Opening the door to the apartment, he chuckled softly and made a gesture of invitation, "This is my little nest."
Na Hanjue strode in and looked around. The room was very small, with two bedrooms and one living room. The total area was not even half of his bathroom, but the layout was very clean and warm, giving people the feeling of singing.
This person is light and elegant, elegant and refined.
There are basically no expensive decorations in the room. The most valuable thing is a milky white piano under the window. The piano is looming under the floating gauze curtains, which is very eye-catching.
Seeing Na Hanjue's eyes falling on the piano, she smiled softly, walked over, touched the piano with her fingers, and said in a voice as soft as spring water, "This is a birthday gift secretly given to me by my parents when I was ten years old...
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She looked back at Na Hanjue and smiled, "This is the only gift my parents gave me. They didn't dare to approach me for fear of hurting me..."
"Ge'er..." Na Hanjue walked over, hugged her waist from behind, buried his head in her hair, his voice was hoarse, "Ge'er... it's all my fault, I will make it up to you...
...For the rest of my life, I will make you the happiest person in the world..."
He chuckled softly.
What does it have to do with him?
Him!
"Can you play the piano?" Na Hanjue suddenly asked.
Qingge nodded. "Can you play it for me?"
"Of course!" She sat down in front of the piano, her nimble fingers jumping on the black and white keys, and a moonlight song flowed out from under her fingertips like a clear spring in the mountains.
Na Hanjue sat next to her and held her slender waist, listening with her eyes closed. She had never felt that the world was so beautiful.
The night is deep.
The moon peeked through the gap in the curtains at the lovers in love, filling the room with a bright and gentle light.
"It's getting late, but my bed is a bit narrow. Should we go back to sleep?" Qingge opened the bedroom door. There was only a single bed in the small room.
"No, I like sleeping here." Na Hanjue shook his head and held her slender waist.
After the two people washed up, they cuddled quietly on the small single bed.
The bed was very narrow, so Na Hanjue turned her body as much as possible to make Qing Ge sleep comfortably. Qing Ge was nestled in his arms, so small that he could breathe lightly.
It was already late at night, and after a long day of exhaustion, Qingge fell asleep quickly, but Nahanjue was a little excited and couldn't fall asleep. Her long and even breathing sounded in his ears, which was the most beautiful sound at this time.
His usually ruthless and ruthless eyes were now filled with tenderness. His eyes lingered on Qingge's face for a long time, and then he quietly looked at her room. He liked this room. Although it was small, it was filled with his songs everywhere.
The smell of it, so he likes it very much.
In his arms, Qingge slept peacefully. When it was dawn, she could no longer see Nahanjue when she got up. She opened the door and looked around. Qingge was sure that he was out. Just as she was about to go back to the room to wash up, the door opened.
Well, Na Hanjue came in with a large bag of things.
"Ge'er, are you awake?" Na Hanjue looked very excited, "Look, I bought a lot of delicious food."
He got up at five o'clock and went to the three most famous breakfast restaurants in the city, buying all the most famous snacks here.
"Look, there are soup dumplings, steamed dumplings, roast goose, fried dough sticks, bean juice, big ribs..." Na Hanjue counted and placed everything on the dining table.
Qingge looked at him, feeling sweet and warm in her heart.
