However, someone will naturally report to him everything that happened throughout the day.
After dinner, he would hold her hand and walk among the shadows of the trees. He would lead her out and carry her back. The days were still full of happiness.
"Hao, Chunchun said, in fact, you are the most beautiful when you play the piano. I have never heard it. How about you play the piano for me?" If Chunchun hadn't whispered to her behind her back, she wouldn't have known the true meaning of the piano.
The Master is very close at hand.
Tianjun Haoxiao: "Want to hear me play the piano?"
"Yes." Don't you just want to see how powerful the rumored master really is.[
He raised his eyebrows and shook his head firmly.
An Ying climbed down from his back, held his wrist, blinked, and said with admiring eyes: "Master, let me give this girl some entertainment?"
"No!" He objected calmly, but changed the subject and smiled: "Unless you dance for my entertainment at the same time, I can still consider it."
!An Ying was worried. "But I can't dance."
"Then don't even think about it." He strode forward as if there was no room for negotiation.
An Ying was not willing to give up, so she rushed in front of her, faced him, and walked backwards. She rolled her eyes and said, "Well, if I don't dance well, you can't make fun of me."
"make a deal!"
After hearing this, An Ying raised the corners of her mouth slightly, raised her eyes and looked at Hao, filled with joy.
The pavilions and pavilions are surrounded by willow trees.
Not long after, there were several bright red lanterns hanging high in the courtyard, and the man shrouded in colorful light gently plucked the strings of the piano. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and soft light shone on his body.
One layer, it makes him so beautiful that it is eye-opening.
An Ying changed into a long-sleeved, wide-sleeved skirt and stood among the flowers not far from him. She looked at Hao and swallowed her saliva. She stuck out her tongue naughtily and said a little shyly: "Hao, are you really
Don’t laugh at me? Otherwise I won’t dance, hum.”
Tian Junhao chuckled and nodded, his infatuated eyes lingering on An Ying among the flowers. A faint and sweet tune sounded from his hands. The music was light and free, as graceful as a lark, and it was extremely pleasant.
"An Ying, you are so beautiful!" Even if she doesn't understand the dance steps at all, even if she just flicks her sleeves playfully and spins in circles, she is still the most beautiful scenery in her eyes.