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Chapter 205: The first confrontation! (5)
On the lips of the horizontal flute, Xiao Yao vomited lightly, and the flute sound was vast.
The light and undulating tone is the melody of the ancient style "Blue and White Porcelain" she liked by her previous life.
The boy is light and spiritual, according to light and gentle as white jade tires, not dyed leading, fresh as water washing the sky.
The sound of flute was loose, and Qin Haoyu also sipped the wine in the glass at first, and gradually forgot to drink. The ears listened to the moving melody, and his eyes naturally put on Xiao Yao's face.
Outside the window, the sun was high, and the sun was transparent through the thin window screen, and it just wrapped Xiao Yao's face.
The teenager hangs slightly, and the slender fingertips are on the flute's holes or 伏, which is good or not!
The sound of flute turned away, and the smells were all attracted by the tune. Even the big red horse, which was originally restless outside the window, had a tranquility in the eyes.
In the distance, in the black horse, Chu Jingyun raised his face from his hand.
"Who is playing the flute?!"
The man who caught the car raised the half -side curtain, "Back to the country, the voice seemed to be uploaded from the seven king's car!"
Qin Haoyu?!
Chu Jingyun frowned, and never heard that the Seven Prince also had the rhythm. Although this song, although the song was quiet and elegant, it could not help but feel sentimental.
The stolen person can play.
Speaking of the curtains, Chu Jingyun squinted his eyes, looking at the team in front of him, his eyes touched the big red horse accompanied by Qin Haoyu's car, his eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Huh!" He snorted, Chu Jingyun's eyes became colder, his hands reached out, and the thin silk on the Guqin in front of him was skillfully wiped out.
How many Qin Yi is! "
His index finger hooks lightly, and the sound of the piano rises.
With his fingers move, above the strings, gradually condensed a layer of silver, and the sound of the piano quickly rushed out of the car.
The low piano sound, coincide with Xiao Yao's song, protruding and sudden.
Listening to the low sinking piano coming from the distance, in the mind of Xiao Yao, somehow thought about it.
Nympho
He was wearing a white coat and sitting on the river, Guqin was sideways on his knees, the little bird deer was beside him, listening to his ears, the young man was as beautiful as a fairy.
He looked up at her, and laughed like a spring flower enchanting, "I can help you ..."
He raised his fingers and gently stunned her cheeks ...
Xiao Yao's flute sound became more and more depressed, her mood became lower and lower, her face became pale and pale. At the end of the song, she even blew this song again.
"Xiao Yao?!" Note that her face was wrong, Qin Haoyu softly called her name.
Xiao Yao diveted his ears, but he continued to blow the song just now.
"Xiao Yao?!" Qin Haoyu raised his tone worriedly.
Xiao Yao still blown his flute, and he didn't realize his voice.
In her mind, all of them are thoughtless, all kinds of thoughts, playing the piano, drinking with her, and holding her shoulders softly to comfort her ...
That boy, never see her again!
Her heart hurts!
In the distance, in the black car, Chu Jingyun's lips showed a smile.
"What kind of fellow initiates, but this is not the case. Ask heaven, today's uncle will help you revenge!"
He tightened his lips, Chu Jingyun gathered, and the strength of the piano aggravated. On his fingers, he gradually overflowed with silver.
Every time the string and the fingers are touched, there will be a circle of silver sound waves. The sound waves slowly spread out, passing through time and space, and the sound of Xiao Yao flute in the carriage.