Nan Baoyi slowly sat upright, her eyes filled with tears.

Suddenly, she choked: "I will try to ......"

After staring at the guqin for a while, she looked at Xiao Yi in confusion, "But second brother, the master was angry with me, who will teach me to play the piano?" ”

Nan Baoyi never expected that Xiao Yi would teach her to play the piano in person.

The boy sat behind her, wrapped his hands around the piano platform, and took her hand earnestly.

His palms are slender and the bones are distinct, the spring sun through the window falls on his fingertips, and his hands are shiny and shiny, and the white jade is carved beautifully.

The rhythm is like mountains and flowing water, and his piano skills should be excellent.

And his clothes were dyed with a cold and sweet scent of water and wood, which was exceptionally clean and smelly.

Nan Baoyi likes Xiao Yi like this very much.

She concentrated her attention and showed a thousand times more energy to learn the art of the piano.

Xiao Yi gradually became distracted.

The little girl nestled in his arms, covered with the faint fragrance of hibiscus flowers.

The hands held in the palm of his hand were delicate and soft, and his little fingers were always squeamish, and as he plucked the strings, the crisp and beautiful fingertips seemed to scratch the tip of his heart, making him unable to concentrate at all.

For the first time, an eighteen-year-old boy had a different idea about the opposite sex.

I want to kiss her fingertips, I want to pinch her little face, I want to hear her call her brother sweetly and softly......

He is well-read, thinking that he has mastered thousands of feelings in the world, but in this afternoon full of spring sun, he can't face his heart.

Could it be that the elder brothers in the world have this kind of mood for their own sisters?

The tune creeps into a climax.

Xiao Yi played a few wrong tunes one after another.

Nan Baoyi faintly heard that something was wrong, and looked up at him hesitantly, "Second brother, ......"

Xiao Yi's face was as usual, "You are too stupid, you played a few wrong tunes." ”

Nan Baoyi: "......"

I really want to knock on the mallet of the minister!

Finally stayed up to the time for dinner, Nan Baoyi, who had been hungry for a day, almost finished eating three bowls of rice and six plates of dishes with the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and didn't even let go of the soup base!

She washed her face, picked up the paint and ran to the big study, and asked Xiao Yi to teach her to paint.

She studied Gongbi painting.

An hour later, she was already very sleepy, but thinking about the flower dynasty event and the scenery of Nan Yan's previous life, she could only grit her teeth and hold on, holding the chess game to learn to play chess with Xiao Yi.

It's late at night.

Outside the west window, the dense spring rain fell, the sound of plantains, and a little candle flame reflected on the Korean paper of the window lattice, faintly reflecting two silhouettes.

Nan Baoyi sat cross-legged, unable to open his eyes in front of the black and white chessboard, his little head and chicken pecking rice, and his mouth was still confused about how to play music.

Xiao Yi supported himself with one hand, and a wolfberry fragrant tea in his hand had already cooled.

He looked at the dripping and reached out to clean up the mess on the board.

The chess game he gave Nan Jiaojiao is the best chess game in the world, and if you practice it well, you can easily win against ordinary women.

It's just that the little girl is not used to the study schedule he has made.

She is so squeamish, it is not easy to be willing to learn these hours.

Although it is not yet the prescribed time to go to bed, for the sake of the first day, it is better to let her go, and it is not too late to work hard tomorrow.

He picked up Nan Baoyi and walked towards the dormitory.

Dawn the next day.

The sky is white with fish belly, the new leaves in the garden are like drops of green, and the peonies of this spring are stacked with purple and red, and the light color comes through the window, shining the mottled flower shadows under the vermilion.

When the chickens dance, the scenery is extremely beautiful.

Xiao Yi leaned on the outside of the stepping bed, admiring the arched futon, and said in a lazy voice: "Nan Jiaojiao, get up and read." ”

Nan Baoyi nested warmly in the depths of the futon, "It's not dawn yet, what's the noise...... If you quarrel again, your monthly money will be deducted. ”

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and unceremoniously lifted the quilt.

The chill is in the bone.

Nan Baoyi shivered from the cold.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes squeamishly, and reached out to pull the quilt, "Lotus leaf, you are becoming more and more dishonest." If you disturb me to sleep again, you will really be deducted from your monthly money! ”

But he couldn't pull the quilt.

She opened her eyes.

The young man in the tent had red lips and white teeth, and he seemed to be smiling.

She stiffened up and sat up suddenly, "Why are you in my bed?!" ”

After shouting, he found that this was Xiao Yi's bedroom.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she swung her tail with a trick, and crawled into the quilt!

She was clumped up in the covers, holding her hot face, her eyes dripping nervously.

She snorted, "Last night—"

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