"Huh?"

Rong Yu was still immersed in the joy of seeing his mother, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and he didn't hear his words too clearly, but he looked at him, and his eyes were a little hotter.

Hmm~ The little claws of the mother are so white and beautiful, no wonder even the hermitage who has always been ascetic and has a very high vision has been attracted.

But in an instant, Rong Yu suddenly had a strong sense of crisis: Oh no! Someone wants to rob our mother again!

Even the best brother is negotiable!

Lan Jiaojiao stared at the master for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the two handsome guys were staring at Lan Hibiscus, and they didn't even give her a look.

Immediately, he pinched his nails into the palm of his hand.

She felt the need to find a sense of existence, after all, she was a genius, and Hibiscus was just a piece of waste, and smart people knew who to choose.

But before he could speak, he heard Zhang Mai's voice ringing:

"Confused? Why are you here? ”

Zhang Mai obviously knows Rong Chao, after all, Rong Miao is a superstar in the music world, and before that, the two had also intersected, but they didn't know each other very well.

Seeing this time, Zhang Mai looked a little surprised, and subconsciously frowned.

"That's right, the hotel isn't owned by your family, why can't I be here?"

Rong Confused's casual posture, the tone is also lazy, but inexplicably a little flat.

He stared at Lan Hibiscus as his gaze moved away from her, and raised his eyebrows at Zhang Mai, with a hint of arrogance and disdain.

"You just said that the song is not called 'garbage', don't you like it?"

Zhang Mai's eyes were sarcastic, after all, singing is singing, and the piano is only an entry-level at most, not professional at all.

Rong Yu didn't answer him, but put one hand in his trouser pocket and walked towards Lan Hibiscus......

The posture looks quite elegant and calm, in fact, God knows how nervous he is at the moment, his palms are sweaty, and even if you look closely, he seems to walk with some hands and feet.

The closer he got to Hibiscus, the more nervous and excited he became, as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

It was only a few steps away, but it seemed that he had walked for centuries before he finally came to the front of his mother.

He tried to keep himself calm, because he knew that first impressions mattered, so he tried his best to put a sinister smile on his face, looking warm and charming, and then held out the hand that he thought was better looking at Hibiscus.

"Yes...... Can you lend me the sheet music? ”

He found that his voice was unstable, his dark brown eyes staring at her without blinking, and the roots of his ears were already red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It can be seen how nervous he is.

Fortunately, I have seen the world, and ordinary people don't see anything unusual.

His voice is really good, and if Lan Hibiscus was his fan, he would have blushed and screamed at this time.

Then look at the hand he stretched out, slender and fair, with distinct joints, and neatly trimmed nails.

After almost passing through so many faces, Lan Hibiscus had already practiced her ability to observe words and colors, and she naturally saw the strangeness of Rong Rong, but she quietly bowed her head and handed over the score.

When Rong Yu took it, I don't know if it was nervous and trembling or if it touched her fingers intentionally or unintentionally.

Then he took the sheet music casually, and the moment he turned around, he subconsciously glanced at the master at the door.

As if with a provocation to say: the hands are so soft, super easy to touch.

Qin Yin's smoking action paused, and the bottom of his dark eyes sank a little imperceptibly, and a faint cold light appeared.

Wang Ba cake, don't think Lao Tzu didn't see it!

In fact, Rong Yu's heart was screaming wildly: Whoa, I've touched my mother's hand! Oh my God, I'm not dreaming!

"Is this just the first half of the score? Did you bring it in the second half? ”

Rong Yuqiang suppressed his fluttering mood, sat in front of the piano, glanced at the sheet music in his hand, and then looked at Lan Hibiscus and asked, inexplicably looking forward to it.

He believed in his own vision, and always felt that the strength of this piece should lie in the second half.

"Yes."

Hibiscus bowed slightly, unhurriedly, reaching out and pulling out the second half of the sheet music from his pants pocket.

Since people say that her music is garbage, it is indeed necessary to take out the second half, so that Zhang Mai can see whether it is garbage or not.

Rong Yu was about to take it when a large bony hand suddenly stepped in and snatched the score ahead of him.

Even, he watched the devil's claw, like him before, secretly poking and pretending to 'accidentally' touch the finger of the mother-sama.