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

Chapter 323 Amazing (2)

This is also a great beauty, and like Liu Hanyan, she is also a dignified, elegant and classical beauty.

There is no way, Mrs. Jane just finds this type of woman pleasing to the eye, and thinks that after marrying a man, this kind of woman must regard her husband as her god, treat Jane Shichu like a god, and obey her words.

Soon, Yue Rongyue also finished playing, and it was Ye Qingci's turn to play.

Jian Shichu, who was originally sitting lazily, was shocked, and all eyes were locked on Ye Qingci.

Why is his wife so beautiful?

Every movement, every frown and smile, seems to be tailor-made for him by the heavens, no matter how you look at it, it's pleasing to the eye!

Jian Shichu stared at his wife with admiration in his eyes.

Ye Qingci wore a long white dress given to her by Ruan Yuezhu. On the hem of the skirt were countless pearls and diamonds. With her every move, it was like a bright starry sky, sparkling and eye-catching.

But her temperament and charm were not taken away by those pearls and diamonds at all, on the contrary, she became more elegant and noble.

Her long hair was loose and fluttering in the wind, swaying wave after wave of gentle color, which made Jian Shichu wish he could immediately take his wife into his arms, and stroke her black hair vigorously.

He looked almost greedily at her perfect face like a jade carving.

Such a beautiful, delicate and stunning beauty is his wife!

This thought made Jian Shichu's whole body comfortable, and the corners of his brows and eyes were tinged with tenderness, making him look even more charming.

The four daughters looked at Ye Qingci and then at Jian Shichu. For some reason, they felt ashamed of themselves.

Deep down in his heart, he felt that only a girl like Ye Qingci, who was as beautiful as Ye Qingci, could be worthy of someone like Jian Shichu.

In the past, Ye Qingci always wore simple T-shirts and slacks, so although she was very beautiful, she was not as dazzling as she is now.

It was the first time that Mrs. Jian looked at Ye Qingci seriously.

In the past, when he saw Ye Qingci, he always looked at it out of the corner of his eye with disdain.

At this moment, he found that Ye Qingci, who had changed into a gorgeous long dress, was as dazzling and noble as Cinderella transformed into a princess.

This realization made him very unhappy.

He looked down on Ye Qingci, wishing that Ye Qingci would turn into an ugly monster if he blinked his eyes.

But in fact, Ye Qingci is getting more and more beautiful and eye-catching.

No wonder his precious golden grandson, this woman fascinated her heart and soul, and opposed him everywhere, she really is a vixen!
Ye Qingci ignored the worried, jealous, or resentful gazes, and sat behind the guqin, her thin white fingers making a sound of "ding" on the guqin.

Jian Shichu stared at the slender white fingers, squinted her eyes, and her heart was very itchy.

In a good time, he actually accompanied a group of people here to watch his wife play the piano, what a sickness!
It's rare that he has time, he should press his soft and tender wife on the bed, and let his wife serve him well with her tender and smooth hands!
Under the sun, the handsome and noble Jian Qiye, who looked like a god, stared at his wife, quietly playing tricks on her in his mind.

As for Ye Qingci, her slender fingers danced on the guqin, and the beautiful melody slipped out of her fingers like flowing water.

Mrs. Jian and his three friends, after retiring from their original positions, had nothing to do, so they got together to study piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in order to kill time and cultivate their moral character.

Although they themselves are not at the level of masters, they usually come into contact with masters. At this moment when they heard Ye Qingci's playing, the four of them all had extremely surprised expressions on their faces.

Both Liu Hanyan and Yue Rongyue played well, but that was relative to their age.

They are all very young, and the oldest is no more than 25 years old. It is very rare to be able to play at their level.

But Ye Qingci's piano skills, obviously, have surpassed her age and reached the level of a master.

The three old people, including Mrs. Jane, quickly put away their surprise, closed their eyes, and listened intoxicated to the sound of the piano like a mountain and flowing water.

That melodious voice seemed to lead them into a valley.

In the valley, there are jungles, streams, butterflies, insects and birds chirping, just like a fairyland on earth, a paradise.

Just when they were immersed in the music, the music suddenly had a tactful ending, the sound gradually weakened, and finally became silent.

Before Mrs. Jane could recover from the intoxication, she opened her eyes when an old friend beside her exclaimed, "Look, what is that!"

The old lady Jian quickly opened her eyes, and as far as she could see, there were a few happy birds singing cheerfully around Ye Qingci and the Guqin, and a group of butterflies dancing around Ye Qingci and the Guqin.

Mrs. Jane was shocked!

I heard before that playing the guqin to a certain level can attract a hundred birds to the phoenix.

He did not expect that in his lifetime, he would actually be able to witness such a spectacle with his own eyes!

When Jian Shi first saw the eyes of everyone present, they all fell on his wife, and she was very dissatisfied.

He stood up, walked towards Ye Qingci, and stretched out his right hand to Ye Qingci.

Ye Qingci smiled sweetly, and put her tender white palm into Jian Shichu's.

Jian Shichu closed his palms together, feeling that he was holding Ye Qingci's small white hand tightly, and the displeasure just now gradually dissipated.

A butterfly flew over and landed on their clasped palms.

There was also a butterfly, which landed on the top of Ye Qingci's hair, fluttered its wings, and paused for a short while.

Jian Shichu looked at the butterfly resting on the shimmering hair, couldn't help herself, and raised her hand to touch the butterfly.

Ye Qingci, on the other hand, mistakenly thought that Jian Shichu was going to touch her face in front of so many people, and bowed her head shyly.

Xiao Ying, who had been standing behind Jian Shichu to wait, suddenly had a thought, took out her mobile phone silently, and took a picture of the two of them.

Before Jian Shichu's fingertips touched the butterfly, the butterfly flew away. Jian Shichu's palm landed on Ye Qingci's head. Ye Qingci's shy eyes looked at the palms of the two .

The scene, so beautiful that it was like a painting, was frozen in Xiao Ying's mobile phone.

Xiao Ying took several photos in a row before returning the phone to the gallery to see the photos he just took.

Xiao Wei leaned over and admired it with him.

Excited, he even forgot that he couldn't speak casually on such an occasion, and lowered his voice to exclaim: "My God! How can it be so beautiful? Make it into a poster, and it can attract hundreds of millions of fans in minutes!"

Xiao Ying made a silent gesture to him, thinking the same as Xiao Wei.

If this scene is edited into the advertisement of Jane's products and made into a promotional poster, it will definitely be popular all over the world overnight.

(End of this chapter)