250 Raids: There's a girl next door

The hands are placed on the keys in a dignified manner.

It's really ashamed to think about it. Those celebrities like her are good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and their family members have cultivated them since they were young.

Playing the piano is a hobby, but it is also a kind of cultivation, a noble cultivation. She doesn't know how to press '1234567'.

Bai Shaoxuan walked behind Zhang Mofei, looking at her eager hands from behind her.

Her fingers are as thin as light white, with well-defined joints.

He frowned slightly, as if hesitating whether to press it or not.

He took a step forward, approached her, raised one hand and hung it in the air for a second, and finally landed on the keys next to Zhang Mofei's right hand.

Looking at her sideways, there was a deep smile in his eyes.

"Play a song."

The mellow voice seemed to carry a magical power, and a faint smell of red wine wafted from his mouth as he spoke.

Zhang Mofei bent down and sat on the bench, distanced herself from Bai Shaoxuan, straightened her back, and took a deep breath.

There's something wrong with this atmosphere.

She wants to play a nice piece of music to liven up the quiet atmosphere.

There was a sly gleam in his eyes.

She looked up at Bai Shaoxuan, hiding her smile, and said, "You are so lucky, I just created a piece of music."

Although there was surprise in Bai Shaoxuan's eyes when he heard the words, his interest was really picked up. He raised his eyebrows at Zhang Mofei, his eyes burst into light, looking forward to it.

Ten fingers pressed down at the same time, and the atmosphere suddenly became active.

Immediately afterwards, she kept returning her hands, closed her eyes and started to play in a decent manner. Her body was still learning to blend into her tune, shaking with different amplitudes.

The fine dust in the living room was stirred up by her Divine Comedy.

The bodyguards standing outside guarding the door couldn't help covering their ears with their hands.

But Zhang Mofei played it engrossed.

Bai Shaoxuan leaned lazily on the piano stand, his eyes fixed on the woman playing the piano with her eyes closed, and the lingering interest in her eyes became more and more obvious.

Zhang Mofei squinted his eyes and gave Bai Shaoxuan a sideways look.

Xiao Mian, let's see if you don't get far away.

Seeing that there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't mean to listen to it at all, she raised her hands high, ready to pat down heavily.

Unexpectedly, Bai Shaoxuan quickly reached out and grabbed her two hands, wrapping around her body from behind her.

The warm and delicate hand held her soft hand, and his body was slightly startled.

"Sister, this piano is my tenth birthday present from my mother. It is very precious."

Even when he warned, his tone was so tepid that it made people feel that he had no temper at all.

Zhang Mofei withdrew her hand, stood up, and turned away from his embrace.

He glanced lightly at the white piano, it was a birthday present when he was ten years old, isn't it already 17 years old?

It still looks like new.

The maintenance is really good.

"Do you play the piano when you think of her?"

But on the surface, Bai Shaoxuan is still a dutiful son. The piano his mother gave him is very precious, and the roses his mother likes are very precious.

The most important thing right now is to pretend to be confused by his kindness to her, and slowly get closer to him.

Aim for a little more freedom here these days.

Bai Shaoxuan looked deeply at the white piano in front of him, and touched every structure on the piano stand.

Suddenly he opened a small box on the piano stand. There was a photo on the back of the box's lid, a photo that looked old. The woman in the photo smiled like a moon, elegant and cold.