One is a naughty man, the other is without evil thoughts. The two of them got together, which caused many things that made people laugh and cry.

Yesterday, Bo Langjun said by the pool that he and Luo Jiaojiao were in love and indirectly confessed his feelings.

Luo Jiaojiao didn't sleep at all at night. The sensation of youth made her dreams keep coming. Her face turned red in the morning and her heart beats wildly.

Bo Langjun, who was reviewing official documents in the study, occasionally looked up and found Luo Jiaojiao staring at him blankly. When she saw her looking at her, she quickly dodged his eyes.

Ha! Is she shy? Bo Langjun smiled in his heart, and spring was radiating between his eyebrows.

In the afternoon, Jiang Yu walked into the study and saluted Bo Langjun. Then he walked to Luo Jiaojiao and handed her a silk roll.

"Langjun! Liyuan is going to rehearse dance music, and we disciples are going to participate!"

Luo Jiaojiao walked to Bo Langjun and bowed. But Bo Langjun extended his hand to her.

Luo Jiaojiao looked down at the silk stick in her hand, and then handed it to Bo Langjun in confusion.

Does he not believe what I said? Luo Jiaojiao thought about this and felt a little uncomfortable.

"When did Liyuan ask his apprentice to play the song? Are you sure this is Qin Li's handwriting?"

Bo Langjun pressed the silk sticks on several tables. His eyes were very sharp at this time, which made Luo Jiaojiao suspicious of what he said.

"Who else isn't Master Qin?" Luo Jiaojiao asked, flashing her beautiful water-cut eyes.

"That person who was not beaten to death!"

Bo Langjun gritted his teeth and grabbed the silk sticks on several tables.

"How is that possible! I'll go and see! If it's really him writing randomly, then I will definitely beat him up!"

Luo Jiaojiao turned around and left Bo Langjun's study. She didn't see how horrifying Bo Langjun's eyes were at this time.

The dancers in the Liyuan Song and Dance House stretched their bodies to the fullest. There were more than a dozen Qin Li's disciples sitting in the curtain behind the stage.

Qin Li sat next to the couch in his room and accompanied Ji San.

Ji San was stacking paper cranes. His expression was so focused that Luo Jiaojiao entered the room, and he didn't notice it.

Qin Li made a gesture of silence and signaled Luo Jiaojiao not to disturb Ji San.

Luo Jiaojiao felt that Ji San was as innocent and cute as a child at this time.

"Look! Is it beautiful? Your little apprentice keeps it and likes it!"

Ji San held the paper crane in his hand and showed it to Qin Li. He lay on the bed, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy.

"Give it to me?"

Luo Jiaojiao ran over and held the paper crane in her hand.

"Huh? When did you come? Qin Li! You lost this time!" Ji Sanyi shouted in surprise.

"What are you betting on?"

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the paper crane in her hand carefully and felt that Ji San was doing it very well.

"I want to write a note for you, but he said that she won't come if you write it! I don't believe it, I have to write it for you in person." Ji San rubbed his nose, turned his body sideways and told Luo Jiaojiao that the reason was.

"No wonder my husband said that the words on it were not written by Master Qin! He read it very accurately!"

Luo Jiaojiao remembered Bo Langjun's expression when he said this. But there was one thing he didn't say right, that was that there was really a rehearsal of etudes. Luo Jiaojiao could only speak ventricularly, and it was impossible to say it.

"Don't ask him in front of me!"

Ji San raised his hand and touched his buttocks, and said with his mouth.

"Okay! Let's go rehearsing the piano music, you lie down and rest!"

After Qin Li finished speaking, he took Luo Jiaojiao out of the house and came to the stage.

When the dancers saw Qin Li coming, they performed harder.

Qin Li is serious in front of others and gives people the impression that he is cold. He will not open his heart to anyone because his secret is indescribable.

Dancers are used to seeing men who can't take their eyes off when they see a woman with a slightly beautiful look, and they always feel strange when they meet someone else.

