Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 483, Thousand Trees, Come!

Every note is just right, there are a few tones that are obviously adjusted, more twirling, beautiful, and romantic.

He is like the king of Cyprus in mythology.

Lonely and longing for love!

After leaving the castle, in order to live a life, she has rarely touched the piano these years. When she is learning to play the piano, every time she stays with her, she will remember the days in Paris.

Except for the nightmare of that night, those days were full of happiness and happiness for her.

Even if the night tomb is always difficult for her, it is sweet to remember.

The lights in the banquet hall were dimmed, and a white light hit the night tomb. The strong white light made him look like jade, quiet and picturesque, melodious piano music, floating in every corner of the banquet hall, the lights fell on In his amber eyes, he fell like a star.

This starlight fell on Shen Qianshu.

The crowd became the background board, and only her in her eyes.

She has a familiar and romantic note under her well-defined hands. She is like a sly, and her body and mind are confused.

White shirt, black piano, he is like her white prince in the dream, stepping on the wind and the rain of the sword, she can't wait to grow her wings, flew to his side, heard a voice saying that you are missing him. Ribs.

The Bible says: A woman is made of a rib that God took from a man. Therefore, in the vast sea of ​​people, there is always a woman who is the rib of a man. Only when this rib is found, life will become complete.

Eve is Adam's rib.

She is the rib of the night mausoleum!

One song, the last note fell, and on the third day of the beam, the banquet hall seemed to be pressed by the pause button. After five or six seconds, a thunderous applause broke out. The piano of the night mausoleum has reached its peak and listened. In every individual's ear, it is a kind of enjoyment, an ultimate enjoyment.

The night mausoleum penetrated the crowd and landed on Shen Qianshu. "This song is the one that I was most troubled when I was in the past. I listened to a song that I often listened to. Thanks to the people who played that year, she brought me a dark life. Beam of light."

The night mausoleum slowly rose and reached out. "Thousand trees, come over!"

The crowd whispered a whisper and automatically gave up a road, all eyes on Shen Qianshu, she became the focus of the audience.

Shen Qianshu’s heart leaps and bounds, and it’s hard to be self-sustaining. The heart is mad, an unspeakable emotion and sourness fills the chest. She slowly walks toward the night tomb. This road, she escaped and went to the ramp, they used to Pushing each other away, but finally returning to the right track.

They have been on this road for seven years.

"Is the night mausoleum talking about Shen Qianshu? It’s so romantic, I want to fall in love."

"I didn't expect the night's **** wrists, there are such romantic cells, so sweet, I really envy Shen Qianshu."

"Is the person he said is Shen Qianshu? Is the student of the Night Mausoleum in the jewelry competition Shen Qianshu? Is it teacher-student love?"

"They met them seven years ago? The son of Shen Qianshu is the night mausoleum?"

"A handsome, a beautiful, let me separate the wall!"

Men and women in the crowd are like chicken blood, some people envy, some people are sour, some people are jealous, Li Zhiyuan is standing in the corner far away, his eyes are bright, he is like the guardian of the night!

Night Mausoleum... Night Mausoleum... He finally knows where he is not as good as the Night Mausoleum.

courage!

(End of this chapter)