Chapter Seventy-Seven: Sweet Dreams

After a long while, Mu Tiancha was still lying on her stomach in the man's arms, stunned, and her brain was blank.

"Cha Cha." Yin Shaoguang's voice was extremely gentle, as if she could wring out water.

She reflexively covered her mouth with her little hands, and her guarded little eyes stared at the man's chin, which was quite shrewd and sharp.

This man!

Now, she didn't dare provoke him.

He's never been so ...... Strong, and a little fierce? I can't resist it at all.

"Cha Cha?" Looking at the girl's sharp eyes, Yin Shaoguang was a little proud, a little funny, and relaxed his clenched arms a little.

Mu Tiancha was very embarrassed by him, and the blush on his face that had not faded was quickly covered with a layer of rouge, and the narrow phoenix eyes were shining, and the whole person looked very delicate.

"What?" The girl raised her hand to push the man who was still wrapped around her, trying to leave his embrace.

"I like you so much, like you to the core. What should I do if another man snatches you away? ”

Hearing the man's sincerity and uneasiness, Mu Tiancha instantly forgot his embarrassment, and fell back into his arms, holding his chest with his little hands.

"No, it won't! You're so good, I can't bear it. The girl's glutinous baby voice was like being coquettish, which inexplicably soothed Yin Shaoguang's restless emotions.

"However, I'm so much older than you, and I spend less time with you, won't you think I'm dull and boring?"

"No, my classmates think I'm dull and boring, we're just the same."

"Well, that's good. If you're not happy, you have to tell me, you know? ”

The girl nodded obediently, and then the two happily held hands and went to eat.

Time flies, and November is at the end in a blink of an eye.

Mu Tiancha carried a shopping bag and walked back to the apartment, feeling lost.

Yin Shaoguang's man, the day before was still slimy, and the day after he was busy with work, he disappeared.

At the end of the month, she also had a lot of work, and in addition to her schoolwork, she waited until twelve o'clock on two occasions and did not see him come back.

No wonder this person suffered from gains and losses a few days ago, his work rhythm is really not something ordinary people can adapt to.

Having saved the file, she looked at the time that had jumped to 00:00 and turned off the computer.

When I came to the living room, I pulled the blanket on the sofa and covered myself a little, and played with my mobile phone. Within two minutes, my little head tilted and I fell asleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, Yin Shaoguang returned home and saw a girl curled into a small group on the sofa. Maybe it was because of the cold, the little feet exposed unconsciously rubbed against the blanket next to her, her brows were tightly locked, and she slept very unsteadily.

Yin Shaoguang glanced at his coat that was almost covered with frost, his hands that were cold by the night wind, and went back to his room to wash as quickly as possible, and changed into soft and comfortable home clothes before going to the living room.

He gently touched the girl's face, picked her up with a blanket, and sent her back to her room.

After changing the quilt for the girl, although he was very reluctant, he still let go of her warm hand and prepared to go back to the room to sleep.

In order to free up the weekend time, he has been working at a high intensity every day for the past few days, and he is very tired.

"Shaoguang ......" The girl's mosquito-like voice came from behind her, looking back at her constantly trembling eyelids and small arc waving hands, she finally restrained herself, and her decision to leave was instantly shattered.

His affectionate gaze fixed on the girl, and then he walked back to the bed, and neatly slipped into the quilt and carried her to sleep.

Mu Tingcha slept very peacefully, and she had a beautiful and romantic dream.

In the dream, she returned to Tengyue Ginkgo Village. Under the warm and bright autumn sun, there are butterflies flying small golden fan leaves everywhere.

Yin Shaoguang hugged himself, the fresh and good smell on his body came to his face, and he kept spinning in circles, and he was so happy that he was about to fly.

Until she opened her eyes, the girl's heart was full of happiness, and the smile on the corner of her mouth did not dissipate.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the man's fair and handsome face came straight into his eyes. She was a little panicked, remembering that she was obviously sleeping on the sofa, why was she lying with Yin Shaoguang again?

blushed for a few seconds, and hypnotized himself again, well, it wasn't the first time, so he carefully prepared.

As a result, after only moving, he was fished back into his arms by the man who was still next to him, unable to move.

Scratching the man's puffy eye bags with her fingers, she was very distressed, obediently leaned back into his arms and fell asleep.

It wasn't until noon that Yin Shaoguang opened his eyes and looked at the little girl who was cowering in his arms and didn't dare to move, and squinted his eyes from time to time to peek at himself, and his mood was indescribably beautiful.

In the afternoon, as soon as Mu Tiancha entered the teahouse, he was dragged aside by Yu Ruoqing, and said mysteriously: "Chacha, why did you come?" I've been waiting for you all morning! ”

"Well, something." Mu Tiancha replied unnaturally, and two faint blushes appeared on her face.

"If there's something, there's something, what are you blushing?" Yu Ruoqing's little magpie chatters.

Mu Tiancha looked at the sky speechlessly, did she let her say that she had slept at home all morning, or did she accompany her fiancΓ©?

"I won't talk to you about this, you can take a look at this!" Yu Ruoqing dragged her to Songshi Residence, picked up a long and narrow box placed in the corner of the wall, put it on the tea table and opened it.

Lying in the box is a plain guqin.

Mu Tiancha plucked it gently, and the sound of Qingyue's long piano sounded very pleasantly.

"Good piano!"

"Sure enough, you think it's good, don't you? Although there is still a gap between it and Uncle Ye's master-level works, it is already very good. ”

"What is this?"

"Zhaochen sent it over." Yu Ruoqing's hand rubbed the piano bed intentionally or unintentionally, and her eyes were full of nostalgia.

"Cha Cha, you know what, I have known him since childhood. While the other teenage boys were going crazy on the playground and riding their bikes around, Zhaochen sat alone in a boring studio, learning the basics of playing the harp from his father over and over again. ”

Wood and a carving knife were his only toys. Sometimes I don't cry when I cut my hand, I bandage it and continue. ”

"At that time, I thought, I like such a quiet and serious little brother, I want to marry him when I grow up! That's all I had as a teenager. ”

"But later, especially after getting to know you, I realized that I was too naΓ―ve."

"I asked my father to divorce and return the piano, but I was actually still very sad. I don't want Zhaochen to become a philistine utilitarian, it's actually my own problem. Anything that is too idealistic is a castle in the air. ”

"Now, Zhaochen can stick to his original intention and return to the road of playing the piano wholeheartedly, I am really happy for him."

Mu Tingcha listened to her quietly, and finally asked, "You accept the piano, what about you?" ”

"It's like a ritual to say goodbye to the past. This piano is Zhaochen's little brother's blessing to me! ”