Hot and seductive

Some people tried their best to say that they were not angry or jealous, and when Ling Luo got home, there was an extra piano in the house out of thin air.

It must have just been moved from some piano shop, and the packaging has not been opened.

The mouth is strong and the body is honest.

"So, what is this for?" Ling Luo raised his chin towards the piano.

There was a half-flirtatious smile in his eyes, as if to say, aren't you not jealous?What is this?
Chi Youxiao was a little uncomfortable, and said: "This...is a gift from me."

"Oh~" Ling Luo dragged his voice: "It's not a Chinese New Year holiday, why are you giving me such an expensive gift?"

But he secretly thought in his heart, Tsundere ghost, he won't admit it when he's jealous.

Chi Youxiao had already prepared a set of arguments: "Aren't you teaching your child the piano? How can you practice without a piano at home?"

"..."

Gu Song listened, speechless for a moment in disbelief.

Ling Luo didn't expose him either, and chuckled with a smile, and raised his hand to touch the piano stand: "Actually, what I'm good at is not the piano, but the guzheng."

Gu Song didn't know what he thought of, so he laughed out loud.

After feeling the death eyes of the eldest brother, Gu Song immediately said sensiblely: "I'm going to fart outside."

Ling Luo: "..."

Chi Youxiao: "..."

When Gu Song went out, he closed the door by the way.

Chi Youxiao squeezed Ling Luo's hand bones, his eyes hurt a little: "You don't like this gift?"

"I like it." When Ling Luo spoke, his voice was soft: "It's just that in my yard, there are many patients and children coming and going every day. This thing will be ruined at home."

Ling Luo looked back: "Don't get me wrong that I didn't want to accept it and made excuses. In fact, I thought about buying it before, and I didn't buy it for this reason."

Since ancient times, true love is the rarest and most convincing.

When Ling Luo said this, Chi Youxiao also realized that he was really impulsive: "It's because I didn't think carefully."

Naturally, there is no reason to blame the gift giver for giving the wrong gift, but this piano is really valuable, and it would be a pity if it was knocked and broken by people coming and going.

"It's better to let you go to another garden." Ling Luo remembered that his house was spacious.

Chi Youxiao smiled happily: "Okay, I'll ask Gu Song to find someone to send it over."

Ling Luo turned on the piano and asked slowly: "You... want to play four-handed with me too?"

She didn't seem to have heard that Chi Youxiao could play the piano, but for a child from a family like theirs, playing the piano should be a necessary skill.

It is not difficult to see from Chi Yang that Chi Sheng should pay more attention to the cultivation of children, otherwise, with the family conditions of Chi Yang's biological mother, he would not be able to support a child who learns piano, and Chi Yang's piano rank is not low.

Chi Youxiao stood on the other side of the piano and looked at her from a distance: "I want to hear you play."

Ling Luo looked at him. He was such a pampered man. Standing beside the piano and doing nothing, he was already a dazzling sight. One can imagine how elegant and dazzling he was when he played the piano.

She couldn't help but glanced a few more times, touched the keys with her fingers, then suddenly paused, and said, "Do you want to listen to Guzheng?"

Compared with the piano, she actually prefers the guzheng. Although she only understands the surface, she is more inclined to the beautiful sound between the strings.

Few people know that she can play Guzheng, let alone listen to her playing it.

"Now?" Chi Youxiao hesitated.

Although I want to listen, but there is no guzheng now, so I would rather listen to the piano music.

Ling Luo smiled mysteriously: "Just wait for me."

She climbed up to the attic, and came down holding a well-packed package after a while.

He always thought that what was put in there were medicinal materials, but he didn't expect it to be a guzheng.

Ling Luo took out the guzheng: "It's been a long time since I played it, so it might be raw."

If Chi Youxiao knew how to play the piano, someone with a good temperament would naturally be able to tell the good from the bad. Ling Luo was getting a vaccination, and he was afraid that Chi Youxiao would be disappointed when the time came.

Chi Youxiao would not be disappointed because of A Luo's bad playing, and smiled gently: "In front of me, don't be too rigid about these things."

Even if you really don't play well, it's a kind of fun between husband and wife.

In fact, Ling Luo was humbled.

She played it so well that Gu Song, who was standing outside the door, couldn't help closing his eyes and listening.

Chi Youxiao was surprised by her excellence.

Others often say that the son of a gambler married a market daughter. In their eyes, a market daughter is vulgar, ignorant of etiquette and rules, let alone the vision and status of a wealthy circle, but they don't know that she is even better than those rich ladies.

He is proficient in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is even more thoughtful in etiquette and rules. He is neither humble nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Yin Haoran just came back to visit his mother today, and when he heard the sound of the zither, his figure froze in the courtyard separated by a wall.

The two families are close to each other. When Ling Luo used to practice Guzheng, Yin Haoran did his homework here. He used to think she played it for him. It seems that since he rejected Ling Luo, he never heard of it again. I never thought that when I listened to the guzheng again, the laughter and laughter on the other end were already different.

Yin Haoran stood in his courtyard expressionlessly, his fingers clenched tightly.

I don't know how many songs, the music stopped.

Chi Youxiao applauded and praised Ling Luo's superb piano skills. The few songs just now made people feel as if they were in the ancient times.

After playing and coaxing, it's time for Ling Luo to get down to business.

There is an old lady in Qianjie who is not in good health and lives alone. She wants to go and have a look.

Not long after he walked out of the courtyard with the medicine box on his back, he heard "Alo".

Yin Haoran was helping his mother wash the dishes, his sleeves were rolled up, revealing half of his white arms, he seemed to be in a hurry, his eyes were full of panic.

Ling Luo turned his head and took a slow look: "Mr. Yin, what's the matter?"

"You call me Mr. Yin?" Yin Haoran was taken aback, full of surprises at this title.

Ling Luo hooked his lips coldly: "Is there something wrong?"

Although she is well-known in this street as a skinny child and a big sister, she rarely plays with a good student like Yin Haoran, so she and Yin Haoran didn't say much about their friendship except for handing over a few love letters. sentence.

Yin Haoran clenched his fist and shook his head: "Are you really happy together with Chi Youxiao?"

Ling Luo raised his eyebrows: "What does Mr. Yin mean?"

"I regret it!" Yin Haoran replied impatiently: "I regret rejecting your confession..."

Ling Luo interrupted indifferently: "Mr. Yin, I did not write the love letter."

"What..." Yin Haoran couldn't believe it, and froze in place as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"I didn't write that letter to you, I just gave it to you for someone else. If you opened it at the beginning, you would know that the signature on it was not mine. I never liked you from the beginning to the end, and I didn't say goodbye to you." But, so, Mr. Yin, there is no such thing as your rejection of my confession."

A gust of cold wind from the air conditioner came from nowhere, and Yin Haoran shivered coldly: "You must be afraid that Chi Youxiao would find out, and made up words to lie to me..."