The Third Thousand Two Hundred and Eighty Chapters of the Gods in the Heart: The Princess's Sick Piano Teacher (Thirty-One)
for so long,
The relationship between the two is almost always a breeze, and there are very few behaviors that cross the boundaries.
The princess often went to Meng Fusheng, and every time she went there, she only ordered the son, only to see Jin Yao without him.
She listened to his piano, drank the tea he poured, and admired the pear blossoms he loved.
The wind and the moon are related, but they have nothing to do with love.
He is greedy.
Want more than that.
Hearing the words, Ranbai took back the sight that fell on the stage, looked at the young violinist, leaned slightly, and raised the young man's jaw with his cold fingertips. The romantic and amorous one is arrogant and arrogant, and chuckled: "Young master can still sing opera?"
"I understand a little." Jin Yao answered the princess' question without dodging. The lights in the box flickered and turned into a reflection in the boy's eyes, melting into the frozen pool.
"I've never heard of it in this hall." Ranbai was silent for a few seconds, his expression difficult to ponder, "Alright."
The princess moved her fingertips slightly, swiping along the curve of the boy's clean and delicate profile, and finally gently rubbed the tear mole at the corner of the boy's eyes, always high above and unfathomably cold: "I have a chance."
Jin Yao's long eyelashes half-covered the dark color that had settled in his eyes, and he answered gracefully and said ok, well-behaved and soft.
When I came out of the theater,
The originally bustling, bustling streets became more noisy and crowded at some point, and all the pedestrians seemed to be surging in the same direction.
"Go, go, go, maybe you won't be able to get in..."
"The sacred tree of Heian Temple only appears once a year, so you can't miss it."
"Hurry up and go."
"Listen to what you said, is it so amazing?"
"That's a Buddhist holy place, and it's a spiritual light bestowed by God..."
The shrill voice was uncontrollable excitement.
People of this age are always superstitious.
Ranbai doesn't care, but what she cares about now is that because the crowd is too crowded, she and Jin Yao are directly separated, and now the boy can't be found at all!
And so many people are running forward, dyed white and sullen, they have tried their best to avoid it, but the usual cleanliness still directly makes the princess face cold, and the surrounding air pressure is also cold, enough to see unpleasantness Feeling.
Standing alone in a dimly lit place, she was dressed in purple, dignified, and her aura should not be approached by strangers.
Ten miles of long street, prosperous and splendid.
After Jin Yao was forced to separate from the princess,
Looking back suddenly, I saw such a cold and sharp figure standing in a place where the light source was dim, and the crowd was constantly flowing, but Jin Yao still saw Dye Bai at a glance, and only Dye Bai could be seen.
Xingxing smiled and blinked, the lights in the world shone with warmth, but his Highness was alone.
just one look,
Jin Yao's heartbeat was completely chaotic, and he lost everything.
Those dark and deep eyes seemed to be splashed with the thickest ink in the world, and they were filled with a morbid obsession that could not be dissolved like a deep sea, as if the most devout believers were looking up at his god.
Time Moyo was silent at that moment, such a figure was outlined and colored by ink, and the brush strokes were stunning and clearly unfolded in front of him.
After that night...
Jin Yao walked in the direction of dyeing white, crossing the sea of people, chasing his own sun, and being a sweetheart.
Dianbai stood there impatiently, with a low air pressure, and his mood was on the verge of freezing. He looked indifferently at the bustling and prosperous scene of the ten-mile long street, and was extremely unhappy.
And Jin Yao took advantage of the continuous flow of people and the bustling chaos, and secretly kissed the princess.