Chapter 153: Do you know that you are so blatantly grateful 7
"Aunt Ling, no, it's delicious, it's really delicious." Yu Nianen didn't want to let others lose their jobs because of his own reasons, so he ate big mouthfuls and swallowed hard.
Rong Beiming originally wanted to motivate her to eat. Seeing her eating so hard, he asked with a smile: "What is your heart made of? One moment it is as hard as a stone, and the next moment it is as soft as a ball of cotton?"
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"I have no intention!" She muttered and stopped talking.
Thinking that he must have exhausted her just now, Rong Beiming felt sorry for her and didn't care about her reaction. His eyes were full of pampering and indulgence.
"If you don't have a heart, be one!" He turned his head and whispered into her ear.
The pun made Yu Nianen blush immediately, lowered his eyes, and continued to eat.
After dinner, Yu Nianen wanted to go upstairs, but Rong Beiming pulled him to the white Steinway in the living room.
"Sit down!" He said calmly, sitting on the piano bench, and then pulled her to sit beside him.
Opening the piano cover, his extremely neatly manicured fingers slid gracefully on the black and white keys, and the sweet sound of the piano echoed in the sky above the living room.
The monotonous rhythm finally turned into complete music, and his slender fingertips played a piece of music "Canon" that Yu Nianen was familiar with.
However, Rong Beiming played the on version of "Canon". This version is very difficult to play and is considered one of the most difficult piano versions of "Canon".
Because its rhythm is easy to get unstable, and there are a lot of octaves, cross-fingering, and ring-fingering. The right-hand chords on the last two pages are very torturous.
With Yu Nianen's foundation, the possibility of playing this version was extremely slim. She looked at the man next to her with some surprise. His skillful skills would definitely not be achieved overnight.
Rong Beiming's face under the light was almost perfect. His facial features were deeply contoured, and although his natural domineering attitude gave people an invisible pressure, his expression of concentration on playing the piano at this time made his whole body feel as gentle as jade.
Yu Nianen was in a daze as he listened and looked at the breath.
"What can you play?" Rong Beiming asked casually after finishing the song. When he didn't hear an answer, he raised his head and saw that the little woman next to him was still looking at him blankly.
"Recovered?" He smiled and raised his hand to pinch her smooth cheek, "Let's play together." He picked up her right hand and placed it on the keys, then stretched out his left hand.
"I……"
"Don't say you can't play," he casually played sweet notes on the keys, "Which piece do you like?"
Yu Nianen avoided his scorching gaze and stroked the keys with her right hand, and the song "Little Star" flowed out from the keys.
Rong Beiming still had a gentle smile on his handsome face. He followed Yu Nianen's rhythm, slid his fingers, and wrapped his free right hand around her slender waist.
When Qin Shuyi walked into the hall, she heard the beautiful music. She followed the sound and walked over. She saw a warm scene in front of her, but it made her a little jealous, and then she began to hate it.
Aunt Ling looked at her and smiled, waving her hand to signal her not to go over and disturb them.
Qin Shuyi pretended not to see it, walked straight towards them, and said loudly: "Nian En, it's so elegant."
The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and Rong Beiming suppressed a smile, not liking that his rare leisure time was interrupted. Yu Nianen wanted to stand up, but the big hand around her waist held her firmly in place.