Han Qi sees Mo Xiang warm and wants to squeeze her little face.

Probably this year was the only night raised so well that the growth of baby fat.

But just when Han Qi's heart was raised, the thief's gall had been destroyed!

Night breeze grabbed his wrist and asked: "what did you just call her?"

Han Qi is not afraid of night breeze, but he knows he can't fight night breeze, so he won't be tough.

"Brother Feng, I didn't say anything."

"Is it?"

"Yes, I don't believe you asked wennuan." In a word, Han Qi throws the question to Mo xiangnuan directly, and at the same time, she signals with her eyes.

Mo xiangnuan is not vindictive. Seeing Han Qi's appearance, he cooperatively handed out the fruit platter at that time to divert the topic and attention. "Brother, here's the fruit."

For the sake of ink warming, the night breeze did not continue to care. He took the fruit in one hand and took the ink in the other hand to move forward.

Mo turns to Nuan and looks back at Han Qi. Han Qi is still waving to her.

Mo Xiang Nuan just turns his head and doesn't care about him!

Han Qi scratched her hair, feeling unspeakable in her heart.

On Sunday, yezhiruo and yeqingfeng are still going to attend an interest class, and there are two left at home, Mo xiangnuan and Han Qi.

Mo xiangnuan doesn't want to waste her time. After dinner, she goes to the piano room to practice.

When Han Qi finds her in the piano room, he sees her drawing on the music score.

"Don't you have a good memory and need to take notes?"

"Memory does not mean you can remember everything for a lifetime."

"What do you think you can remember for life?"

"People, of course."

"Ha?" This straightforward answer is really beyond Han Qi's expectation.

Mo xiangnuan simply expressed his idea, "all the things left in the deep memory are related to people, so the one who remembers the longest and will never forget is not people?"

Han Qi snorted, as if deliberately against her, "really, I'll forget you when I go back."

QAQ ink to warm state of mind is very stable, calm smile toward him, "it doesn't matter, anyway, I can remember you for a lifetime."

It's so easy to say three words in one's life. It falls in Han Qi's ear as if it's knocking in his heart.

Who in the world is doing this!

"Well, I haven't asked you, what's your best musical instrument?"

"There's no instrument I'm not good at." Han Qi's reply is very impressive! Also very narcissistic

Ink to warm really believe, "no not good at means you are good at it?"

"Why don't you think that I can't do anything?"

"That's impossible. Your professional knowledge is so good."

"You are so... Innocent and lovely."

Han Qi couldn't help laughing. He put his finger on the table and tapped it twice.

He suddenly lowered his head near Mo xiangnuan and whispered two words in her ear.

Mo xiangnuan didn't hear clearly for a moment. He asked, "what did you say?"

Han Qi sat with his back straight and solemnly denied, "nothing."

"You just said that, Qi? Ji?"

"Since you have such a good memory, guess for yourself."

Han Qi suddenly feels that Mo xiangnuan is a little sister. No, in his eyes, the little sister is very funny, especially funny!

Mo xiangnuan repeats it several times, remembering that Han Qi's father, Han Xingye, is good at musical instruments. She suddenly reacts!

"You mean guitar?"

"No Han Qi denied it.

"Ah?"

Ink to warm scratch head.

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