Wife-loving addiction: Jane's strong lock of marriage

Chapter 130 Precious Gift

Ye Qingci smiled, and looked up at him, "You earned a mountain of gold, why reward me?"

"That's not a reward, it's a reward." Jian Shichu pretended to be frivolous and touched her face, "I want to reward you, thank you!"

"You haven't rewarded me yet, why should I thank you?" Ye Qingci gave him a coquettish look, "What if you don't reward me after I thank you?"

"I don't believe what you say anymore? Did you ever lie to me?" With a charming and charming look, Jian Shichu's soul flew away, turned over and pressed her under him, rubbed her tender skin, and rubbed her Rubbing away, it looks like I can't love enough.

Ye Qingci was tickled by him and smiled, feeling happy physically and mentally.

In the past, although the eldest brother Ye Jingzhi loved her, Zeng Meiru and Ye Yazhi were also very important to Ye Jingzhi.

Sometimes, if Zeng Meiru insisted on admonishing her, Ye Jingzhi would not be disobedient, and would watch helplessly. At most, he would feel distressed afterwards, comfort her with greetings, and give her medicine.

Living to the age of 20, for the first time in her life, she has a person who belongs to her completely.

He can disobey his grandfather for her, give up his most precious life for her, and burn her cold life with his fiery love.

Before, she never thought that in this life, she could still be so happy.

Ye Qingci moved her body and took the initiative to kiss her.

Eyebrows, lip corners, neck, Adam's apple...

She is as gentle as water, and Jian Shichu is willing to drown in the middle of the water.

The two lingered for a while before getting dressed and going downstairs to eat.

In the living room downstairs, there is an extra white piano.

The white piano sound has smooth lines and sparkles, exuding a charming brilliance under the sunlight coming in from the window.

Ye Qingci couldn't help walking over, surprised and delighted.

"For you!" Seeing her overjoyed look, Jian Shichu was a little proud, "Do you like it?"

"Yeah! I like it!" Ye Qingci nodded vigorously, rubbed her fingertips over the mirror-smooth surface of the piano, and suddenly noticed, on her right side, several golden English letters: J&Y.

Ye Qingci was stunned.

J&Y?

Is it the initials of Jian Shichu's "Jian" and Ye Qingci's "Ye"?
"Found it?" Jian Shichu raised her hand triumphantly and tapped her forehead, then stretched out her arms to wrap around her waist, "It's engraved with your name, it is exclusive to you, in the future you want to Whenever you play, you can play at any time, and you don't have to worry about others looking at you."

Ye Qingci couldn't help laughing when she thought of the scene where Jian Shichu's second younger brother slammed the piano cover with a dark face back then in Qingcheng club.

It has been a few months, and she can't remember it. Unexpectedly, he still remembers it so clearly, and specially gave her a piano with her name engraved on it as a gift.

Sometimes this man is so domineering that people can't help but jump, but more often, he is so sweet that people can't help but want to cry.

"What will you play?" Jian Shichu rubbed her head, "Play a song for me."

Ye Qingci sat down beside the piano upright, and looked back at him with a smile, "What if I play it as badly as cotton?"

Without hesitation, Jian Shichu said, "I'll hire a teacher for you!"

"Then what should I do if I don't want to learn?" Ye Qingci acted like a baby.

Jian Shichu ate this, and couldn't put it down as she touched her cheek, "Even if my wife quacks like a duck, I still love to hear it!"

Ye Qingci smiled, grabbed his hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it lightly, then turned around and opened the piano cover.

This is the best piano he has ever seen, every detail is perfect and impeccable.

When this idea broke into Ye Qingci's mind, Ye Qingci smiled.

There is no need to think about this, Jian Qiye is the person who pursues the quality of life the most, all things are either not used, or the best ones are used.

Of course, he will choose the best gift for her with all his heart, and it is also a unique personal customization in the world!
She put her hands on the black and white keys, silently adjusted her breathing, and calmed down.

She hasn't played the piano for a long time, I hope, the piano that Jian Shichu gave her with good intentions will not be ruined.

The ten fingers, slender and white like spring onions, dexterously jumped on the keys, and the melodious sound of the piano slid out with the beating of the fingertips, floating in the air, agile and melodious.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, she opened her lips slightly and sang softly:
When I was a child, I chiseled the wall and stole someone's light,

In the past, I did not comb a bitter ten-year cold window,
Now reading under the light,

Red sleeves add fragrance,

Half-life fame is nothing but vanity,

All the way in March, hazy oriole grows,
I saw my hometown in the catkins flying,

I don’t know if you in my heart are still in Luyang,

A strand of blue silk is treasured for a lifetime,
Lovers on the bridge come and go,
Hongyao by the bridge laments that the night is too long,
The moon also shakes and people hesitate,

A song of Lishang came from Upon,
Luzhou moonlight shines on my heart,

Under the moon, you are no longer what you used to be,

Too many hurts to tell my heart,

Sigh, at that time it was only common,

Moonlight, pear blossoms and cool rain in Luzhou,

Who are you by now?

The moonlight of my hometown is deeply burned in my heart,
But I can't shed any tears back then...

I don't know why, but what I heard in my ears was this song, but another melody loomed in my mind.

In the dark, it seems that there is a clear and sweet voice, singing something in his ear.

what is it then?

He thought angrily, and his head felt a sharp pain like being drilled.

He frowned, fearing that Ye Qingci would find out, he took a step back indistinctly, and pressed his temple.

Fortunately, Ye Qingci was concentrating on playing and singing and didn't notice anything strange about him.

After the song was over, Jian Shichu returned to his original state and rubbed Ye Qingci's head vigorously, "You played well and sang well, I really found a treasure!"

There was a sentence that he was thinking in his heart, but he didn't say it out of his mouth.

Luan Qingyuan is known as the "Genius Girl Pianist".

However, from what Jian Shichu heard, Ye Qingci played much better than her.

There is also Ye Qingci's singing voice, which is ethereal and beautiful. This song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world.

If Ye Qingci went to the entertainment industry, she would be an instant hit without any packaging.

There is no unreasonable love in the world, and there is no unreasonable hatred. Jian Qiye admits that he is that kind of shameful visual animal, and he loves beauty.

His beauty is not only beautiful in person and beautiful in heart, but she can also play the piano well and sing well, so why doesn't he feel elated and love her to the core.

Ye Qingci tilted her head and looked at him playfully, "Actually, to put it bluntly, it's called beauty in Qingren's eyes, and to put it in a bad way, it's called bastard to see mung beans, right eye!"

"Idiot!" Jian Shichu knocked her on the head hard, "Who would describe his man as a bastard?"

Ye Qingci froze for a moment, got into his arms, giggled, "It's just a description, not the bastard you imagined!"

"You still dare to say it?" Jian Shichu raised his hand and wanted to knock Ye Qingci's head, but suddenly something flickered in his mind, and his fingers stopped in the air.

Seeing him frowning, Ye Qingci looked a little pale, stood up worriedly, and grabbed his fingers that were frozen in midair, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

(End of this chapter)