Your Highness Doubi, please take the call: Queen Momoda

Chapter 141 He's My Brother

Crystal-clear eyes like glass, slender and dense eyelashes, and jet-black agate-like hair exude a faint luster.

The whole person is like a noble prince!
"Piano Prince Su Hang, Roland, you still like such elegant music!"

Long Qianyao read the font on the LCD screen, but he really didn't see it. Roland likes to listen to piano performances!

Hearing Long Qian's Yao's words, Roland realized how abrupt his actions just now were.

Seeing that they all cast their eyes on her, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her cold face!He went upstairs pretending nothing had happened.
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The night fog is blurred, and the stars are lingering.

In the dark sky, a full moon hangs on the branches, and the pointed roofs in the distance seem to have poked into the moon.

The clear brilliance of the moon sprinkled the earth, and every place seemed to be covered with a layer of misty silver frost.

The forest in the distance is like a dark green sea. When the wind blew a ripple, the leaves would rush and play beautiful music.

Roland stood on the height of the villa. It was a pointed tower top. Looking down, everything seemed much smaller.

The wind was blowing, and her short chestnut hair was also flying with the wind, and the beige windbreaker on her body was blown up by the wind.

As the wind blows, the fragrance of roses is blown away, and the whole air is filled with this rich fragrance of flowers.

She looked at everything under her feet, at the never-fading red roses wrapped around the wrought iron gate not far away, and at the sea of ​​trees in the distance.

"Sure enough, the view from a high place is so beautiful~~~"

There were slight footsteps behind her, and An Moran's voice, on such a night, was as mellow as red wine.

Roland didn't speak, and sat up on the table, a pair of slender legs, dangling at a height of several hundred meters...

An Moran looked at her back, her slender shoulders seemed to be blown off by a sudden gust of wind.

Gradually, more and more phantoms of Roland's figure appeared in front of his eyes. It seems that a few years ago, there was also a girl who sat on a high platform and asked him, standing on it, was the scenery below beautiful? ?

He rushed to the stage and turned over. The black pants wrapped his slender and powerful legs. He stood tall, like a monarch, looking down at the world.

Roland looked up at him. His pure black hair was flying in the wind, and the tips of his hair were shining with crystal stars.

“The moon is beautiful~~”

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the white lenses were also stained with a faint luster by the moonlight. It seemed that the pair of dark eyes behind the thin lenses were also much warmer.

Roland also raised his head, looking at the full moon in the sky, like a shining jade plate.

The breeze blows away the hair on her forehead, and under the moonlight, that white jade-like face is more detailed, and those big eyes are as clear as black jade, black and white are distinct, and there is a moving style.

It's beautiful~~~
However, how many people would look up at the sky like this!

The two of them were like this, looking up at the sky, motionless for a moment, as if time had stopped here.

"Just now, you know that piano prince!"

After a long time, An Moran's faint words came over, and the faint voice quickly disappeared in the wind.

"He is my half-brother."

(End of this chapter)