One Child and Two Treasures: Young Master Gu's palm is full of tenderness

Chapter 239 The Young Master's Spring Heart Sprouts 2
Yiyi lotus pond, melting moonlight, where can I find the beauty in my dream?A small pavilion with dark fragrance and sparse shadows...

Gu Zhizun felt that Sansheng III's immovable mind was probably to pave the way for this moment.

He subconsciously took out his phone, trying to freeze this moving picture.

He heard the sound of his spring heart sprouting, as if a small weed grew out of the heart that had never been cultivated, grabbing his heart and lungs and dancing mischievously on the tip of his heart.

Then, he almost held his breath and walked towards her, afraid that this beautiful picture scroll was just a fantasy in his heart, afraid that if his footsteps were a little heavier, he would crush this little weed that made his heart spring.

with a trace of hesitation;
with a hint of uncertainty;

Looking over with a hint of surprise.

step……

step……

Slowly, he approached her, and when his footsteps landed behind her, he was truly sure that it was indeed her flamboyant fingers dancing happily on the piano.

The moonlight is really soft and beautiful, swaying in his heart.

He suddenly wanted to be grateful from the bottom of his heart, because he had gained an unprecedented spiritual enjoyment, and couldn't help but want to hug her and take her as his own.

At this moment, he hopes that time can be still, the atmosphere can be still, but the music will not stop, let him close his eyes and enjoy this unstoppable drunkenness to his heart's content, he feels that his unstoppable heart has turned into a pool at this moment spring water.

Turning back her eyes and smiling, she was undisguisedly charming, very natural, very ambiguous, her fingertips didn't stop, she was still playing his favorite tune.

The picture at this moment is as quiet and beautiful as a poem.

Gu Zhizun's heart beat violently.

The German poet Goethe said: Which man does not fall in love, which girl does not cherish spring?
Qingqing also liked the feeling at this moment, the breeze blew, and a refreshing rose fragrance wafted to her heart, she thought it smelled good, and the notes on her fingertips jumped even more.

He smiled and whispered softly: "You are the only way to attract men to like you. Men within a radius of three miles will have their hearts taken away by you."

Qingqing felt that it was not only her breathing that was disturbed, but also her heart was a little turbulent because of his rhetoric.

She doesn't like this kind of ungraspable waves.

In other words, it's not that I don't like it, but I'm a little scared.

I'm afraid that this kind of little fun will be made a little happy and sweet by just a few words.

But seeing that brother Zun Zun was fascinated by one of her songs, she was a bit of a villain, pointing to the rose garden on the right, "Shouldn't men give flowers to women at this time?"

Gu Zhizun smiled, knowing that she wanted to take the opportunity to leave his embrace, he didn't object, let her go, walked over, picked a rose and came back, with a smear of cynicism on his face, strode back, like a playboy, Break off all the rose thorns, with a touch of flirtatious color, put the flowers on her neckline.

Kind of bad.

Not bad enough to be obnoxious.

She lowered her head subconsciously, trying to pull the flower out of her neckline.

But the man put her on his lap again with a deliberate frivolous attitude, put her on his lap again, put his arms around her and said, "Don't move, it looks so pretty."

Where is it good?She only sees swingers trying to tease her, a good girl.

Gu Zhizun pressed against her earlobe and said, "Come on, let's play a song together."

"Four-finger flick?"

"Don't you dare?"

Qingqing straightened her back: "Whoever is afraid of anyone, play with four fingers. I will play the bass part and you will play the treble part. Let's play "Adilina by the Water"."

Gu Zhizun nodded, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you know that Adilina comes from Greek mythology?"

Shaking his head affectionately.

"There is a beautiful legend in Greek mythology." Gu Zhizun put his fingers on the keys, started the first note, and said while playing: "A long time ago, there was a lonely king of Cyprus named Pygmalion."

"He sculpted a beautiful girl, looked at her obsessively every day, and finally fell in love with the statue of the girl inevitably."

"He prayed to the gods, looking forward to the miracle of love. His sincerity and dedication moved Aphrodite, the god of love, and gave life to the sculpture."

"From then on, the lucky king lived happily with the beautiful maiden."

The woman is sitting in the arms of the man, the man's arms encircle the woman, and the four fingers move freely on the keys. The two play together, one is in charge of the treble part and the other is in charge of the flute part.

Gu Zhizun felt that maybe his voice was also heard by Aphrodite, the god of love, otherwise how could the god of love make tonight's love so attractive?
He tilted his head and kissed her face, she pouted her lips, unwilling to be taken advantage of, she also went to kiss his face, turned her face to play seriously, and bent her lips proudly.

Under the quiet moonlight, a man and a woman became addicted to playing. One after another, the whole inner house was filled with a joyful factor. Those guards who were watching the night seemed to be immersed in the taste of first love. in.

Some elders were thinking in their hearts: what happened tonight?Suddenly there is an urge to fall in love.

Qingqing blinked: "Is your heart really taken away by me?"

"What do you say?"

"If you don't make it clear, how would I know?"

"you guess?"

(End of this chapter)