Chapter 172: Destiny Shura in Hell

Enter the main residence of Nan's Manor.

Most of the people who came to the birthday party have already left.

Half of the people naturally didn't stay to eat cake......

In the hall, the melodious sound of the piano sounded.

The rhythm of the piano is very light, as if it is deliberately played like this, and when you listen carefully, it will make people feel like they are getting better and better, and they are relaxed and happy.

"Brother, Lao Tzu is back!"

An inappropriate, very vulgar female voice suddenly broke the melodious sound of the piano.

Everyone: "......"

Nan Xianyuan was wearing a white tuxedo and a black bow tie, with an outstanding temperament and a warm and moist jade.

At the end of the song, he slowly stood up and turned around.

The transcendent face, like a landscape painting, makes countless women flock to it.

However, for a person with the status of Nan Xianyuan, Xiao thinks that although there are many celebrity women in him, there are very few celebrity women who really want to conquer him.

He is a black-and-white all-you-can-eat young gang leader.

A man who walks on the tip of a knife and underground munitions, with a lonely and unpredictable personality.

The women didn't dare to control him, because if they couldn't control it, the final result would be broken bones.

Gentle and elegant, laughing and talking with others is just a disguise shell for him. If he takes off his disguise, he is actually a strong man who hides the deepest, and when he is really ruthless, he is the life-seeking Shura who crawled out of hell-

Nan Xianyuan didn't pay attention to Nan Xiaoxiao, he smiled faintly, and bowed slightly to the guests present: "The playing has been completed, please feel free." ”

"Bang bang."

The middle-aged man with a big belly stood up, clapped his hands, and said: "Yuan Shaoqin's skills are very good, and the song "Banquet" makes me feel relaxed and happy, and my heart is reminiscent." ”

Nan Xianyuan smiled and bowed, and his voice was warm: ""Banquet" is my favorite score. ”

The middle-aged man nodded: "I see." ”

Because I like it the most, I play it the best.

Nan Xiaoxiao saw that her brother didn't care about herself, so she walked over leisurely and walked to Nan Yanyuan's side: "I said brother, you play the piano every day, aren't you annoyed?" ”

Nan Xianyuan didn't look back at Nan Xiaoxiao.

He just replied lightly: "You don't learn all day long, and you don't feel troubled." ”

"...... "What is this called a fallacy?"

Not learning and not knowing how to do it is her greatest source of happiness.

What's annoying?

She's sick in the head!

Some of the people present looked at Nan Xiaoxiao, although they had a general understanding of Nan Xiaoxiao's temperament, but due to the distance of identity, they still nodded to Nan Xiaoxiao one by one and showed goodwill.

Nan Xiaoxiao sighed: "A group of pretending guys, very fake." ”

Everyone: "......"

When Nan Xianyuan heard this, he looked sideways, "Do you know what you're talking about?" ”

Receiving Nan Xianyuan's warning gaze, Nan Xiaoxiao winced, "Uh, I didn't say anything just now." ”

Looking at Nan Xianyuan's unfathomable eyes, Nan Xiaoxiao was afraid in her heart.

But—

"Brother, you promised me that as long as I reformed, you would not control my freedom." This is something that has been said in advance.

"Have you ever reformed yourself?" Nan asked originally.

"Uh...... isn't it changing!

"Brother, let's not talk about this yet, you come with me, I'll show you a surprise." While speaking, Nan Xiaoxiao was about to pull Nan Yanyuan's clothes.

Nan Yanyuan casually avoided: "Talk to me after washing your hands." ”

With that, Nan Yanyuan turned around and went upstairs.