The old bustard's palms were sweaty, and pulling Xia Ling's hand also made Xia Ling very uncomfortable.

She furrowed her brow and sat down at the round table.

When she sat down, the man's eyes were locked on Xia Ling's body, and here, the old bustard got up with a smile.

"Okay, Master Fan, now Miss Qinghe is also here, do you want to listen to the piano or listen to the music, it's all done, the command is ~ there is no one who can't be our Qinghe girl!"

She smiled at the man first.

Then, he told Xia Ling, "Qinghe, our Fan Ye is a famous jade-faced boy in the capital, you have to entertain him to me, don't slack off, you know?" ”

The bustard's tone was not polite, Xia Ling's eyes were cold, and he didn't give her face.

glanced at her lightly, and lowered his eyes.

"You ......" The old bustard was a little faceless, and wanted to have a seizure, but he could only endure it.

She glanced at the room and the little boy Fan, whose eyes seemed to be glued to the girl.

The old bustard's inverted eyes flashed.

She quietly exited the room, closed the door of the room, and took a sip.

I was very dissatisfied with Xia Ling's face just now.

Collect the small movements and sounds of the bustard outside the room into your ears.

Xia Ling cleaned his hands and burned incense, then sat down behind the guqin again, and gently plucked the strings a few times.

"Master Fan, what do you want to hear?"

Her voice was cold.

glanced at that Fan Gongzi, and his whole expression was also faint, and he didn't give him a good face.

But this Fan Gongzi seems to like Xia Ling's cold face.

The more she was like this, the more excited he looked at her, and the excitement in his eyes grew.

"I want to listen to "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", Qinghe, can you play it for me?" He asked affectionately.

That day, he sat in the No. 1 room of Tianzi, watching the girl play "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" to Qin Lang so affectionately, and the affectionate appearance of ice and snow still often appears in Fan Yu's heart.

He read all over the flowers, and he liked this unique taste.

At the beginning, he was Qinghe's gold master, just to let this ice beauty show him the most special side.

However, Fan Yu never expected that this ice flower would be climbed and folded first.

But it doesn't matter, what you can't get, destroy it, it's more enjoyable......

"No." Xia Ling didn't look at him, and stroked the strings lightly, "I'll only play that piece for one person." ”

Fan Yu smiled: "Is it that Qin Lang?" ”

He is good-looking, looks dressed up, and is also a rich son.

In this room, the candle flame was shining, and his vain face could already show that he owed too much in the valley.

"Well, it's him." Xia Ling glanced at Fan Yu's smiling face.

Very fake, like a poisonous snake......

The smile on Fan Yu's face was retracted little by little, and he said solemnly to Xia Ling:

"Okay, Qinghe, I respect you, although I have liked you for so long, as long as you feel happy, I don't care."

Glancing at him, Xia Ling was indifferent, "Master Fan, you bought me for an hour, do you just want to chat with me like this?" It's okay, then I don't have to play the piano, just to save some effort. ”

Xia Ling is an Oiran and only receives one guest a day.

Qingqi, don't sell your body.

An hour, chatting, singing songs, can pass quickly.

At the beginning, the incense that Xia Ling lit next to the piano was also the function of timing, as long as the incense burned out, it meant that the time had come.

Fan Yu, who was pouring out his heartfelt feelings, was suddenly interrupted by Xia Ling, and his expression was a little stiff.