting thoughts, paying attention to Ji Ning's plucking technique and the position of the strings, and carefully listening to whether the sound of the piano was correct.

Ji Ning was not born a god after all, and there were still some deviations.

Qin Yuanyuan's round and plump buttocks moved closer to Ji Ning, and her delicate upper body moved closer to Ji Ning's side, so that she could point out Ji Ning's mistakes.

As Qin Yuanyuan's delicate body leaned over to the side, Ji Ning immediately felt that the charming woman's fragrance on Qin Yuanyuan's body was even more fragrant, and he could even faintly feel the body temperature coming from Qin Yuanyuan's body.

For a while, Ji Ning's blood couldn't help but swell, and his body couldn't help but stiffen a little.

"It's not bouncing here, it's going a little to the left." Qin Yuanyuan said pointedly, and the Qianqianyu hand, which was as white as frost, reached over and pointed at the correct position on the strings.

For a while, the two were very close to each other like never before, as long as they turned their bodies slightly, they touched each other's bodies, and it was not an exaggeration to grind their ears and temples.