The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 137

"Thank you, senior." Lu Xuanyan, Cheng Ke, and Bai Luojia also laughed, but this smile was not purely happy, it was somewhat teasing.

Gu Shuyan was a little embarrassed by Lu Xuanyan and others, and left with a slightly red cheek.

"Why do you smile so happily every time you work?" Qingqian looked at the few people beside her in confusion.

"It's nothing, I just feel really happy to be able to drink milk tea today." Lu Xuanyan coughed lightly and restrained the smile on her face a little.

"Yes, the senior is really kind." Qingqian took a sip of the milk tea: "The amber pearls in it are so QQ."

"Yeah, the senior is really kind." Lu Xuanyan's smile came up again just after she got off.

After drinking milk tea, Qingqian started to paint.

"Qingqian, it seems that your brushes are not very easy to use two days ago." Gu Shuyan came over with a set of brushes: "You try this."

"No senior," Qingqian said, "I can make do with this, Xuanyan will take me to replace the brush in a few days."

Lu Xuanyan, who was suddenly named, felt a little guilty, as if she was hindering the senior's way?
"Qingqian, you can use it first. This is also the kindness of the senior," Lu Xuanyan hurriedly remedied: "Besides, you used this brush to turn around and ruin the painting. You are not causing trouble for the senior!"

"Then thank you, senior." Qingqian felt that Lu Xuanyan's words made sense, so she no longer refused.

Gu Shuyan cast a grateful look at Lu Xuanyan, and Lu Xuanyan nodded, she understands all the little things you mean.

"Xuanyan, my blanket seems to have been left in the activity room, wait for me here, I'll go back and get it." Qingqian handed the materials in her hand to Lu Xuanyan, and hurried back by herself.

Qingqian couldn't find her felt at the Chinese Painting Club, and when she was about to leave, a burst of piano melody sounded, which vaguely sounded like "The Butterfly Lovers".

The familiar melody reminded Qingqian of how she and Cilang played at the party at that time, but this person's level was much higher than her own.

Based on the principle that curiosity killed the cat, Qingqian lay at the door of the practice room and eavesdropped for a while. She was enjoying listening to it when the music stopped suddenly, and then the door of the practice room opened.

Qingqian stood there awkwardly: "I'm sorry to disturb your piano practice."

"It's okay." The man's voice was very cold.

Qingqian raised her head, and couldn't help being stunned, this person is so good... How do you say that word, right? It's not a worldly thing, to use a recent popular vocabulary, it's so fairy.

　This chapter is a supplement to the previous days!
　　
　
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