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He dragged her up to the second floor, to the door of the innermost room on the left-hand side, the door was not locked, his slender knuckles reached into the doorknob, grasped the doorknob, turned it slightly, and then heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and with more force, the door was pushed open halfway, enough width for the two of them to enter the door.

The two of them walked in the door, and when they looked inside, there was an empty room with only a black piano in it, and outside the window was the green grass outside the villa.

Here, it is quiet and quiet.

In the seven or eight months since Jing Qingran married into the Mu family, it was the first time he came to the innermost piano room.

This black piano has a very good appearance, as black as obsidian, bright and thorough, there are often servants who come here to clean, up and down the villa, inside and out, this piano room, even if the young master rarely comes here to play the piano, the maid will often come to the piano room to clean.

The piano room is very clean and tidy, and the piano that has not been played by the owner for a long time is not dusty.

He pulled her closer to the piano and said softly, "Sit down."

Jing Qingran looked down at the leather stool below, which could accommodate two people to sit down. She nodded and sat down at the piano.

The piano was opened, the stand was in place, and then he came to the piano and sat beside Jing Qingran.

What kind of music should I play? The music scores that he practiced when he was a child are still left in this piano room, Mu Zhengchen thought for a long time, and finally, put his hands on the black and white keys, the first finger moved, and then the ten fingers slowly moved on the keys.

He played the song he was most familiar with and the best at, Jing Qingran didn't know what the song was, but he just felt that the music he played was very good, better than the kind of music that he often saw on TV playing the piano.

I played a song for a long time, Jing Qingran has been listening to it, listening to it with relish, this song is like an aftersound in her mind, and it will not stop for three days.

At the end of a song, his slender fingers rested on the black and white keys, his hands on the black and white keys, and he turned his head to look at Jing Qingran.

Jing Qingran was fascinated by it, and at this time, the sound of the piano ended, and she was still reminiscing about the previous piano sound that was similar to heaven for her.

Seeing her so obsessed, Mu Zhengchen showed a slight moving smile on his lips, when he was young, he had nothing to do, so he learned to play the piano, and it was not his parents who forced him to learn this, it was he who felt that playing the piano was not bad, so he began to learn.

The teachers who taught him to play the piano are the best teachers, and he himself is a genius who can learn everything, as long as he learns with his heart, there is nothing that he can't learn, his piano has a high attainment when he is young, which is by no means bragging! Even though he has never participated in piano competitions and never won awards for piano, his level is really beyond the reach of people who study piano like him!

After a long time, Jing Qingran relieved himself, looked back at the man beside him, looked at his handsome face, and had a lot of praise in his heart, but when he spoke, he only said this, "Husband, you play the piano so well." ”

"I haven't played for a long time, and my technique is a little rusty." Mu Zhengchen just said lightly. I don't know if he's modest or honest.

However, Jing Qingran really couldn't hear that he was unfamiliar with his technique when he played the piano.

This is true, how can a person who rarely listens to piano music hear that the pianist is unfamiliar?

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