C325 (1/2)

Ye Xi stared at him blankly.

”Shut up.” Qiao Jinglian lifts her lips and urges.

Ye Xi is a bit awkward. ”Brother Lian, what are you doing?”

”Tut, let you close it, darling!” Qiao Jinglian bent her fingers and knocked on the forehead of xiayexi.

Ye Xi touched his forehead and mumbled something. He closed his eyes reluctantly.

Watching Ye Xi close her eyes, Qiao Jinglian gently raises her long eyebrows and pushes open the door.

Ye Xi's ears moved, as if to hear him go into the room.

Frown, ye Xi especially want to open his eyes to see, but also afraid of his own open eyes after making him unhappy, hold back.

After a while, he didn't let her open her eyes.

Ye Xi anxiously pinched the fingertip, ”brother Lian, is it OK?”

However, he did not answer her.

Ye Xi felt that there were some infiltrating people in the huge ancient castle. Apart from the sound of wind and rain, there was no other sound. The room was lonely and unsettling.

Eyes under the eyelids flurried around, and ye Xi's voice faintly trembled, ”brother Lian, are you still there?”

”At sunset, brother Lian is here. Don't be afraid. Wait a little longer for brother Lian. ” Qiao Jinglian's soft voice is like a tranquilizer.

Let Ye Xi be at ease a lot, ”brother Lian, what are you doing?”

He didn't answer her again.

Ye Xi frowns, ”brother Lian......”

”Yes.”

Yes?

Ye Xi sipped her lips. ”Can you open your eyes?”

”Well.”

Ye Xi breathed in his heart and slowly opened his eyes.

Because it's a little tight, when I just opened my eyes, my vision was still a little fuzzy.

However, the room was full of red light, but it was filled with Ye Xi's eyes.

Ye Xi reached out his hand and rubbed his eyes.

When he saw the view in the room, ye Xi held his breath slightly.

In a luxurious and spacious room.

There are red rose candles everywhere. Between them, which are arranged on both sides of the floor, is a love piled up by Rose candles.

On the walls of the room, there are also passionate candles.

This room has a landing window.

In front of the French window is a milky white piano.

On the piano, there is also a row of rose candles.

On the white stool in front of the piano, there is a graceful and elegant young man.

As ye Xi's eyes fell on the piano.

The soft and graceful piano sound flows slowly from the white and slender fingers of the young master.

Music is light, wanton, passionate and affectionate.

Ye Xi didn't know the piano, but he thought it was very pleasant.