My wife became sweeter after rebirth

442 Chapter 442, "Sweet Honey", I'm Drunk

"Manman, don't do it deliberately about the hidden marriage, let's let it take its course, shall we?" Bai Moyang played with Jian Man's slender fingers, his voice was still tinged with the heat. The hoarseness after the kiss.

Jian Man's face was as red as the sunset, her eyes were still a little blurred, and her breath had not completely stabilized, "Okay."

As long as he doesn't mind, she's fine.

A contented smile curled up on the corner of Bai Moyang's mouth, and he leaned slightly, took the bamboo flute from the center console and handed it to Jian Man.

Jian Man was a little surprised, "Did you find that bamboo flute?"

"No, it was customized for you."

Jian Man held the bamboo flute with joy and looked left and right. It was almost exactly the same as the one He Ziyu gave her. Recently, Shen Lianqing sent her a message saying that He Ziyu often went to performances to block her.

It's a good thing that she didn't give He Ziyu her phone number, and she's also glad that she started an internship and didn't have to go to school, otherwise she really didn't know how to face He Ziyu, not only lost the things he gave him, but also broke the appointment, which was too dishonest up.

Jian Man happily kissed Bai Moyang on the cheek, "Thank you."

Bai Moyang looked at Jian Man lovingly, "It's as long as you're happy."

Jian Man was a little eager to try. When He Ziyu gave her the bamboo flute before, she wanted to try it, but she couldn't be so eager, so she endured it. Unexpectedly, she lost the bamboo flute without playing it once. She felt sorry. for a while.

Now that the other party is Bai Moyang, she has nothing to be embarrassed about. The most important thing is for two people to get along comfortably, "You haven't heard me play the bamboo flute before, have you? Let me play one for you, okay?"

Bai Moyang readily agreed, "Okay."

What tune do you want to play?
Jian Man held the bamboo flute and tapped it lightly in her palm, thought for a moment, and finally, she sat up slightly, held the bamboo flute horizontally and put it to her mouth, and the melodious sound of the flute spread in the carriage.

She was playing a cheerful song "Sweet Honey", and her slender fingers rose and fell on the finger holes, like dancing butterflies. While playing, she looked at Bai Moyang with a happy smile on her face.

Jian Man's skill in playing the bamboo flute is very solid, and the piece she played fits her mood very well. The piece that is full of emotion is like a gurgling stream, mellow and crisp, singing lightly.

Bai Moyang's gaze has been intertwined with Jian Man's gaze in the air, and the scattered flute sounds intoxicated him, and he couldn't help singing softly in his heart along with her flute sound...

Sweet honey, you smile sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze, blooming in the spring breeze, where, where I met you, your smile is so familiar...

Bai Moyang felt as if flowers bloomed all over his heart in an instant, which made people excited and intoxicated.

After Jian Man finished playing, she saw that Bai Moyang just looked at her without saying a word, and felt a little uneasy. Originally, she was very confident in her skills, but in front of her beloved, that confidence would always be greatly compromised, so she asked softly: "Does it sound good?" ?”

"It sounds good."

"Then why didn't you speak just now?"

"I'm drunk."

What could be more gratifying than a compliment like this?
A bright smile appeared on Jian Man's face, her little face was slightly red, and she said with some embarrassment, "How could it be so exaggerated?"

"It's not exaggeration, it's the truth." Bai Moyang held Jian Man's hand, "I didn't expect my little wife to be so versatile."

The words "My Little Wife" are like a burst of sweet honey, from the mouth like the throat, to the heart, and finally rippling to the limbs and bones, the whole body is sweet everywhere.

The body seems to be tired of the sweet smell.

(End of this chapter)