What is this singing?

Li Chi frowned, and his original steps towards the room unconsciously turned back.

In the house, Gu Yi held a vegetable and melon sac, and his small hand clamped the oil-stained dishes and bowls, and the brush was very numb. The little song he hummed in his mouth became more and more explicit and gorgeous, and he didn't realize that a person had appeared behind him. "The color of the untie has been fought, the busier the tentacles are, the more intimate the skirt of Zhiluo, there is no fragrance in the ecstasy, fragrant, fragrant, fragrant ......"

The little boy's voice has not yet fully grown, clear and tender like a yellow oriole singing willows, if you ignore the content of the singing, it is also pleasant.

"How fragrant?"

", of course it's fragrant to ......" Gu Yi subconsciously wanted to answer, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Li Chi leaned quietly on the side of the door, his expression was cold. He saw the little boy turn around stiffly, and the smile on his face was very reluctant. "Why didn't you say it?"

"Lao Tzu is wrong." Gu Yi shook his head desperately, and raised his hands to plead guilty.

Li Chi stared at him for a long time, until his scalp was faintly numb, and then he nodded with satisfaction and turned around, "If you sing such a song once in the future, I will deduct your honorarium once." ”

Gu Yi was even more panicked when he heard this, and nervously shook the water on the plate, "I won't sing in the future." ”

, you can get caught singing a song?

This world is too dangerous!

"Remember what you said." Li Chi snorted lightly, his wide sleeves fluttering, "What you did today, even if you do half a tael of silver." ”

", didn't you say before, count a tael of silver for Lao Tzu?" Gu Yi grinded his teeth secretly, and then he suddenly realized that his tone was really ugly, so he tried his best to make his smile look harmless. "Senior Brother Li, how can you deduct half of it silently? It's not good......"

, if it weren't for Bai Rice Cake saying that he would wipe out a tael of silver for himself today, he wouldn't have used the strength to make this lunch!

The little boy suddenly called himself "Senior Brother Li" softly and glutinously, which couldn't help but make Li Chi slightly stunned for a moment.

Now Gu Yi is also a disciple of Yun Mengze, and there is nothing wrong with calling him a senior brother. But he always felt that he always felt that listening to it like this, he had a strange feeling in his heart that could not be explained.

"It depends on my mood." Li Chi swept away the inexplicable thoughts in his mind, and looked back expressionlessly, "Do you have an opinion?" ”

"......", how dare I have an opinion!

Gu Yi shook his head honestly, and after watching Li Chi leave, he turned around and continued to wash the dishes.

Half a tael of silver is already equivalent to the expenses of more than ten days that he and A-Niang used to spend in the water village.

Forget it, let's be content.

His eyes darkened, and the bowl in his hand slipped unconsciously into the clear water with a faint oily glow.

When Li Chi returned to the room, Gu Yi's delicate "Senior Brother Li" always sounded in his ears from time to time, as well as the explicit and glamorous lyrics and songs he sang before, so he couldn't help but feel a little impetuous. Glancing at Fu Xiqin, he simply walked straight over, stroked the soft but not fragile silk strings, closed his eyes and began to play the piano.

The sound of the piano is calm, very good.

Gu Yi lowered his head to wash the dishes, still humming the tune in his mouth, but the words were all replaced with "ahhhh

He had heard before that if the swelling on his mouth went down as soon as possible, he had to move his mouth. In order to become a cute and loving self as soon as possible, he has to continue to work hard, no matter what he says.

As long as you have a small voice and don't sing the words, there will be nothing to say about the white rice cake.

Just thinking like this, the sound of the Lingling piano suddenly passed through the wooden door, filling the entire cold courtyard as if it were nothing. Gu Yicai cleaned up the house, and when he heard the sound of the piano, he just rolled his eyes speechlessly.

, don't let Lao Tzu sing, the white rice cake is playing the piano.

But where can the sound of this dead thing compare to the sound of a living man?

Forget it, whatever!

Gu Yi's room was only half cleaned up, and many scattered gadgets had not been placed yet, so he trotted back to his room and closed the door with a "bang".

The pure music woven by the sound of the piano is still resounding deeply, and the whirling trees in the courtyard are unconsciously fiddling with their branches, showing their grace. Gradually, however, the ambiguous breath blended into the sound of the piano with the fingering of the person playing the piano, and a living spring palace unfolded in the air.

Hearing the changed flavor of the piano, Gu Yi's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran out of the door, and even the bottles and cans that had just been placed were kicked directly away. He tiptoed at the door of Li Chi's room, stretched out his ears and listened carefully, like a lewd pervert.

In the room, Li Chi finally felt that something was wrong, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. His fingers rested lightly on the strings, and his face was indescribably ugly.

Unexpectedly, he unconsciously played the tune that Gu Yifang sang......

It's ridiculous!

He withdrew his finger in a bit of a panic, guessing that he had been beheaded by someone who had done such an unusual thing. After silently condemning himself for a moment, Li Chi caught a glimpse of a black figure reflected on the door, swaying and flickering.

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He had heard before that if the swelling on his mouth went down as soon as possible, he had to move his mouth. In order to become a cute and loving self as soon as possible, he has to continue to work hard, no matter what he says.

As long as you have a small voice and don't sing the words, there will be nothing to say about the white rice cake.

Just thinking like this, the sound of the Lingling piano suddenly passed through the wooden door, filling the entire cold courtyard as if it were nothing. Gu Yicai cleaned up the house, and when he heard the sound of the piano, he just rolled his eyes speechlessly.

, don't let Lao Tzu sing, the white rice cake is playing the piano.

But where can the sound of this dead thing compare to the sound of a living man?

Forget it, whatever!

Gu Yi's room was only half cleaned up, and many scattered gadgets had not been placed yet, so he trotted back to his room and closed the door with a "bang".

The pure music woven by the sound of the piano is still resounding deeply, and the whirling trees in the courtyard are unconsciously fiddling with their branches, showing their grace. Gradually, however, the ambiguous breath blended into the sound of the piano with the fingering of the person playing the piano, and a living spring palace unfolded in the air.

Hearing the changed flavor of the piano, Gu Yi's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran out of the door, and even the bottles and cans that had just been placed were kicked directly away. He tiptoed at the door of Li Chi's room, stretched out his ears and listened carefully, like a lewd pervert.

In the room, Li Chi finally felt that something was wrong, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. His fingers rested lightly on the strings, and his face was indescribably ugly.

Unexpectedly, he unconsciously played the tune that Gu Yifang sang......

It's ridiculous!!

He withdrew his finger in a bit of a panic, guessing that he had been beheaded by someone who had done such an unusual thing. After silently condemning himself for a moment, Li Chi caught a glimpse of a black figure reflected on the door, swaying and flickering.