The wealthy stepmother became popular after her baby failed

Yue Man discovered that as long as Jiang Shaochen sang, she would fall.

Every time.

"Why do you sing so beautifully?"

Jiang Shaochen said proudly: "I am born with a sense of rhythm since I was a child, and I also like singing. Since kindergarten, I have found that I never sing out of tune."

"Then why haven't I heard you sing before?"

"I'm not in the mood when I'm too busy. Do you like singing?"

Yue Yueman shook his head, "I can't sing well."

Jiang Shaochen smiled.

"I can teach you if you like."

Yue Yueman's eyes gleamed and he said without any courtesy, "Okay, then you will teach me now, starting from "Angel Among Devils"."

Jiang Shaochen couldn't laugh or cry, this woman said that wind is like rain.

"You eat the steak first, it will get cold after a while. I will teach you after eating."

"Row."

10 minute later.

Jiang Shaochen took a quick shower, wiped the water droplets from his hair, and walked out.

Yue Man almost had nosebleeds when he saw it.

He, he didn't even have any clothes on!
A pure white bath towel was tied tightly around his waist, outlining his tight abdominal muscles and strong buttocks.

Yue Yueman blushed, "You, why don't you wear clothes?"

Jiang Shaochen took a few steps closer and asked, "Why is your face so red?"

"I'm not as thick-skinned as you. After taking a shower, just like that, I came out like this?"

"how?"

"you still need to ask?"

Jiang Shaochen smiled and sat next to Yue Yueman, "Don't worry about these details. Have you finished eating? I'll teach you how to sing."

The strong smell of male hormones rushed towards her, and Yue Yueman felt that she might suffocate if she stayed there for another second. How could she learn to sing!
Yue Yueman pinched her cheeks, which were as red as tomatoes, and said, "You, you go get dressed first."

This woman!
Why was she so shy all of a sudden? It didn't look like she was just pretending. Like before, she wanted to strip him naked!

It's really admiration for three days.

Jiang Shaochen touched her head and said softly: "Okay, listen to my wife."

This head-touching attack once again made Yue Yueman throb.

This time, Jiang Shaochen put on a very casual gray short-sleeved, loose version, which not only made his skin whiter, but also made him look younger.

It seems to have a bit of campus youthfulness.

Yue Yueman couldn't help but wonder, was she such a late bloomer in the first place? She had no feelings for the good-looking boys in school.

Like others, they have been in love for many times at the age of 26, but this is her first experience of love.

I am ashamed.

"Should we teach here or go to the music room?"

Music room?
Yue Yueman only knew that there was a dance studio, a gym, and a movie and television hall here, but he didn't expect that there was also a music room.

But it’s not difficult to understand. For a wealthy family, wouldn’t it be easy to purchase more areas?

She wanted to see what a wealthy music room looked like.

"Let's go to the music room."

Behind a delicate curtain in the dance hall, there is a door.

While he was wondering, Jiang Shaochen pointed and said, "Let's go, it's right here."

The thick cherry wood door and the exquisite metal handle. When Yue Yueman opened the door, he was immediately greeted by a faint scent of wood and the unique mellow aroma of musical instruments.

Jiang Shaochen turned on the light.

The interior decoration is sophisticated and elegant, with walls covered in dark wood and hung with exquisite portraits of various classical and modern musical instruments.In the center is a shiny black Steinway piano, with the lid half-open, reflecting the slightly fluctuating light and shadow.The keys are like new ivory, arranged in an orderly manner, waiting for skilled fingers to play beautiful music.

Next to the piano is an exquisite classical guitar. The wooden body is painted dark brown, and the strings shine with a metallic luster.

Although Yue Yueman said that she wasn't very good at singing, she was familiar with various musical instruments.

Along the wall is a row of various high-end musical instruments.

From elegant violins and cellos, to gorgeous saxophones and French horns, to ancient harps and guzhengs, each instrument has been carefully preserved, and the luster of the instrument's surface and the tension of the strings have been maintained just right.

"You bought all of these?"

Jiang Shaochen nodded.

Yue Yueman was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

"What musical accompaniment do you want to hear?" Jiang Shaochen walked a few steps, looked around, and then turned around and asked softly.

"You, you mean you know how to play these instruments?"

"Well, a little bit."

Yue Yueman understood that the boss's skills were a little bit good, which was probably about the same as proficiency.

Especially such a young and promising boss!

She didn't quite believe that he knew so many musical instruments. As a young master from a wealthy family, he might have played elegant instruments such as piano, saxophone, and French horn, but she didn't believe that he knew how to play the more traditional harp, so she said: "Then take the harp."

Jiang Shaochen sat in front of an ancient harp. Under the light, his face looked particularly three-dimensional and clear.

At that moment, Chueman had the urge to hug him.

The hands with slender fingers and clear joints are suspended above the strings, like a pair of leaping butterflies.

"Then I'll play "Lake Baikal." After saying that, his fingers slowly lowered and gently plucked the strings, and the melodious prelude echoed in the room.

His fingers danced on the strings, so nimble and full of power, as if they possessed magic power. Sometimes they jumped lightly on the strings, and sometimes they slowly slid across the strings. Every touch released a moving melody. .

Chuman was stunned.

When the song ended, Yue Man was still immersed in the artistic conception.

Jiang Shaochen walked over slowly and hugged her without saying anything.

Time stopped at that moment.

Yue Yueman only felt his heartbeat speeding up, and at the same time he also felt the sonorous and powerful heartbeat of Jiang Shaochen.

The two hearts just came together.

"Shaochen." Yue Yueman shouted in a low voice.

The soft and lazy voice made Jiang Shaochen freeze up. This was the first time she called him like this, called his name.

He felt his throat was dry, swallowed, and said hoarsely: "What's wrong?"

"I, I like you." After saying that, Yue Yueman buried her head in his chest and refused to lift it up again.

Jiang Shaochen hugged her tightly and rubbed her hair with his chin, "I know, me too."

"Hmph, so perfunctory."

Jiang Shaochen couldn't laugh or cry, "Really, why are you so perfunctory?"

"You didn't even say you like it, why didn't you just show off?" Yue Yueman raised his head, a blush spreading on his face, making him look even brighter and more charming.

Jiang Shaochen couldn't hold back, pulled her over and kissed her lips.

This was a very soft and slow kiss, like spring breeze and drizzle, delicate and numb.

Yue Yueman enjoyed it and responded according to his guidance.

After a long while, Jiang Shaochen let her go, lowered his eyes and asked, "What now?"

"what?"

"Do you still think it's perfunctory?"

At the beginning of the month, Man was so embarrassed that his blush reached the roots of his ears.