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Chapter 162: The nympho look on her face

Fortunately, Feng Qianyu was considered a gentleman. After that gentle kiss, he never looked down on her again, but actually liked chatting with her. When he was not in court, he would stay in the house and let Long Fuyue do it for him.

Make a cup of tea, and then chat with her all over the world.

The seductive Long Fuyue became interested, so she told him some modern knowledge. China in the 21st century, as well as modernization, monogamy, and talked about the forms of various countries. She talked about the American atomic bomb, Cong Di

Let’s talk about Andy Lau, and from Andy Lau to her idol Jay Chou...

When she talked about Jay Chou, her big eyes almost had heart shapes, and she had a look of infatuation on her face, which made Feng Qianyu very upset. Finally, when this perverted guy knew what she had sung these two times,

After all the songs he sang were Jay Chou's, he actually made a new rule that he could no longer sing his songs. Otherwise, the three-year period would be void again.

Long Fuyue felt a little bit resentful about shooting himself in the foot. But then he thought about it, how did he know which song was Jay Chou's? Hehe, he would just sing it himself in the future.

Fortunately, Feng Qianyu was very generous to her. After being together for half a month, their relationship was that of master and servant, but more like friends. On weekdays, Long Fuyue was not very restrained, and her life was quite comfortable.[

After being together for a long time, Long Fuyue realized that Feng Qianyu was actually an all-rounder and very accomplished in music. He was good at flute, flute, and guqin. In his spare time, he would bring Long Fu with him.

The moon is chatting and admiring the moon in the garden,

When he was happy, he would play or blow a piece of music, look at the half-dark stars in the night sky, recall Feng Qianyu's melodious piano sound, and be moved by the two people's momentary existence in the flowing time and space.

Long Fuyue has always lived a fast-paced life in modern times. There is no time to feel the blooming and falling of flowers, the chirping of insects and the chirping of birds. It is rare to calm down and appreciate the mystery of the sound of silk and bamboo. Now there are a lot of them every day.

During that time, amid the sound of Feng Qianyu's piano and flute, she felt that her petty bourgeoisie mood had improved a lot.

It's just that she has to stay at Xiangtian Pavilion at night, and she can never go back to her small courtyard. Strangely enough, Feng Qianyu, who has always been romantic, seems to have abstained from sexual desire. She has not called a waiter in the past ten days.

He came to sleep with me and lived like a monk. He could bear it, but some people couldn't...


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