Qin Li is very talented, so how can he like those rouge and water powder? He usually doesn't want to take a look at him more.

The more you are, the more attractive you are, and Qin Li is still a handsome person.

Among his disciples, there were also many famous ladies from famous families, but Qin Li only treated them with courtesy.

Luo Jiaojiao seemed ordinary, but she was very spiritual. Her eyes were innocent and pure, without any other thoughts that should not have, so Qin Li approached her without any distance.

When the other women saw Luo Jiaojiao following Qin Li onto the stage, the jealousy in their eyes was beyond words.

Luo Jiaojiao didn't notice anything else at all, and sat next to the piano platform next to Master Qin. There was a guqin prepared by Qin Li for her.

After Qin Li sat down, he began to take his apprentices to practice the piano.

Some of the piano skills that were better than before have already memorized the piano score, but now they are just playing with the master's piano sound.

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't keep up with the beat, but just watched the master's fingering intermittently follow.

They practiced until sunset before they went back.

Luo Jiaojiao was holding the piano score in her hand while thinking about it, but she was suddenly pulled away by someone.

"Give me back!"

Luo Jiaojiao instinctively reached out to grab it, but found that the person who took her piano score was Yang Zisheng.

"Can you tease!"

Yang Zisheng put the piano score back into Luo Jiaojiao's hand, and then he gave the osmanthus cake in his hand to Luo Jiaojiao.

"I can't eat so much!"

Luo Jiaojiao opened the box, took out a piece and bit it in her mouth, and returned the rest to Yang Zisheng.

"You don't dare to take it back!"

Yang Zisheng put away the smile on his face and said in a stiff tone.

"Um!"

Luo Jiaojiao ate the osmanthus cake, wiped the corner of her mouth and responded vaguely.

When Yang Zisheng saw that there was still osmanthus cake residue on Luo Jiaojiao's face, he took out a handkerchief and wiped it off for her.

Luo Jiaojiao didn't care, just said, "I'm leaving!" Her man had already run away.

Li Zheng saw Yang Zisheng's every move. He reported it to Bo Langjun in all his heart.

"Continue to stare!"

Bo Langjun suppressed his anger and ordered Li Zheng. After Li Zheng bowed, he left the study.

Jiang Yu listened to Li Zheng's words outside the door and knew that Luo Jiaojiao would be punished when she came back. He walked to the door of the mansion and waited for Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao hummed the song and entered the mansion, and saw Jiang Yu looking at her with a frown.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Jiaojiao asked Jiang Yu as she walked. Jiang Yu asked her to be careful and signaled her to do what she had done. Bo Langjun already knew.

I didn't do anything either? Luo Jiaojiao felt confused at this time. She carefully held the Qinqu and walked into Bo Langjun's study.

"How is the piano practice?"

Bo Langjun sat behind several tables and squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Jiaojiao with a vibrant face. Her pink cheeks were full of spring, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her youth was just right.

"I'm not skilled enough!"

Luo Jiaojiao held the piano score in her hand and looked down at her toes in a hurry. She was indeed the worst-playing song among Qin Li's apprentices.

"Jiang Yu! Go and carry the Qintai and Qin!"

Bo Langjun looked out the door coldly. He already knew that Jiang Yu had gone to the mansion to pick up Luo Jiaojiao outside the mansion.

Jiang Yu brought the Qintai and Qin and placed it next to the desk in the study.

"Go and play!"

Bo Langjun's eyes moved to Luo Jiaojiao. Luo Jiaojiao did not dare to disobey Bo Langjun, so she had to walk behind the Qintai and sit down.

The piano sounded, and the thin husband listened with his ears. Luo Jiaojiao was already sweating at the tip of her nose because of her nervousness.

But this time she played better than in the Liyuan. So after she finished playing, she breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart.

Bo Langjun slowly stood up and came to Luo Jiaojiao and sat down. He picked up the piano score and started reading it.

Luo Jiaojiao, who was sitting next to Bo Langjun, became nervous again, and her heart rammed like a deer.
Chapter completed!