She said that when her boyfriend was pursuing her, he played this song to her.

At that time, the music teacher was passionately in love.

Luo Qiao has seen many times that a young and handsome boy came to the piano store to pick her up from get off work.

Luo Qiao had been influenced by her for a long time and once tried to play this piece.

But the music was too difficult, and she played it intermittently, which made the music teacher frown.

"Luo Qiao," she said, "you are still young and don't understand the artistic conception. Even if you have good skills, you still can't play this piece of music well. When you grow up and understand it, you can play it again."

Later, Luo Zhensheng no longer forced her to practice the piano, so she forgot about these songs.

Unexpectedly, many years later, she would hear this song again in this situation.

The wind blew gently, blowing the window screens, and the candlelight filled the room swaying.

Luo Qiao suddenly understood what Nangong Huang wanted to say tonight but was unable to say.

Does he feel embarrassed sometimes?

Has she ever been so happy?

Just now in the taxi, she was still swearing to Ling Xuewei that she would have a bully tonight.

In the blink of an eye, Nangong Huang used such a romantic and gentle way to eliminate her tough plan.

He refused to give her a chance to be tough?

However, she liked it, and the feeling of happiness suddenly surged over like a tide, drowning her.

The lights in front of the stage also gradually brightened, and Nangong Huang's face turned from dark to bright, becoming clearer little by little, emerging in the soft light.

Luo Qiao opened his eyes wide and stared at the stage intently.

In my memory, when the music teacher played this piece of music, he always tilted his head, closed his eyes, and was immersed in his own dreams.

She imagined that Nangong Huang must also have his eyes closed tightly, looking intoxicated.

However, Nangong Huang's eyes were open under the light.

With a smile on his lips, he stared at her.

He changed into a black dress, a white shirt underneath, and a black tie at the collar. His black hair was not flowing as usual, a bit unruly, but was combed back obediently.

He stood in the center of the stage, his body swaying slightly to the music.

The sound of the piano was like water, filling the entire restaurant.

Everything around him seemed to have disappeared, only the gentle sound of the piano, and the gentle smile like the warm sun in the sky floating in the sound of the water-like piano.

Luo Qiao stared at Nangong Huang intently.

She watched him slowly walk off the stage and walk up to her.

He finished playing the last note and asked softly: "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Luo Qiao replied, and she heard her voice become hoarse.

Nangong Huang leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Luo Qiao only felt that something exploded in her head, making her buzz and her mind went blank.

This was not the first time that Nangong Huang kissed her.

However, the impact of those passionate kisses on her was far less than this gentle touch.

Luo Qiao thought in a daze that women are indeed emotional animals. No matter how rational she behaves, she is still an emotional animal.

In such a scene, under such affectionate eyes, this gentle kiss was the last straw that overwhelmed her surging heart.

Tonight, Nangong Huang is not a bad fox. He has transformed into a monster and will drag her into the abyss of eternal destruction.

The lights in the restaurant came on again, and Lojo gradually woke up from his own disturbances.
Chapter completed!