"Give me your hand." He said.

Qin Chenchen was stunned for a moment, reflexively hid his claws, and looked at him vigilantly: "Why?" ”

Leng Mo looked helpless: "I'll teach you!" ”

"Uh... Oh! He silently stretched out his hand.

The next second, he took her little hand.

For a while, the strange warm current gradually transmitted to Qin Chenchen's body, and she looked at his side face in surprise, with an indescribable softness in her heart.

He was close to her because he was not only holding her hand, but the other hand was over her shoulder. In other words, he was indirectly embracing her.

Ears, quietly red.

Leaning so harmoniously close together, she... It's very unassuming, and my heartbeat is disturbed again.

"Don't look at me, look at the piano." He said in a deep voice.

Qin Chenchen blinked his eyes and retracted his gaze, but he was thinking in his heart: Why can this guy be so beautiful? Forget anything else, his eyelashes are even longer and curled than hers.

Sure enough, the demons are not idle people in the mortal world.

"Is there anything you'd like to play?"

Qin Chenchen didn't think about it, and directly popped out a sentence: "Chopin's nocturne." ”

Leng Mo nodded, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips. But this smile only lasted for a second, and then it froze completely. Because, Qin Chenchen actually hummed.

"Play Chopin's nocturne for you~ In memory of my dead love~ The sound of the night wind~ The heartbreak is very good~~~"

Cold ink face, convulsions... Twitch again!

Qin Chenchen blinked his eyes and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" Can't you play? ”

Leng Mo held his forehead with one hand: "No, change it!" ”

Qin Chenchen squinted his eyes and looked at him with deep contempt. "I've also heard you're a piano genius. Chopin can't play such a famous tune, spicy chicken! ”

Leng Mo narrowed his eyes: "What did you say?" Again, what am I? ”

Qin Chenchen saw a dangerous light burst out of his eyes, and subconsciously shrunk his neck. "Ahem, nothing. Change... I'll change ....."

The bodies of the two are leaning together, especially Leng Mo is still hugging her and holding her little hands, so this posture is especially ...... in the eyes of outsiders Ambiguous!

Cold ink is also an afterthought. Because when Qin Chenchen watched her speak, his shallow and fragrant breath hit his face.

It's close, it's close! Anyone who is close enough to either of them can touch the tip of their nose with a casual movement. It was even close enough that he could see himself in her black pupils.

His gaze shifted slightly, and finally landed on her chattering cherry mouth.

He thought, if a girl with such a noisy mouth is gagged... What should it be like?

After thinking about it, he twisted Junyi's brow: what the hell was he thinking?

"No, let's just change it. Look at the piano, don't look at me. ”

Qin Chenchen secretly rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, it is you who wants to be replaced, and you are the one who is not replaced, you can really toss the big guy.

It's a very sad and gentle tune. Bounce up, the technique is not difficult.

However, being taken by Leng Mo to play together, Qin Chenchen felt for the first time in his life that he could enjoy playing the piano so much.

Not just the elegant tune, but also his hands.

His hands are really beautiful. Slender, fair-skinned, with distinct joints. This is a must-have for a good pianist.

She wondered, is she that kind of hand control? They are obsessed and love for beautiful hands. She even sneaked up on him when the song was over.

Like a stealing kitten, with an innocent face and a cunning eye!