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Chapter 587

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At the luxurious dining table, Chu Yan was intoxicated.

Holding blueberry fermented juice in her hand, there were tears in her eyes.

Staring at the piano table over there, her single beautiful tutor.

Cheng Yingxue was still immersed in playing and couldn't extricate herself.

But under her gold-rimmed glasses, her beautiful face was already filled with tears.

Under the light of the private room, it was crystal clear and bright.

The beautiful professor, who was as cold and arrogant as ice and snow, now felt a bit more sad.

Heart-shaking!

Song Sanxi took a few deep breaths to calm down the feeling in her heart.

He remembered that Chu Yan had said that Cheng Yingxue had been waiting for someone.

And at this time, the sound of the piano is not a kind of sadness?

As a result, a person with a tough heart like Cheng Yingxue is also extremely weak.

She was crying and playing. Did Chu Yan understand the sound of the piano?

Or did watching her cry trigger a woman's natural sympathy and resonate with her when she cries?

But Song Sanxi understands!

When true love comes, men and women are both passionate, sensitive, strong and fragile.

Chu Yan noticed him coming in.

I quickly wiped away my tears, smiled, and wanted to say hello.

However, Song Sanxi stretched out his hand to signal her not to move, to be silent and let Cheng Yingxue finish playing.

Chu Yan nodded, looked at the instructor sympathetically, and listened silently.

Song Sanxi quietly went over and gave her a candied haws of sugarcane.

Chu Yan was surprised.

This is an old thing that I haven’t eaten in years.

She couldn't help but smile, her eyes seemed to say: Mr. Song, do you think of me as a child?

But she still took it.

One sniff, wow!

I almost screamed.

This sweet and intoxicating fragrance made her excited.

So I just took a bite without affecting the instructor's playing.

Chew it and taste it.

Then, everyone was stunned.

The small red lips, when opened, can hold an egg.

Song Sanxi quickly reached out and pressed her down, preventing her from screaming.

Chu Yan, with a look of admiration on her face, nodded.

I can’t even imagine that Mr. Song’s culinary skills are too strong!

She has never eaten such delicious candied haws.

I couldn't help but close my eyes, chew and taste.

That harmless little face was filled with a look of happiness.

Like a young girl who just graduated from high school.

She was immersed in beautiful pleasure.

It seems like I have returned to my childhood, as if I was soaked in warm honey, and I am so happy

Song Sanxi smiled calmly and sat down on the sofa next to her.

Every woman has a devil called a foodie living in her heart?

He closed his eyes and listened quietly to Cheng Yingxue's piano.

Savor the emotions inside.

Unconsciously, I speculated about that story.

What kind of story?

Her piano sound and technique are also considered mature.

However, the fluctuation of emotions gradually made the fingering a little chaotic.

The sound of the piano has a somewhat fragmented feel.

Finally, there was a loud bang of the keys, and the lingering sound was vibrating.

Song Sanxi was frightened and opened his eyes.

Chu Yan jumped out of her enjoyment of the candied haws and looked over in surprise.

I saw Cheng Yingxue lying on the piano keys.

At this time, there are no coats, only gray and coffee-based foundations.

The profile of the body is still charming.

The back curves into a graceful arc.

However, his shoulders were hunched.

The hair trembled slightly.

She was crying, but silently.

This situation makes people feel extremely distressed.

Chu Yan got up and wanted to go over and comfort her.

But Song Sanxi had already stood up and signaled her not to move while he came.

Song Sanxi picked up two candied haws and walked towards Cheng Yingxue.

Chu Yan was shocked, but she smiled.

She took another bite of the candy and said to herself: Mr. Song, you did a great job! When you are in a bad mood, sweetness is the most important thing.

After a while, Song Sanxi came to the piano.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the hot-smelling candied haws skewers came close to Cheng Yingxue's head.

The aroma irritated her a little.

She smelled it.
Chapter completed!
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