With the passage of time, Qi Li came to the beach early, the brightly lit seaside, hung with romantic balloons, and a double seat.

He didn't sit down, but just looked out at the sea, his deep eyes not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a melodious piano sound sounded, pulling his mind to the place where the sound came from.

Chi Yao, who was dressed in a pure white dress, sat elegantly and quietly in front of the piano, playing this unknown tune with all her heart, but her serious appearance in this brightly lit place inexplicably added a halo to her.

His dark eyes were a little dark, looking at the woman in front of the piano, his white fingers flying between black and white, and he couldn't help but be obsessed with it.

Although he couldn't understand it, he knew that Chi Yao was exceptionally beautiful at this time, which made him can't help but be moved by her again.

He walked up to her, waited for her to finish the song, put his hand in front of her, and waited for her response.

Chi Yao gently placed his hand in his palm, and the soft skin touched his palm, making him clench.

He took her by the hand and came to the seat, gently pulled her away, and when he saw that she was seated, he sat down closely.

The ambiguous and warm light hit the faces of the two, adding a touch of tenderness, but it can make people see the feelings in their eyes.

The lingering lights, the ebb and flow of the sea gently lapping the reef, and the gentle moonlight falling on the surface of the sea, scattering a little silver light.

Looking at Chi Yao's face, in the atmosphere at this moment, he inexplicably softened his eyebrows, and the tenderness under his eyes tightly surrounded her, obsessive and affectionate.

He took her hand on the table, and gently dropped a kiss on the back of her hand, restrained and ascetic love fell on her hand, and her heart burned with it.

She kept silently chanting in her heart: Chi Yao, remember, this is acting.

She pinched his chin lightly with her backhand, got up slightly, and pulled him in slightly, her hair falling on her shoulders, her fingers rubbing his thin lips slightly.

Just when he wanted to get close to the kiss, Chi Yao staggered to avoid his kiss, suppressed the emotions in his eyes, looked at him with clear eyes, and ate the things on the table as if nothing had happened.

Qi Li licked the place where she had rubbed it, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the lust under his eyes was lowered.

"You can't be talking about this song as a mysterious gift, right?"

Qi Li looked in her direction and asked curiously.

Chi Yao, who finally waited to provoke the topic, clapped her hands happily, took out a ribbon from the dining table next to him and put it on, pulled him up, and guided the direction.

Qi Li, who had no vision, was uneasy, but Chi Yao's hand soothed his emotions and kept him from being irritable.

He pursed his lips, the sudden darkness made him feel uncomfortable, and he even felt the urge to tear the ribbon off.

"Don't be afraid, I'm there for you."

The sweet voice soothed his emotions and kept him from feeling isolated.

Finally Chi Yao stopped, and the holding hand suddenly loosened, and he wanted to look for her hand insecurely, but he didn't find it, his fingertips curled up slightly to show his uneasiness.

He wanted to take off the ribbon, but he was afraid that he would make Chi Yao angry, so he just froze in place and didn't dare to move.

It wasn't until he felt a pair of hands taking off his ribbon, the soft touch slightly obscuring his eyes, that he didn't let go until he felt a little used to it.

(End of chapter)