Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Nan Rong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei nodding, and looked at her expectant glowing eyes, smiling.

Nan Rong Huai'an's heart was a little soft. He never knew that Feng Sufei wanted to see how he played the piano. He didn't even know her inner thoughts before.

If I had known it earlier, Nan Rong Huai An wondered whether he should play the piano when he proposed to Feng Sufei that day.

That kind of design, that kind of scene, Su Fei is more like?

Since Feng Sufei wanted to see it, Nan Rong Huaian naturally would not refuse, he naturally wanted to play for Feng Sufei.

He will.

Nan Rong Huai'an watched Feng Sufei indulgently, and said with a smile: "Okay, if you want to watch, I'll play it for you."

Feng Sufei all stood up and applauded, "Well ..."

Nan Rong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei like a little girl, and couldn't help laughing, "Get ready for the piano."

A servant next to me immediately noticed and went to prepare the piano.

Soon the piano was ready. Nan Rong Huai'an looked forward to Feng Sufei, sat down in front of the piano, and began to play.

A gentle tune was played like this.

This is a piece of love music, improvised by Nan Rong Huaian, based on the feelings between him and Su Fei.

From the beginning, Feng Sufei watched the figure of Nan Rong Huaian playing the piano with excitement. She just felt that she was the piano prince in the girl comics.

So noble and elegant, as if inedible fireworks.

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

Her mind involuntarily flashed the bits and pieces of time when she and Nan Rong Huaian met, many scenes were so clear.

I don't know how long after that, the piano song stopped.

When Nan Rong Huai'an came to Feng Sufei, Feng Sufei hadn't recovered.

Nan Rong Huai'an reached out and wiped the tear marks on the corner of Feng Sufei's eyes. "How did you cry?"

"Thinking about the past with you, little by little, I remember very clearly, moved by your music."

In fact, the piano music just played was also improvised by Nan Rong Huai An, and it was also the relationship between him and Feng Sufei, which gave him the feeling of creating the music just now, so he played it with a piano.

Maybe it is because of the intentional creation that expresses feelings, so it is easy to impress Feng Sufei.

"I'm not good. I played such a tune myself."

"No, it's fine."

Feng Sufei reached out and hugged Nan Rong Huaian's waist, hugged it very hard, and then leaned against his arms.

Recently, she has actually forgotten her original intention.

She thought that she should be awkward with Nan Rong Huaian because of things in the demon era. She really shouldn't.

After so much, they can hug together now, she should cherish it.

How can you be so temperamental!

Feng Sufei lay in the arms of Nan Rong Huaian and choked, "I'm sorry, I used to have a temper with you, and sometimes it was awkward."

"Fool, you are a girl. This is your privilege. Don't blame yourself. I spoil you."

Nan Ronghuai's remarks moved Feng Sufei even more.

She hugs Nan Rong Huai An vigorously, smelling the breath on him, she feels at ease.

Nan Rong Huai An felt that he should play a cheerful tune. No, Feng Sufei's mood changed accordingly.

He still thinks she looks happy.