His own little sweetheart

Chapter 1267, too coincidental 6
Jiang Chenxi blinked, raised his mobile phone, and then exclaimed, "Damn it, how did you unlock it?"

His mobile phone obviously has a lock screen password.

"Your lock screen password is your own birthday. Is it hard to guess?" Ling Yishuo gave Jiang Chenxi a glance.

"Oh..." Jiang Chenxi responded, and suddenly raised his eyes again, "It's still not right! How do you know when my birthday is?"

Without answering Jiang Chenxi's question, Ling Yishuo turned around and walked to the piano in the living room with graceful steps. He ran his fingers lightly along the key cover, then turned sideways and looked at Jiang Chenxi, "Play it for me!" A song."

Depend on.

Did this person make a mistake? He really doesn't regard himself as an outsider.

"Why are you so rude? Do you know how much my appearance fee is?" Jiang Chenxi rolled his eyes and said no, but he walked to the piano honestly and sat down firmly. .

With one hand in his pocket, Ling Yishuo leaned against the French window behind him.

Sitting next to the piano, Jiang Chenxi seemed like a prince.

Even in pajamas, with a straight back, he was extraordinarily handsome.

He opened the lid, adjusted the keys with his slender fingers, and then said to Ling Yisuo angrily, "What do you want to hear?"

Ling Yishuo's eyes locked onto Jiang Chenxi tightly, his thin lips parted slightly, "I only care about you."

Jiang Chenxi paused slightly with his hands on the keys.

I only care about you.

These few words seemed to be speaking to him.

"Why? No way?" Ling Yishuo chuckled.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he was against the sun, as if his body was covered with a layer of beautiful gold.

"Cut." Jiang Chenxi pursed his lips, lowered his eyes to look at the piano keys, and began to play skillfully with his slender fingers.

Music notes like spring water linger in the entire living room, and the familiar music melody seems to have life.

I have to say that Jiang Chenxi is really a born prince of piano.

At first, Ling Yishuo's gaze was fixed on Jiang Chenxi's hands, his hands were really pretty.

Slender, fair, with a well-defined backbone.

Skillfully walking along a neat row of piano keys.

Gradually, Ling Yishuo's eyes were placed on Jiang Chenxi's handsome face, and stayed for a long time.

Jiang Chenxi talked very seriously, this song is really too classic.

As time flies by, I only care about you.

Willing to infect your breath.

I can feel nothing but you.

Even if it is pure music, it is like a complete song.

The afternoon sun was just right, I don't know why, maybe it was because the afternoon sun was very warm.

Perhaps it was because the boy standing against the sun was too beautiful.

Jiang Chenxi played very attentively, until the last note fell, and he himself suddenly realized...

The song is over.

Returning to his senses, Jiang Chenxi looked sideways towards the French window, only to find that Ling Yishuo was smiling at him.

Uh...it seems...it's the first time I've seen him laugh so recklessly.

Standing up straight, Ling Yishuo stepped forward, approving in his usual deep voice, "Well, it's very good, as expected of me."

"Who the hell is yours? I'm just your company's spokesperson!" Jiang Chenxi immediately retorted.

"Well, spokesperson." The corner of Ling Yishuo's mouth curled up again, "Let's go, I'll take you to dinner."

(End of this chapter)