cute and sweet

Chapter 981 Sub-Yu, give it to me, please? 1
As if for Shen Qingjue's return, a few flowers in the flowerbed by the wall were in full bloom, full of vitality.

After entering the room, Luo Ziyu asked Shen Qingjue to sit down on the soft couch beside him, and put the feather pillow on his back for him to lean on.

Afterwards, she went to open the window, took the tulle curtain beside the bed and hung it in front of the window and by the door.

There came the wind, past the tulle curtains, soft and harmless.

After finishing her work, Luo Ziyu sat next to her master, seeing the doubt in his eyes, she gently held his hand and rubbed her cheek, then said: "The purple goblin said that you just came out of the hot spring, Don’t let the wind blow outside for too long. Now that it’s like this, a little wind can pass through, and it won’t hurt you. Master, how is it? Do you feel alright?”

Hearing this, Shen Qingjue turned his wrist and took Luo Ziyu's hand into his palm.

Holding those white jade-like hands, Shen Qingjue looked at them carefully, stroked them lightly, and finally, lowered his head, and kissed the pair of catkins.

As if caring for a rare treasure, Shen Qingjue's eyes were full of tenderness, and even his voice was warmer than the hot spring in Danquan Mountain: "I'm fine, Ziyu, I like it very much."

Shen Qing never knew how to express her feelings, this feeling of being cared for and valued.

It has nothing to do with his status, his identity, and all his auras, but simply cares about him so much.

Turning his eyes, Shen Qingjue looked at the tulle by the window, looking at the wave-like gauze fluttering slightly with the wind, felt that his heart was also brushed by the gauze, becoming soft, and flowing a kind of happiness called happiness. of spring water.

Looking around through the layers of veils, Shen Qingjue found that the original windows in the living room were bright and clean, but it became a little hazy, but it was more poetic.

Just as he was thinking, Luo Ziyu suddenly got up and walked towards the south window.

Shen Qingjue knew that there was a qin table on the curtain under the south window, and a guqin was placed on it.

He sat on the soft couch without moving, but slowly relaxed his body, closed his eyes, and quietly discerned everything in the room by his ears.

Soon, a few tunes of the piano were heard.

After that, the flowing melody flowed out from the guqin that has not been used for a long time, as if telling the reunion when the flowers bloomed back then, with a little bit of surprise and appreciation; as if singing the tacit understanding of getting along day and night, With a trace of love and liking; like whispering nostalgia when you can't talk and laugh, with every inch of lovesickness and distress.

It's like pouring out like complaining, like singing like weeping, like whispering between lovers, and like laughing and fighting between lovers.

Those likes, those sympathies, those companionships, those laughters, those admirations, those heartbreaks, and even the little bit of uneasiness vaguely revealed at this moment...

All the emotions flow out through this piano sound, making people intoxicated and fascinated by it.

Shen Qingjue opened her eyes unconsciously, got up from the couch, stood there, and looked at the person in front of the window.

The delicate and nimble girl, dressed in a delicate goose yellow color, made her figure even more exquisite.

Her skin was creamy, her face was like a peach blossom, her nose was straight, her lips were slightly pursed, her bright starry eyes were slightly closed, and she was immersed in the sound of her piano.

Sunlight slanted in from outside the window, and it happened to shine on her...

(End of this chapter)