Chapter 2987 Impressed

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei's nodding, looked at her expectant eyes, and smiled.

Nanrong Huai'an's heart is a little soft, he never knew that Feng Sufei wanted to see him play the piano so much, he didn't even know her inner thoughts before.

If he had known earlier, Nanrong Huai'an thought, should he have played the piano when he proposed to Feng Sufei that day.

That kind of design, that kind of scene, Sufei is more like it?

Since Feng Sufei wanted to watch it, Nanrong Huai'an would naturally not refuse, and he would naturally play it for Feng Sufei.

He knows all these things.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei dotingly, and said with a smile, "Okay, if you want to watch it, I'll play it for you."

Feng Sufei stood up excitedly and applauded, "Aww..."

Nanrong Huai'an couldn't help laughing seeing Feng Sufei acting like a little girl, "Get ready for the piano."

There was a servant nearby who immediately understood and went to prepare the piano.

Soon the piano was ready, Nanrong Huai'an walked to the piano and sat down under Feng Sufei's expectant eyes, and then began to play.

A gentle tune was played like this.

This is a piece of love music, Nanrong Huai'an improvised, based on the relationship between him and Sufei.

From the very beginning, Feng Sufei looked at Nan Rong Huai'an playing the piano with excitement, thinking that she was the piano prince in the girl's manga.

So dignified and elegant, it seems that there are no fireworks in the world.

But as the piano music gradually played, the smile on her face subsided, and she seemed to be immersed in the music.

Her mind flashed involuntarily the moments when she and Nan Rong Huaian met each other, and many scenes were so clear.

I don't know how long it took, but the piano music stopped.

When Nanrong Huai'an walked in front of Feng Sufei, Feng Sufei still hadn't recovered.

Nanrong Huai'an reached out to Feng Sufei to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Why are you crying?"

"Thinking of the past with you, I remember every bit of it clearly, and I was moved by your music."

In fact, the piano piece just played was improvised by Nanrong Huai'an, and it was also the relationship between him and Feng Sufei, which gave him the feeling of creating the piece of music just now, so he played it on the piano.

Maybe it's because it's created with heart and expresses feelings, so it's easy to impress Feng Sufei.

"It's my fault that I played such a tune myself."

"No, it's fine."

Feng Sufei reached out and hugged Nanrong Huai'an's waist, hugged very hard, and then leaned into his arms.

Recently, she has actually somewhat forgotten her original intention.

She thought that she had gotten into trouble with Nanrong Huai'an because of the events of the demon age, she really shouldn't have.

After going through so much, she should cherish that they can hug each other now.

How can you be hypocritical and lose your temper!

Feng Sufei lay in Nanrong Huai'an's arms, choked up and said: "I'm sorry, I have lost my temper with you before, and sometimes I got awkward."

"Fool, you are a girl, this is your privilege, don't blame yourself, I just pamper you."

Feng Sufei was even more moved by Nanrong Huai'an's words.

She hugged Nanrong Huai'an as hard as she could, and only after smelling his breath did she feel at ease in her heart.

Nanrong Huai'an felt that he should play a cheerful tune, no, Feng Sufei's mood changed accordingly.

He still thinks she looks happy.