My girl,let me spoil you!

Fengcheng how did not expect, just push open the door, Mu Qinghuan is sitting in front of a piano, dressed in a white dress, smiling, "fourth brother, please sit down."

"You talk about the piano?" In Fengcheng thought, or put the middle of the word, directly talk about love on the line.

"Yes, my gift to you is playing the piano." Spent a whole day learning these, Mu Qinghuan naturally wants to make Fengcheng happy, she wants to integrate into him, as the fourth sister-in-law, she can't have no artistic cells.

"Together." Sitting side by side with Mu Qinghuan, Feng Cheng glances at the score. It's not a familiar tune. After humming in his heart, he suddenly feels that it's very interesting.

"Listen to it first." Mu Qinghuan takes Kaifeng City's paw. Her solo is not easy to prepare. She doesn't want to be destroyed by Kaifeng City.

Fengcheng insisted, "talk together."

"No, I'll talk first. This is my gift for you. Otherwise, I won't talk about it." Mu Qinghuan can't laugh or cry. Sometimes, he insists on sealing the city, which is no different from his heart. These two men are so similar in personality!

Seeing that Feng Cheng didn't retort, Mu Qinghuan hooked the corner of his mouth, gently pressed his hands on the keyboard and took a deep breath for three seconds. Then, the smooth and light sound of the piano sounded like an open water, quiet and beautiful.

At the end of the song, Mu Qinghuan poked him on the shoulder and asked, "how do you like it?"

"That sounds good." This is a big truth. However, Fengcheng was more interested in the composer. When he had a chance to get to know him, he directly asked, "who composed the music?"

"Well, this man is sitting in front of you!" It's amazing to get the appreciation of Fengcheng!

However, this is also the result of her devotion to music!

She's really grateful... For the arrangement of Fengcheng to meet her father.

If you listen to this song from the first level alone, you will listen to it as a love song. The sound of the piano seems to describe a beautiful love story.

But if you listen carefully, you will feel that there is a trace of sadness in it, because she integrates her complex feelings for her father into the music, making the notes more full.

"Really... It's you?" I'm very surprised. I'm surprised that Mu Qinghuan has the talent of music. I'm sorry, he didn't see it at all before.

Mu Qinghuan was very surprised by the closure of the city. He wanted to laugh three times with pride, but he said, "I wrote the song casually. It's my own mischief. It's no match for your talent."

"I didn't expect Mrs. Feng to be so talented." Apart from Yan nai'er, Fengcheng only promised to write songs for Lan Yu, but the promised song has not come out yet, because there is no inspiration for the time being. However, Mu Qinghuan's music has given him some inspiration, which surprised him.

"It's just cleverness." Mu Qinghuan narrowed his eyes and laughed enchanting.

"Did you write the words?" Feng Cheng asked, holding Mu Qinghuan's shoulder.

"No, I gave you this song. I don't want to make it too commercial! Just simple, express my thanks to you The implication is that this is her gift to him, no matter how much commercial value, do not sell!

As for ci writing, on the one hand, Mu Qinghuan did not have this talent.

On the other hand, sometimes music can express emotion better, and it is too stiff to use fixed words.

"But since it's a gift from me, you can help me change my style, change my tone, and make it better." Mu Qinghuan is looking forward to it. The song polished by Fengcheng must be more beautiful, because she wants to have a song that belongs to them with Fengcheng!

"Do you really want to find something for me?" Hold down the brow, Feng Cheng smile slightly, he gave blue rain's song has not done well, still need to change this song.

"I'm not in a hurry. You can do the business first and then change it. Anyway, I've delivered this gift!"

Mu Qinghuan was just about to close the piano when inspiration came to Fengcheng. First, he took a pen from his desk, then he held Mu Qinghuan's hands and painted on the score. While changing, he said, "a song is like a story. It always has a beginning, a process, and a climax..."

He bites these two words very clearly, like a tight net, which envelops Mu Qinghuan.

It's not the first time that I've been teased, but I'm not promising. Mu Qinghuan gives a Pooh in his heart and scolds himself for not being calm enough and seeing too little in the world.

"Is it high?" Thin lips close to her ear, low smile asked.

"I don't feel it. I'm not you. I can hear it if I change it. I have to talk about it myself. Oh... It's very difficult for you to change. There are so many notes. Can you express them in numbers?" Mu Qinghuan looked at the score seriously, but he couldn't understand it, because the city was sealed with staff!

Well, she's a half-way monk. She's a loser!

"In the evening, we eat out." Sexy smile, Fengcheng specially stressed, "it's time to live our world."

"No." Mu Qinghuan hammered him on the chest and struggled, "I want to go back to dinner with my son. Besides, I want to show my hand today."

"Stay with me today." Feng Cheng kisses the palm of her hand, and even suspects that in Mu Qinghuan's eyes, the heart is more important than him. You know, it's him who lives with her, not the little boy.

"Music is a gift for you. Hey, don't push your inch." Mu Qinghuan said angrily.

"There's a surprise tonight." With a mysterious smile, Fengcheng deliberately uses surprise to stir people up. Mu Qinghuan kneels down under his suit pants temporarily.

If Mu Qinghuan knew earlier, the so-called surprise of Fengcheng was to take her to the hotel to open a room to find stimulation, she would not come from it!

However, the awakening came too late. Mu Qinghuan was lying in the bathtub covered with roses, red and fruity, with his back to Fengcheng.

Gently shaking the glass in hand, Feng Cheng's hot eyes seemed to be able to see her directly through the sparkling water.

"Qing'er, come here." After a sip of wine, Feng Cheng waved to her.

Smell speech, Mu Qinghuan up a body of goose bumps, she is so big, has never been called qinger, the most outrageous is Li Tangyao that Qinghuan sister.

To say the least, she thought he would call her huan'er at most

Huan'er, why does it sound so strange?

It seems to be able to see through what Mu Qinghuan is thinking. Feng Cheng puts down her wine glass, plunges into the water and catches one of her jade feet. "Only I can call you Qing'er!"

This name is special, in this world, there will be no second man, call her Qing'er!