Luo Xiaoqian originally wanted to ask if there was a piano in the villa, but she didn't expect Locke to answer like this.
She didn't expect that he could also play the piano?!
Having already said it, she couldn't refuse, so she immediately agreed.
Seeing that she agreed to take a walk with him and was willing to listen to him play the piano, Locke became more and more happy.
After dinner, the two of them walked out of the villa one after another and walked to the beach.
Luo Xiaoqian casually threw away her shoes, held them in her hands, and stepped on the soft beach. Locke wore leather shoes, but in order to be closer to her, he also stepped on the beach.
Seeing him approaching, Luo Xiaoqian moved closer to the sea water, walking on the sea water and sand, and the distance between the two became separated again.
"Shall we go back?" After walking for a while, Luo Xiaoqian had stopped and said, "I want to hear you play the piano."
When taking a walk with him, she has to be careful not to get too close to him at all times, lest he get close to her again. Such a walk is simply torture.
"good."
Locke misunderstood that she wanted to hear him play the piano earlier, and immediately smiled.
Luo Xiaoqian walked to a stone by the beach and sat down, brushed the sand off her feet, and put on her shoes. Locke was watching her from the side, not looking at her feet. His eyes were more focused on hers.
Looking at her face and her slightly drooping neckline, imagining her beautiful body under her clothes, I couldn't help but be distracted.
Back in the villa, Locke took Luo Xiaoqian directly to the room at the end of the second floor.
This is a large piano room. There is a white grand piano in front of the window, audio equipment on one side, and a wall full of records on the shelves behind the sofa.
"This piano was once used by Chopin." Locke walked past the piano. "These CD records are all collector's editions of some celebrities, and many of them are unique editions."
He didn't love music, but he loved these pianos and the records themselves.
Because he likes to collect, collect all those rare things in the world, and he likes to reject them as existing ones.
"I like unique things." Locke turned and looked at Luo Xiaoqian, "Especially you."
Luo Xiaoqian reluctantly curled her lips.
"What do you want to hear?" Locke sat on the piano bench and opened the piano cover.
"Whatever." Luo Xiaoqian walked over and stood by the window sill, making a listening gesture.
Locke raised his hand and put it on the keys, and then started playing. In the aristocratic circle, playing the piano is a compulsory course. Locke also studied the piano when he was a child, his technique was good, and his playing skills were remarkable.
However, he is just playing the piano. It is not really playing, but playing for the sake of playing.
It is impossible for such a piece of music to impress Luo Xiaoqian.
She leaned against the window and watched his movements, but what she thought of was another person and another pair of hands playing on the keys.
At the end of the song, Locke did not receive applause from Luo Xiaoqian.
He turned around and saw her looking at him in a daze, her lips slightly parted, that gesture was quiet yet seductive.
Locke stood up and walked towards her.
Seeing his figure shrouded in front of her eyes, Luo Xiaoqian came back to her senses and wanted to leave.
Locke raised his arm to support the glass window, and put his other hand on her shoulder. His dark green eyes were filled with the flames of moxibustion heat, "Sissi, these days, I have been thinking about you and our... those tendernesses.
moment."
Feeling his cool palm brushing her skin, Luo Xiaoqian instantly got goosebumps, and she subconsciously shrank back.
