Chapter 269

Lu Yucheng didn't give her time to think any more. He lowered his hands and put them under her armpit. With a little effort, he held Gu Qian up.

As soon as Gu Qian made a stop, he couldn't help walking forward.

She never dreamed that there was a cello in the middle of the table.

Gu Qian came forward slowly, went to the front of the violin shelf and stood still.

She reached out, trembling, to feel it on the violin, but quickly retracted her hand.

She looked at the violin in the light, turning the delicate luster, has not played the music, as if to hear the sound of water.

There is also a signature on the body of the violin, which is a taboo of the Famous Violin Master in Austria. This violin is his work.

It is said that he only makes a piano every two or three years now. Unexpectedly, he can see his works here.

Looking at Gu Qian's timid appearance, Lu Yucheng couldn't help laughing.

He grabbed Gu Qian's hand and touched the body of the violin.

"How do you feel?"

Lu Yucheng asked softly.

Gu Qian looked back at him, a little confused in his eyes.

Lu Yucheng said with a smile: "try it and see how the timbre is."

Gu Qian pursed his lips, picked up the violin, sat on the stool, looked up at Lu Yucheng.

Lu Yucheng stood aside and made a "please" gesture.

Gu Qian picked up the piano, played it twice and tried it.

The corners of her lips rose slowly, looking very happy.

Lu Yucheng looked at it, relaxed and happy.

"I don't know if I was lucky enough to hear a song played by Miss Gu himself," he said

Gu Qian heard Lu Yucheng call her "Miss Gu", which was clearly a name of shengfen, but Lu Yucheng's voice was indescribable and ambiguous.

She pursed her lips and said in a soft voice, "I haven't pulled it for a long time. I don't know if it will happen again."

But Lu Yucheng said with a smile, "just pull the one you are most familiar with."

Gu Qian tilted his head for a moment and nodded.

She raised her hand, compared the bow to the string, closed her eyes, held her breath for a while, and finally opened her eyes. There was no fear in her eyes, but a smart look in her eyes.

Gu Qian pulled the bow, and the melodious sound of the violin began to ring.

There was a piece of music in the theater that Lu Yucheng had heard for Gu Qian before, and Gu Qian himself was most familiar with it.

The joy of love.

Lu Yucheng didn't know when, but he was already under the stage.

He sat there, quietly looking at Gu Qian, as if time had gone back.

I won't. It's hard. But I really like this song. What should I do

The girl's warm voice is like a sweet and greasy candy.

When Lu Yucheng heard this sound, he felt as if he had been poisoned. He could not extricate himself from it. Except for this man, he could not cure her any more.

He listened to Gu Qian playing the piano, as if listening to the most perfect sound of nature in the world.

Gu Qian didn't play the piano very well, because she hasn't played it for a long time, so there will be discontinuities in the middle.

Even so, she still loved the cello. She was not upset at all. Instead, she looked at the score and became more and more interested.

One song ends.

Gu Qian looked at the dark place under the stage and grinned.

Lu Yucheng's heart seemed to melt away.

That's the laugh.

I haven't seen this carefree smile for many years.

Gu Qian saw that he did not respond, so he tentatively called out: "Lu Yucheng, are you still there?"

For a long time, there was a person's applause.

Lu Yucheng got up from his seat, went up to the next stairs, went up to the stage, and walked to Gu Qian.

Gu Qian looked up at him like a child waiting for praise.

Lu Yucheng said with a smile: "it's very nice."

Gu shallow face on tiny red, light voice way: "don't believe, say a bit also not concrete."

Lu Yucheng raised his eyebrows and said, "concrete..."

He suddenly lowered his head and bit Gu Qian's lip.

Gu Qian was caught off guard and couldn't escape. She had a violin in her hand, which was very expensive. She was afraid that if she let go, she would drop it, so she held on tightly.

Lu Yucheng's kiss came again in a hurry. Gu Qian could only look up and bear him.

Lu Yucheng bit Gu Qian's lips, from shallow to deep, continuous and dense, as if to give her everything.

Gu Qian is not stable and leans on the back of the chair. Lu Yucheng holds her face and kisses her more deeply.

Lu Yucheng kisses her for a long time. When Gu Qian feels that his brain is lack of oxygen and he is about to lose his breath, Lu Yucheng releases her.

"Feel it?"

"Well?" Gu Qian is in a daze.

"Didn't you ask me to be more specific?"

Gu Qian's eyes are still confused.

"How well I kiss, how well you play."

Lu Yucheng smiles.

Gu Qian stares at him, angry and angry, but in Lu Yucheng's eyes, her eyes are full of spring.

"Nonsense Gu shallow voice soft, rebuke him.

Lu Yucheng's hand has been stroking Gu Qian's face, as if he didn't feel enough.

He touched Gu Qian's hair and said with a smile, "do you like this violin?"

Gu shallow nod: "like."

Lu Yucheng said with a smile, "just like it. In the future, you can often pull it to me."

Then he took Gu Qian's hand, put it on his mouth and gave it a kiss.

Gu shallow doubts: "this, it is..."

"For you." Lu Yucheng is smiling.

Gu shallow surprised, "send me?"

"If I don't send you, who else can I send? I can't play the violin."

Gu Qian looked at the violin and Lu Yucheng, and his doubts began to float.

"How do you know I can play the violin?"

Playing with Gu Qian's little hand, Lu Yucheng puts the Qin on one side of the shelf. Then he grabs her left hand and rubs her finger belly which has some traces of pressing the strings.

"What do you mean, I don't know?" In Lu Yucheng's eyes, he was deeply in love.

Gu Qian is still confused in his heart, "how do you know I can play the piano?" She didn't give up.

Lu Yucheng hugged her, her soft body was still the same as that of a young girl.

"I said, I know all about you. Even if I don't know, I'll find a way to know. "

Gu shallow pursed lip, soft voice way: "you still have what thing don't know?"

Lu Yucheng laughed again. This time, he laughed a little.

His palm from Gu Qian's face, slowly stroked, toward the neck, heart, fixed.

Gu Qian felt numb and itchy. He was a little embarrassed. He grabbed his hand and didn't let him do these boring movements.

But Lu Yucheng put it there.

In her heart.

His voice is soft, but on the stage, there seems to be an echo in general: "I want to know, your heart, whether there is me, you in the end, like me or not."

With that, Gu Qian's face turned red quickly.

It's a question, but it's like a definite answer.

Gu Qian bit his lip and looked at Lu Yucheng.

Lu Yucheng's eyes flashed with a bright light, "can you tell me the answer?"