Cold Ex-husband So Clingy

Xia Fu's resistance gradually stopped. The familiar touch and breath were also the warmth she had missed for a long time. She also missed Fu Ningyan, and her heart was just open for Fu Ningyan.

The action of resistance gradually turned into obedience. Xia V obediently responded to Fu Ningyan.

They lingered for a long time before they gradually stopped. Xia V's face was now full of warmth brought by intimacy, and the red tide dotted the pale cheeks more moving.

Xia V seemed to realize something and pushed Fu Ningyan away.

"Xia V, let's go." Looking at pushing away his summer suit, Fu Ningyan really didn't care. Just after Xia V responded to him, he clearly told him that Xia V still had his corner in his heart.

Fu Ningyan couldn't help but leave a kiss on Xia Fu's forehead and looked at such a beautiful Xia Fu affectionately.

Xia V saw Fu Ningyan as if he couldn't stop. He stopped and walked out of the room. Fu Ningyan looked at Xia Fu who ran away like a little rabbit, and a smile appeared on his mouth.

The kiss just now seems to have become a slow-release agent for both of them. Xia Fu's attitude was no longer so cold, and Fu Ningyan felt a lot more comfortable at once.

Fu Ningyan hurried out of the room and took Xia Fu's hand out of the door.

Along the way, both of them were worried about the kiss just now. Fu Ningyan was very happy and felt that he saw a trace of hope again.

Xia Fu resented her body. Every time Fu Ningyan touched her, she seemed to be out of control. Always unconsciously fall into his tenderness. The blush on Xia Fu's face hasn't dispersed yet. It's very lovely.

While waiting for the red light, Fu Ningyan took out his mobile phone and recorded the Xia lawsuit at the moment.

"You drive seriously!" Xia Fu heard the voice and hurriedly gave orders to Fu Ningyan. She really didn't want to entangle with Fu Ningyan again. The kiss just now was definitely an accident. Xia Fu thought angrily.

I don't know how far the car drove, and finally came to a European style building. The retro atmosphere built in this auditorium seems to preserve the charm and charm of the Renaissance in Europe in the 17th century.

Around them are foreigners in formal clothes, who are humble and polite. Like gentlemen and celebrities from the last century, Xia Fu and Fu Ningyan walked in the crowd without being inferior.

Xia Fu looked at such a scene, which was exactly the scene she dreamed of. In such a music festival, she can have a small seat. Let her stand on the track of time and taste the grand ceremony of music.

Xia Fu was filled with emotion. In the face of music, everyone's international language is not familiar. It doesn't seem to matter. Everyone is based on the same goal.

"Let's go in." Fu Ningyan looked at the summer complaint of the stream of people and reminded him softly. He carefully grasped Xia V's right hand. There were too many people here. He couldn't let Xia V have any accidents again.

Fu Ningyan walked slowly through the crowd with Xia Fu and walked into the entrance of the auditorium.

Inside the auditorium, there is another charm. All the men and women inside communicate in elegant language and express their expectations and opinions on this music. The walls are full of self portraits of some famous musicians or famous music scores.

From the auditorium into the concert hall corridor, it seems that it is also an art corridor. In the clean and bright glass window, there are some hand-made harps that are difficult to see.

Xia Fu moved slowly. There were so many arts here that she couldn't move her eyes. Greedy eyes look at the treasures on the wall and taste the breath of art.

Fu Ningyan smiled and looked at Xia Fu, feeling that he was really right this time. Seeing such a summer complaint, his heart was also very happy.

In a hurry, the radio in the auditorium announced that the concert would begin soon. Fu Ning and Yan remind Xia Fu to hurry in, and Xia Fu takes back his reluctant eyes.

Such a scene is a place where every musician can't control himself to leave. Those are soul collisions, soul exchanges.

Fu Ning, Yan Qian and politely photographed the long line, and the people present also entered the venue in an orderly manner. Fu Ningyan sat down with Xia Fu in his seat and looked at the program list just distributed at the entrance.

Xia Fu sat down and looked at the familiar stage and lights in front of him. It was her home and her pride. But now, she doesn't know when she can return to the stage.

She doesn't need to watch all the repertoires she plays. Before the stage began to play, the music in Xia V's heart began to ring.

Gradually, the concert hall was full of people, but no one was making a loud noise. Everyone came to listen to the concert in the same mood, so they all came in with respect.

The light began to dim, and the curtain was gradually opened. This time, I could only see the performer on the CD, and suddenly appeared in front of Xia v. Xia Fu still couldn't believe his eyes. He just felt that it was as unreal as a dream.

Until the first note falls, the music officially begins.

The structure of the whole auditorium was built in strict accordance with the highest standards, and the music on the stage spread melodiously in this house. The performers on the stage were calm and played the grand ceremony with familiar techniques.

Xia V also silently read the music score in his heart. This time, all the performed tracks are the treasures that Xia V cherishes in his heart. It's a rhythm that her soul can vibrate.

With the performance of one music after another, the people in the whole concert hall seem to be brought into ingenious and beautiful scenes. Xia Fu looked straight at the musicians on the stage. That was her dream.

Xia V's tears didn't know how many drops had fallen, which was her approval and love for these music. Her fingertips are still trembling slightly, and her heart is longing for music.

It was not until the curtain fell that Xia Fu felt as if he had dreamed a dream. It's like having the most beautiful dream with her favorite people and music.

When the people in the concert hall left in twos and threes, Xia Fu was still sitting in a chair. Looking at the cleaners cleaning the color tube released by encore on the stage, it seems that the days have returned to the past.

At that time, Xia V could also become the focus of the stage. At that time, she could proudly express her feelings to Fu Ningyan on the stage with a cello.

It was an age when courage had not been lost.

"Xia V, let's go." It's been a long time. Although Fu Ningyan didn't want to break Xia Fu's thoughts, in the twinkling of an eye, there were only two people left in the concert hall, and the staff also announced that it would be closed.