Chapter 339: The two beauties fight openly and secretly 4
Qing Ping Le's song "Spring Flowers Like the Sea" is played so that the flowers are in full bloom, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and the waves of flowers are rolling, making people dazzled and dizzying.
Only those with particularly good skills can hear the constant main tone in the noise, Qing Pingle's soft singing: a seemingly random world of flowers.
After three turns of the song, Qing Ping smiled and said:
"A blind eye is ultimately a lie."
The magical doll breaks open a pool of water
A good gift from the leader, adding fuel to the flames
The situation of the world, the general trend
Picking flowers in a sea of flowers is like extracting something from boiling oil. In addition to effort, it also depends on luck."
Jun Yichen's tea was intoxicating. He rubbed his forehead and seemed a little overwhelmed by the tea. He sighed:
"The tiger is out of the mountain and is unstoppable! It seems that your choice is right. How about asking if you can find out? Maybe we can still have some fun."
Qing Ping Le turned his hand, and a lingering overlapping sound came out.
When the instrument came into his hands, it was almost like mud in a child's hand. He could flatten and round it as he pleased.
Or anything can be turned into a musical instrument in his hands, which is enviable
The water doll frowned, its little hands were eager to try, and wanted to cause trouble.
I really don’t understand. Uncle Qing Ping Le likes to play this kind of lingering sound every time. Sometimes it can linger for a whole day. It’s annoying.
Grab a handful of melon seeds and prepare to play "randomly"
Qing Pingle quickly stretched out her hand to block the little devil's claws, scratched her nose and said with a smile:
"I know I'm going to cause trouble. I'll start practicing piano music tomorrow. I'll recite it every day. If I can't finish memorizing it, I won't be allowed to eat, and I won't be allowed to sleep. Master, if you don't teach me, this girl will go crazy. Seeing that Wen Renshi is a proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and needlework.
, I can’t help but admire you. If the leader hadn’t doted on me so much, no one would have wanted me.”
Shui Wawa wrinkled her nose, exposed her small dagger, and almost smashed the piano again.
Qing Ping Le was sweating again and again. This little devil would just smash or drop it every time he didn't like it.
Jun Yichen looked at it with a smile, rubbed his eyelids, spread his hands, and said:
"I just don't like the doll. What if I get pushed into trouble and rebel against the Qiao family? It would be a big deal if someone takes a fancy to such a cute baby doll in our family."