His eyes fell on the violin placed on the side of the bookshelf, and he guessed that this must be the one that Mu Jinbai "cut off the beard", and Emperor Linmo's eyes narrowed slightly.

For a moment, he looked away and pulled a copy from the shelf.

Most of the books in Junqing's dormitory are study-related books.

Music is not Dilin's strong point, and he naturally doesn't have much interest in those professional books.

Putting the book back in its place, he pulled out a chair and sat down at the table, his eyes naturally falling on the textbook on her desk.

It was a history of Western music, and remembering that she had complained to him on the phone about the contents before, Emperor Lin casually flipped through the pages.

Inside the page, there is a piece of scratch paper.

On the scratch paper, there was a sketch of a black carbon pen stroke—a sketch of his side face, and below it was the font he was familiar with.

The word "fourth brother" was originally written after "mine", but it was later crossed out, and his name was written after it-

Emperor Lin.

The date of payment is the date when she and he went to sea on the Princess a few days ago.

It's mine...... Emperor Landing?

Emperor Lin lowered his eyes, looked at the words on the scratch paper, the corners of his lips raised, and a smile appeared on his face.

It seems that this girl didn't want him to be the fourth brother for a long time.

The bathroom door slammed, and Jun Qing walked out in a loose T-shirt skirt with a strawberry pattern, still holding a towel in his hand to wipe his wet hair.

Emperor Lin pinched the scratch paper: "This is what you painted?" ”

Jun walked behind him suspiciously: "What is the fourth brother talking about?" ”

Emperor Lin sent the sketch to her: "When did you start calling me by name?" ”

Recognizing that it was painted when he was on the boat, Jun's little face was hot, "Who told you to peek at my painting?" ”

She reached out to grab the painting, and Emperor Lin raised his palm, dodging her fingers.

"You haven't answered me yet."

Jun furrowed his small eyebrows lightly and spread his palms to him.

"Give me back!"

"Answer my question."

"Humph!" She pretended to be angry, "I don't want it!" ”

Grabbing the towel, Jun turned around to leave.

Placing the painting back on the table, Emperor Lin reached out and wrapped his long arms around her waist, pulling her back and placing her on his lap.

Raising his finger to help her wipe off the water on her face, Emperor Lin raised his finger to help her straighten the wet hair on her face.

"In the future, you don't need to call me Fourth Brother."

"What's that calling you?" Jun smiled wickedly and asked, "Big brother, second brother, or third brother?" ”

Emperor Lin didn't smile, his ink eyes stared at her face deeply, and his tone was serious and serious.

"Name."

Jun's mouth opened, but it was still a little awkward.

Since childhood, she has been called "Fourth Brother" smoothly, and she has never called him by his name.

Taking a light breath, she spoke slowly.

"Emperor, Pro!"

The two words, falling first and then rising, have a rhythm similar to music.

"Yes."

The emperor responds lightly.

A change of title means the end of one relationship, as well as the beginning of another.

Jun curled the corners of his lips lightly and sat up in his arms.

"I'm going to give you a nickname, a name that only I can call."

"What do you want my name to be?"

"Well, I'm going to think about it......"

Jun tilted his head lightly, staring at his face, thinking earnestly.

Even calling the name with the surname will inevitably look raw.

Ah Lin?

The name is too mild, not like his temperament.

……

The girl suddenly laughed evilly.

"Later...... I'm going to call you big wood. ”

Big wood?

Emperor Lin frowned, a little crying and laughing.

"Am I that stupid?"