"Miss Lan, this is your palace, you can enjoy it slowly, we will retreat first." Zhao Jun retreated with his entourage.

Lan Qianyu gently stroked the piano, then the violin and the electric guitar, sighed long, and stood by the French window looking at the scenery outside in a daze.

Her mind was in chaos, Xiao Han's affectionate eyes appeared for a while, and Ye Yan's gentle smile appeared for a while, and the clips about the two people kept flashing in front of her eyes, like interlaced videos that made her have a splitting headache.

Her mood became extremely complicated, as if two forces were constantly pulling, as if they wanted to tear her heart into pieces.

She closed her eyes tightly, entangled in chaotic thoughts.

Suddenly, the melodious sound of the piano came from behind, and Lan Qianyu's heart trembled, and she turned her head subconsciously...

Ye Yan sat in front of the piano, a white suit made him look even more majestic, he played Beethoven's "Moonlight" gracefully, his slender and delicate fingers danced and danced on the keys like elves, playing a romantic, melodious, The lingering and pathetic tune penetrated Lan Qianyu's heart and touched her cold heart.

Lan Qianyu stared at Ye Yan in a daze. He played seriously with his eyes closed, and his devotion was particularly charming.

Ye Yan's piano sound seemed to have a magical power, which deeply captivated Lan Qianyu's heart. She couldn't help but walked over to sit beside Ye Yan, and played with him.

Ye Yan raised her eyes and looked at her affectionately, with a charming smile on her lips.

Like natural lovers, they have an unparalleled tacit understanding, and the tunes they play with their hearts seem to have souls, filled with countless deep feelings.

The two looked at each other and smiled tenderly and affectionately. Taking advantage of the gap between the movements, Ye Yan put a pair of big palms on the back of Lan Qianyu's hands, clasped them ambiguously, and entangled their fingers. Then, he led her to play a song dedicated to Lan Qianyu. their happy song.

When the music was about to end, Ye Yan suddenly kissed Lan Qianyu affectionately. This time, his kiss became gentle, delicate and affectionate, like a sunny day after a storm, obsessively sucking on her lips, and his dexterous tongue was skillful. He opened her white teeth, poked into them, and entangled with her wantonly.

For the first time, Lan Qianyu didn't refuse him, and sat there docilely, accepting his passionate kiss silently.

The gentleness of this man was irresistible, her mind went blank, and she had no time to think.

After a while, Ye Yan let go of Lan Qianyu's hand, hugged her tightly, moved back to the floor-to-ceiling window while kissing passionately, he nailed her to the glass window, and pressed her body tightly against her without leaving any gaps .

Ye Yan's breath gradually became heavy and quick, and the kiss became deeper. He sucked her tongue lingeringly, making her unable to breathe. The hand lingering on her chest penetrated into her underwear, and his long fingers gently teased her pink. The other hand slid down her flat abdomen, and stroked her smooth thighs, causing her to shiver, and instinctively pushed him.

Ye Yan let go of her lips, and sucked/sucked off the honey/liquid from her lips with nostalgia, her lonely thin lips moved to her ear, and murmured ambiguously: "You are always so sensitive, I can't put it down ..."

"Yeyan, you can't." Lan Qianyu murmured breathlessly, she pushed him hard with both hands, her eyes were half-closed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her face was ignited with a bewitching red cloud, full of sex appeal His chest/chest heaved up and down due to tension, and the skin all over his body was trembling slightly.

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