It was impossible to hide this matter from Xiaoyao and Xiaomei, so she told Xiaoyao.
Slim looked at her coldly and said nothing for a long time.
Qingya said with a guilty conscience, "I'll just say a few words to him."
Slender rolled his eyes at her, not believing it at all.
She went to find Zhang Heng, and the two of them murmured for some unknown reason.
When she came back, she said to Qingya: "Listen to me tonight.
Sister, I will be guarding outside then, you follow the girl."
The younger sister said, "Yes, master."
Qingya also obeys the instructions of the slim waist honestly.
In the evening, after she arranged homework for Shen Huaijin and Qiaoer, she informed Mrs.
Wu and took the slim-waisted girl to the south pavilion of Ruoye River to play the piano by the water.
It was mid-June, the moon was beautiful, and the lotus flowers were blooming in the water.
The breeze blows the gauze curtain in the pavilion, sending in bursts of fragrance and the croaking of frogs.
Qingya felt that every pore was expanding, sensing all the movements and smells of the summer night, plus the bulging expectations and desires in her heart, all flowing out with the sound of the piano.
On the other side, Zhang Heng asked Ruan Xiu to lead people to patrol back and forth between the old house and Xifang several times.
The hired workers who worked at night were not allowed to come near here.
He himself rowed a boat and patrolled back and forth on the Ruoye River.
When he felt that the time was almost up, he went to the sluice in person to pick Fang Chu in.
The boat paddled gently on the water.
Fang Chu looked at the dark blue lotus leaves and shining lotus flowers under the moon, and heard the music of the piano, which made him feel as if he was in a dream.
I originally thought that the stories in the book about the trysts between talented men and beautiful ladies were all lies, but I never expected that one day I would do the same thing.
He couldn't figure it out: Why did he come here so recklessly?
The boat approached the South Pavilion, and when he first landed, he caught it with his thin waist and sent it into the pavilion.
Through the moonlight outside the pavilion, Qingya could see him clearly.
Stop playing.
Fang Chu approached her, knelt down, and held her hand.
His anxious heart suddenly calmed down.
Qingya didn't dodge, he held his hands back and covered the broken palm.
Fang Chu's heart skipped a beat, and he fell instantly.
The softness of the palm left him wanting.
Almost without thinking, he reached out and took her into his arms, holding her and sitting on his lap.
He sat on her stool.
At this time, Zhang Heng had forgotten everything about his slim waist and all the rules and etiquette.
"dumb" The ears and temples are grinding together.
He called to her in a low voice.
I didn't want to say anything, I just wanted to call her.
"Fangchu" Qingya also calls him.
Nestled on his chest, I feel safe and secure.
After snuggling quietly for a while, Fang Chu finally remembered.
He asked in her ear: "Is there any way you can convince my dad?"
After thinking about it, he asked again: "What do you mean by getting it done?"
Qingya suddenly felt naughty, raised his head and said, "I won't tell you."
The tip of his nose touched his chin, which stung a little.
She asked: "You have a beard" The tone was surprising.
Fang Chu: "" If he didn't grow a beard, wouldn't he be a woman?
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He laughed silently.
He hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead.
The person in my arms is soft and fragrant.
It made him confused and confused, and he felt restless all over.
He couldn't help but kiss her from the forehead all the way down.
Just when he was about to wrap his lips around her lips, he suddenly heard a call from outside, "Qing Ya."
It was as if a immobilization spell had been cast on him, and he did not dare to move.
Qingya was kissed by him, and the soft feeling made her feel novel and sweet.
Finally, he was about to kiss her lips.
She became panicked and shy, and when she moved her head back, she heard the "clear" sound.
It was Mrs.
Wu.
Seeing that Qingya had been out for a while, she felt worried and came to find her.
When I got nearby, I didn't hear the sound of the piano, so I thought she was finished, so I called her.
Qingya hurriedly said: "Hey, I'll play it for a while."
While struggling to sit up, he put his hands on the strings and started playing with them.
How could she play well at this time?
Fang Chu heard that it was really out of tune, so he hurriedly put his right hand on his hand to help.
The two of them started playing with one left hand and one right hand.
It was a mess at first, but they seemed to have found a common interest: they could practice conveying emotions in order to connect with each other without having to speak, and without making outsiders suspicious.
So, they coordinated wholeheartedly.
After reading it again, it seems a little unfamiliar.
After two times, it can be synchronized.
After three times, you will understand.
Fang Chu plucked with his right hand.
The mute left hand echoed.
One song ends and another begins.
Whenever they became proficient in playing a piece of music, they would change it to another one.
Play endlessly and tirelessly until the moon sets in the west.
It feels so good, just like pouring out your heart to the other person, full of affection, love and joy, just like water and milk blending together, the soul is in perfect harmony, and the spirit is one.
The beauty of it is something that only they themselves can appreciate.
Even if others heard it, they would only think it was coming from one person.
On summer nights, the sound of the piano gave birth to vigorous vitality Wu was waiting outside at first, but then she saw that Qingya couldn't stop playing.
She thought in confusion: "How come I'm not tired after playing for so long?"
Then she whispered, "Tell the girl to go back to bed.
It's too late." not good."
Slender waist said: "Wait a while."
Everyone in the Guo family knows that Qingyu doesn't like to be disturbed when he plays the piano.
Mrs.
Wu didn't dare to go in and interrupt her daughter, so she kept standing outside.
She didn't do it for anything else, because Wei Zhao ran away, which became a sword hanging over Qingya's head, always worrying the Guo family, so Wu was worried about Qingya coming out at night.
After an unknown amount of time, the two people in the pavilion finally stopped.
Fang Chu looked at the face so close to him, full of tenderness, and wanted to get closer.
Unexpectedly, Mrs.
Wu heard the sound of the piano stop and call out "Qingya" again.
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Qingya could only say: "Here we come, mother."
Yin Tui Fang Chu whispered: "You should leave quickly."
Fang Chu remembered the past and asked quickly: "Do you have any way to convince my father?"
Qingya said: "This is a secret.
You will know when the time comes.
You have to believe me."
Fang Chu kissed her cheek and said, "I believe you."
But he still couldn't bear to let go of her and leave.
There were footsteps outside, and he said hoarsely: "Come on, my father will beat you if he finds out."
This sentence scared Fang Chu awake.
He didn't think that Qingya was joking or threatening him.
He absolutely believed that Guo Shouye could do such a thing: take his son and drive him away with a big stick.
He wasn't afraid of being beaten, he was just afraid that if the incident was revealed, he would be in trouble.
He felt like she was being burned and hurriedly let go of his hand around her waist.
Qingya noticed his movements and thought he was pitiful.
She went over and pecked him on the face to comfort him, while pushing him to stand up.
Fang Chu gritted his teeth and stood up ruthlessly.
After receiving such a kiss from her, he felt as if his acupoints were being tapped, and he couldn't move.
He looked at her and murmured, "Qingyaerqingqing."
The voice becomes blurry, trembling, and misty Qingyu couldn't push him anymore, and he was also crazy.
Outside, Wu called out again and was already outside the pavilion.
Fang Chu finally returned to his senses and did not dare to delay any longer.
He stood up quickly, walked to the north railing of the pavilion in a few steps, turned over and jumped down.
When he landed, he hit something that was still warm, and he almost screamed out of fright.
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You are so cruel.
I only had a few monthly passes yesterday, and my subscriptions have also decreased.
I decided to add more updates today to make you feel guilty.
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