Among all the musical instruments Ye Nanqian, the one he likes more is the cello.

She has never decided what instrument to use in her songs, and she is thinking about it.

Until I saw this cello.

Countless inspirations sprung up.

Whether it is the workmanship or the design, this cello is extremely suitable for her eyes.

But only its designer is Lu Xingshen, which makes her very dissatisfied.

If you really buy this cello, won't you indirectly have to get along with this cello every day in the future?

No, no, absolutely not.

The cello is not in a hurry, and there will be a chance to pick it slowly in the future.

Once Lu Xingshen, the plague god, is touched, he will be in trouble in the future.

Ye Nanqian immediately made a decision and shook his head very decisively: "I'm looking at something else." ”

Su Liuyun had her violent expression on her face: "Compared with this treasure of the town store, where is it comparable!" ”

Ye Nanqian didn't respond, but subconsciously glanced at Ye Siwen and Lu Xingshen not far away.

Ye Siwen was already chatting with Lu Xingshen.

Ye Siwen said a little embarrassedly: "Last time, I invited Mr. Lu to come to the house, but I didn't entertain you well. ”

Lu Xingshen shook his head faintly and did not speak.

Ye Siwen said again: "Recently, the cook at home has learned to cook a few more dishes, I wonder if Mr. Lu is free to ......."

Lu Xingshen didn't have the heart to talk about this kind of unnutritious day.

Suddenly, I heard Su Liuyun's dissatisfied voice: "Take a good look, open your eyes and take a look, this cello is definitely a master-level production!" You'll definitely regret missing it! ”

Lu Xingshen looked at Ye Nanqian on the side, and saw her holding the cello, but her eyes were very complicated.

It's obviously appreciative and loving, but it's mixed with complex emotions of hesitation and disgust.

But when so many complex expressions are combined, her whole person is outlined so vividly.

As she wrinkled her nose and squinted her eyes, the playful tails of her eyes drove the mole, and her smart look made her seem inexplicably eye-catching.

Lu Xingshen was stunned for a moment.

He also completely ignored that there was another person in front of him asking him questions.

"Mr. Lu......"

Ye Siwen realized that Lu Xingshen was absent-minded, and saw that he was looking somewhere for a moment, and following his line of sight, Ye Siwen saw Su Liuyun and Ye Nanqian arguing around a cello.

From her point of view, just seeing Ye Nanqian's lively and agile little girl's appearance, Ye Siwen's heart was slightly relieved, she shook her head, and sighed helplessly, this girl is really still a child, and she hasn't grown up.

Retracting his gaze from Ye Nanqian, when Ye Siwen looked at Lu Xingshen again, he was no longer looking at Ye Nanqian.

I was stunned for a moment just now, as if it was just an illusion.

She curled the corners of her lips, and did not invite Lu Xingshen again, but raised her voice and shouted to Ye Nanqian: "If Nannan picks it well, we will buy it." ”

Ye Nanqian and Su Liuyun were the culprits in the dispute, and Ye Siwen's voice was not heard at all.

"You beg me to buy it, you beg me, maybe I can think about it!"

"Hey! You minx! Are you going to buy a piano and let me beg you? Do you have a big face? ”

"It's not that you brag about how good this piano is, so if you sell yourself and boast, I'm not fooled by you?"

"Crazy girl! Just with the three words of my cousin Lu Xingshen, you go and inquire, that is a living signboard, okay? I still boast about selling myself? ”

"The live signboards are all said by other people's customers, and you call yourself a live signboard, aren't you boasting?"

Ye Siwen listened to the two of them getting more and more noisy, and her eyebrows were beating wildly.

had to look at Lu Xingshen for help, but saw that Lu Xingshen's eyes drooped slightly, and his eyelashes blocked the emotions in his eyes, making it impossible to see through what he was thinking at the moment.

But the corners of his lips, which he had been pursing gently, were now unconsciously raised, with a trace of magnetic field that was enough to melt the reborn on him.