Chapter Thirty-Eight
"Well, it's almost time for me to go back." Yi Yan was stunned for a few seconds, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Xi Feng's number.
"Hey, I'm He Yiyan." Xi Feng's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Is there something wrong?"
"I hope she can stay tonight, including tomorrow day."
"Even if you're her boyfriend, I'm not allowed to spend the night with you! Send her back to me right away! ”
"Don't worry, I won't do shameful things to Mu Xi." Hearing this, Mu Xi immediately blushed, if there was a black hole here, she should not hesitate to jump in. The other end of the phone was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth quietly.
"Tell Mu Xi to listen." Yi Yan handed the phone to Mu Xi.
"Hey, Brother Xifeng......" Mu Xi was a little weak-hearted, after all, he was spending the night at a boy's house.
"When you grow up, I can't control you anymore, protect yourself." Mu Xi really couldn't believe that Xi Feng would say such a thing to her, she thought that she would be scolded and go home obediently, but it also made her feel suspicious, because this really didn't look like Xi Feng's style.
"Okay, thanks." Mu Xi returned the phone to Yi Yan, but he didn't hang up yet, he continued the conversation with Xi Feng.
"He Yiyan, I warn you, if you bully her, be careful that I chop you!" I was stunned before hanging up the phone.
"Let's go, I'll show you around." Yi Yan took her hand and walked to the second floor, the second floor is very simple, there are only four rooms, at this time Mu Xi felt empty, such a big villa, except for the kitchen and living room on the first floor, there are only four rooms on the second floor, this feeling is indescribable, but it seems that He Yiyan is the only one in the world.
Yi Yan opened the door of the last room, and there was a lot of space inside, with a lot of gym equipment, a bunch of musical instruments, and his sketches and paintings.
"Versatile."
"When I'm in a bad mood, I often come here to work out, draw or play music." Mu Xi picked up two drum sticks and moved freely between his slender fingers.
"Is it soundproofed here?" Mu Xi evoked a sneer, making Yi Yan shudder.
"Very well, what do you want?" hugged his hands around his chest as if he was afraid of being violated, which made Mu Xi laugh.
Mu Xi sat in front of the drum kit and suddenly became serious, slowly stepped on the kick drum, Xiao Yan smiled and turned on the switch of the electric guitar next to him, brushed the strings, and gradually got on the right track with Mu Xi's rhythm, and played the rock version of "Turkish March", Mu Xi beat the tom tom and the cymbal hard, and the two enjoyed themselves. After the music ended, sweat soaked the broken hair in front of Mu Xi's forehead.
"It's an honor to be able to play music with you."
"Each other." The two stared at each other like bosom friends, and their feelings were as strong as seeing each other late.
"Let's wash up and sleep early, and I'll take you to play tomorrow." Mu Xi nodded happily, and He Yiyan led him to open the door of the next guest room.
"Let's sleep in this room tonight, I'll live next door to you, and call me if you don't have anything."
"Thank you." After speaking, He Yiyan went back to his room.
Mu Xi saw that this room was really big and luxurious. . . and very large ... She didn't know how to describe it anymore, wouldn't he be lonely when she thought of him living alone in such a big house? Mu Xi walked into the bathroom and began to wash, but the bathroom was bigger than her room, which made her extremely embarrassed...
After washing, he jumped into the warm quilt and fell asleep.