"Husband, I want to play the piano for you, if you're busy, just put your phone aside and continue to do things, okay? Listen and do it at the same time~"

The original owner's voice was already delicate, and Qin Gong used it with more warmth, which was very good.

Twilight put her phone on the stand of her desk, picked up the papers on the desk, and flipped through them as she said perfunctorily, "Bullet, play." ”

Qin Gong raised his eyes and swept around, put his mobile phone on the piano, picked up the guqin and sat down at an angle, just in front of the mobile phone camera.

She looked down and tried the tone.

This piano is not as dependent as each other, but it is not too bad.

The sound of the piano like flowing water continues to sound, light and active, like a girl playing. The sound of the piano gradually became sluggish and excited, like a girl's spring......

Twilight's gaze shifted to her phone, where the woman in the video was playing the piano quietly, her lips curling as the sound of the piano became more lingering, as if she were in love.

This woman......

Qin Zhi suddenly stopped playing, put down the piano and ran over to pick up his mobile phone: "Husband, husband, is it good for me to play?" It must be very good, I don't care, you have to praise me, you want ten sentences without repetition, hurry up! ”

Twilight hangs up with a dark face.

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, he felt the urge to kill her, and he even thought that if she had been obedient and didn't open her mouth, he wouldn't mind treating her better.

……

The next morning, Qin Yi picked up the car keys and chose a relatively low-key silver sports car in the garage to drive to school.

Xiao 8 sat alone in the back row: "Servant, why don't you drive that red supercar?" I think it's beautiful. ”

Qin Gong: "It's too ostentatious. ”

Little 8: "...... "Well, its host likes to keep a low profile.

Parking the car in the underground parking lot of a hotel outside the school, Qin Zhi went to the rice noodle shop at the school gate and sat down, and glanced at the menu on the wall: "Boss, let's have an egg mix." ”

"Okay, wait a minute."

“……”

Little 8 squatted on the stool next to her: "Why don't you park your car in the school?" ”

Qin Gong: "The school is so big, you have to come out for breakfast when you go in, how troublesome." ”

Little 8: "......"

It thinks it's talking to its host, forget it, stop talking.

At this moment, several boys came over together and looked around, only Qin Zhi was alone occupying the table, and there were more or less two people at the other tables, and there were no empty tables.

They sat down at her table and each ordered a bowl of noodles.

"Eat whatever you want, save your stomach for dinner at night," a man patted the shoulder of the young man with a cap next to him, "Don't hide it, there are many people who know that you are in this school." ”

The young man raised his head slightly and said softly, "How can I hide."

Qin Gong's eyes narrowed.

It's Ho Fu Sen.

It turned out that tonight was the day of their dinner, and she chuckled, "Seniors."

The man who was talking to He Fusen looked at Qin Gong and smiled brightly: "Junior sister, is there something wrong?"

"I just heard you say you're going to a dinner, what kind of dinner is it?" There was a hint of curiosity on her pretty face.

"It's our friend's dinner," he raised an eyebrow, "Is the little girl interested?" ”

"Hmm!" She nodded obediently, "I've been in this school for more than a year, and I haven't been to dinner yet." ”

He was a little hesitant: "What does the senior sister mean?"

She tilted her head: "Can the seniors take me?" I'm very well-behaved. ”

After speaking, she lifted the little 8 in her arms, and it was very face-saving.