Get Rich In Cold Palace

In the middle of the night, a wonderful sound of the piano came out, which made Bai Jiaojiao, who was just going to sleep, open her eyes, because she had never heard such a wonderful sound.

The sound of the piano not only awakened her, but also the "actors" who were always behind.

"The master has played the piano!"

A group of surprised eyes appeared in the dark. They opened the door just to see Bai Jiaojiao coming out of the door, which made their pupils shrink.

The sound of Qin attracted Bai Jiaojiao. Curious, she went out of the room and found that the sound of Qin came from Qian Mohan's room. Thinking of the Guqin she saw in the daytime, she knew that Qian Mohan was playing.

"It's weird not to sleep and play the piano at night."

Bai Jiaojiao mumbled that the sound of the piano is good, but it's true that people can't sleep.

Originally, she wanted to open the door and say something, but it was really not good to think of the night in the same room. Thinking of this, Bai Jiaojiao's hand stopped in mid air and turned to go back to her room.

Just turned around, the piano stopped.

Bai Jiao looked curiously at the door of the room and shrugged.

It's time for a good sleep.

She went back to the room, closed the door, turned around, her head hummed.

This is not her room!

Isn't this qianmohan's room? But she went to her room, but how did she get in it? Bai Jiao stood at the door in amazement.

She patted her face. Is it a dream?

Qian Mohan is sitting behind the piano. His hand just stops from the piano. He has a faint smile on his face and turns his head to look at Bai Jiao.

Bai Jiao, who was still in the same place, did not know what had happened.

"I I seem to be sleepwalking! "

See thousand ink cold is looking at herself, she embarrassed smile, always feel very strange, how inexplicable into thousand ink cold room, she how also can't understand.

"You're not sleepwalking, you're walking in on your own."

Qian Mo Han smiles and opens his mouth, with one elbow on the ground, revealing half of his chest. Green silk slowly slips from his shoulder and looks at Bai Jiao with interest.

Moonlight through the window scattered on him, really like the night fairy.

Bai Jiao Jiao's feet seemed to be nailed, and she felt unable to move.

It must be that I didn't wake up just now. I can't even distinguish other people from my own room. It's impolite to suddenly enter other people's room in the middle of the night.

“…… You were playing? It's very nice. Ha ha ha. "

Bai Jiao said with a smile, trying to ease her embarrassment.

"It's not mine. It's an old friend's."

Said, thousand ink cold sit up again, sleeve long finger slowly across the string, seems to think of what, eyes are all gentle.

Smell speech, white Jiao Jiao slowly nodded.

Old friend? If such lines appear in ordinary TV dramas, the old friend must have died.

"If you like, I'll play another song for you."

Qian Mo Han raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile.

"No..." Use.

Before she could refuse, Qian Mo Han's hand had begun. Bai Jiao felt a heavy stone on her body.

I didn't know to praise him!

Different from what I heard just now, it makes people feel calm like water, and this song makes people feel sad and brings up sad things in people's heart.

It has to be said that Qian Mohan's piano sound is very beautiful, which makes Bai Jiaojiao fascinated.

She can't help but feel in her heart that if Qian Mohan lived in modern times, with his talent and beauty, he would definitely have more than 100 million fans.

Bai Jiaojiao is intoxicated with it. She goes to Qin with her feet involuntarily. She squats down and reaches out her hand to reach the string slowly.

Boom!

When her hand touched the string, she made a strange sound. Qian Mo Han opened her eyes and stopped her action. The wonderful sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

Baijiao instinctively pulls back her hand, because the string cuts her fingertips.

Thoughts were pulled back, she frowned and looked at her fingers, a small blood bead came out, fortunately, it was not very deep.

I haven't been waiting for her complete reaction.

With the cold of the hand in her mouth, gently cut.

Bai Jiao Jiao was blinded by his sudden action, and suddenly felt that something soft was touching her at her fingertips. She blinked, quickly took back her hand, stood up, stepped back two steps, and looked at the person in front of her.

"You What do you want to do? "

She always thinks that tonight's qianmohan is very strange, can't it be a vampire or something?

"Help you stop bleeding. Don't touch this piano casually. It's the owner."

Said, thousand ink cold again restored just now posture, a pair of languid appearance, on the face hangs evil spirit smile.Bai Jiao didn't believe what he said. He thought he was cheating himself. But when he saw his cut hand, he felt that it was a little strange.

"It's just a little injury. I'm going back."

With that, Bai Jiaojiao raised her feet to leave. Suddenly she thought of something. She stopped and said, "Oh, by the way, don't play the piano. It's disturbing the people at night."

All of you have come. You have to say what you just want to say.

The thousand Mo Han lightly eh a, toward she waved a hand.

This time, Bai Jiaojiao came to her room in the spirit of twelve points, tentatively pushed the door open, and then stepped in after confirming that it was her room.

She lay in bed, perplexed.

How did you get into qianmohan's room just now? Is it an illusion? And his piano. It's the first time she's ever seen a piano that hurts people.

Soon she fell asleep.

The next day, Bai Jiaojiao got up early, and her mind was full of the strange moment of last night.

"Xiao Lan, did you hear the piano yesterday?"

White Jiao Jiao absent-minded eating breakfast, always feel that they become like that is related to the sound of the piano, she looked to Xiaolan asked.

"The sound of the piano? No, "he said

Xiaolan looks puzzled, but she slept very well last night. Before, she always couldn't sleep well and loved to dream.

"That's strange. Am I dreaming?"

Hearing what Xiao Lan said, Bai Jiao couldn't help wondering if she was dreaming, but the dream was too real. She suddenly thought of something and raised her right hand to look at her fingertips. Sure enough, the wound on her middle finger was there, she wasn't dreaming!

Is qianmohan a monster?

"Miss, are you too tired recently because of the fashion show?"

Xiao Lan looked at her face and asked.

Xiao Lan's voice brings Bai Jiaojiao back to her mind. She shakes her head and thinks that she thinks too much. She must have not had a good rest recently. She must have been sleepwalking last night.