Good evening, My flash marriage husband

Mei Leng for a moment: "no ah."

"It doesn't matter. I feel very familiar with it, like Jiang Muye." Ann whispered.

May indignant: "Ann, you should have forgotten him, he is not worth it."

An Xiaoxiao smiles and says nothing more. May doesn't know the truth. It's justifiable to say that.

Their voices were very low. Naturally, Jiang Muye didn't hear them. His attention was attracted by a white piano in the middle of the hall in the tea area.

In his sporadic memories, he can play the piano, but he doesn't know whether those memories belong to him or to Jiang Muye.

He couldn't help leaning over, and his fingers went up the keys a few times. The sound of Ding Ding Dong suddenly came up, which attracted people around him to look at him frequently. He quickly stopped.

Soon, a shop assistant came over with coffee and explained to him in a low voice: "Sir, this time is the quiet bar stage. You can play the piano in another hour or so. I'll call you then."

Jiang Mu Ye nodded: "OK, I'm sorry."

The clerk helped him to put the coffee on the table beside the piano: "coffee is our shop's signature brand. It tastes unique. I'll give you a taste."

Jiang Mu Ye nodded, waiting for the clerk to leave, he casually took a drink from the cup, and slightly picked his eyebrows.

The taste of this coffee is really unique to Her Highness.

Liu Xing likes to drink coffee, no matter it's instant or freshly ground, it doesn't taste like this.

So when the shop assistant passed by, Jiang Muye stopped him and asked, "is this the unique formula in the shop?"

"Yes, sir, you do." The assistant seemed very happy: "to tell you the truth, this formula was brought by our store manager from Jinghai. It's unique."

Jiang Mu ye took another sip, his eyes narrowed slightly, and blurted out a string of matching data and coffee baking time in his mind.

The shop assistant was shocked: "yes, how do you know? Not bad at all. This is our store manager's unique recipe. "

Jiang Makino froze and answered, "I am the driver of your royal highness, and she listened to her on the way."

The clerk knew, "no wonder you said so well. Our store manager said that the formula of coffee was indeed developed by his royal highness."

Jiang Muye nodded, and at first he couldn't sit still. A strong impulse to go out for a walk influenced his thinking.

"What's behind our bookstore?" Asked Jiang Muye.

The shop assistant thought for a moment and said, "it's a private house. You are not allowed to visit it."

Looking at Jiang Muye's disappointment, the assistant said, "but the garden outside our bookstore is also beautiful. If you want to go outside, you can go to the garden."

"Yes, thank you."

"You're welcome. Please feel free to ask me any questions."

Jiang Muye drank a cup of coffee and got up to leave. He wanted to go to the garden outside the bookstore to have a look. Maybe he could think of other things.

……

An Xiaoxiao and the designers briefly introduced the idea of decoration design.

Under the principle of economy, the essence of wholeheartedness should be retained to the maximum extent, and it is suitable for the local of country D.

The communication between the two sides is very smooth, and they also put forward a lot of reasonable suggestions.

During the break, may brought coffee and snacks, and everyone sat around the rest area eating and chatting. The atmosphere was warm.

An Xiaoxiao gets up and stretches her body. Her eyes pass by the front garden and her heart moves.

Green bamboo cluster edge, the man white shirt black pants stand out, only a glance let an small heart hard to restrain the thought of jiangmuye.

Similar movement, similar back, similar aura, and even the angle of head side up when standing are the same.

If it wasn't for Chen Dong, an Xiaoxiao was sure that he would have run down to find him.

Quietly looked for a while, an Xiaoxiao began to hesitate, after years, such a similar figure appeared in front of me day by day, will let his mood fluctuate frequently?

After a long silence, she was relieved again. Even without Chen Dong, the figure of Jiang Muye appeared in her mind all the time.

Three meals a day, I hope to be accompanied by him, walking, sitting and lying, even in a daze, I hope he can sit on the opposite side.

In this case, why do you care about a similar figure?

Thinking about this, Ann closed her eyes and turned back to the rest area.

Half an hour later, the morning communication meeting came to an end. May arranged a meal and everyone got up and went downstairs.

Out of the room, Ann heard the familiar piano music from downstairs. Several designers stood by the stairs and looked down, whispering from time to time.

Ann small also walked past, the vision falls in the downstairs, in the heart is thumping.

It's Chen Dong playing the piano.

At this time, his slender five fingers jump on the black and white keys, and the graceful Waltz pour out, which reminds an Xiaoxiao of the days when he listened to zhuxuan and Jiang Muye's four hands.

In an's small sight, the man lowers his head slightly, can't see his facial features clearly, only a clear and meaningful figure sitting in front of the piano, naturally is elegant.

"Ann, how talented are the drivers in Princess mansion?" After watching it silently for a long time, may praised it from the bottom of her heart.

An Xiaoxiao returned to his senses with a smile: "in fact, it's the first time I've heard Chen Dong play the piano."

"Great, great!" May thumbed up: "no two brushes dare to work in Princess mansion."

Soon, a piano music fell the last note, the man seems to be completely unaware that he has become the focus of the public, just sitting quietly, fingers still gently on the keys, seems to be thinking.

But it's undeniable that the music just now is fluent and beautiful. In a few years, I really can't play it to that degree.

May couldn't help clapping her hands, and everyone agreed.

Amidst the applause, Jiang Muye finally regained his mind. When the shop assistant called him to play the piano, he actually had no bottom in his heart, but subconsciously realized that he would, so he sat down on the chair with a try attitude.

I didn't expect him to play a piano piece smoothly from beginning to end!

It was beyond his expectation.

But he didn't know what he was playing.

The song was in the back of his mind and naturally became a song.

and that.

He began to think, this is probably the memory of Jiang Muye.

He got up with an air of complacency, retreated to his chair and took a sip of coffee to hide his uneasy mood.

The designers went to the restaurant with Amy. An Xiaoxiao went to the opposite of Jiang Muye and sat down. He asked casually, "I didn't expect you to play the piano very well."

Jiang Mu Ye laughed: "I didn't expect that either."

Ann Xiaoxiao: "what else can you play besides Waltz?"

"Waltz?" Jiang Muye was stunned for a moment and said, "what I just played was a waltz?"

"Yes." Ann was a little surprised: "don't you know?"