Chapter 665

"What's the matter with you?"

The white jade hand shook before his eyes, leaving bursts of shadow.

Qin Jian didn't come back: "ah? What?"

"What are you staring at?" Posey smiled softly.

Qin Jian regained his mind, reached out and grabbed her hand, shook his head and said with a smile: "my sister's skill and voice are really great. I can't help but immerse myself..."

Posisi lowered his head and stroked the hair in his ear: "it's nothing. Whoever spends a few years studying it will not be bad."

Qin Jian's eyes moved: "can you learn another musical instrument?"

"Learn another one?"

Posey glanced at him. "To tell you the truth, I should have learned all the musical instruments in those years."

Qin Jian almost choked: "people spend a few years learning a musical instrument. Have you finished it all?"

Posisi smiled: "Qin Jian, you should know that learning is the simplest thing. The hardest thing is actually creation. Even if I can play many musical instruments, it is still difficult for me to create beautiful songs. It needs talent, artistic talent."

"This is true. Art needs and depends on talent most." Qin Jian nodded.

"Shua."

He pressed the soul guide on the armour, and a lyre appeared on his knees: "this is called Guqin. It is a highly difficult version of the guzheng I brought to the world a few years ago. I don't know if you can learn it."

"Guqin? Guzheng?"

Posisi looked at the Guqin he had never seen before and obviously raised some interest.

"Well, you see, this is a zither. It has 21 strings. It's much simpler than a zither that needs 7 strings to pop up 21 notes."

Qin Jian took out the zither again and showed it to her.

Posey took it curiously, put it on his leg and gently pushed it: "Ding Dong!"

"It's so ethereal and thick."

A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"This is not how to play..."

Qin Jian suddenly came up to her, attached to her hand and gently moved on the zither: "you see, the zither is most suitable for plucking strings at this two inch position, and the timbre can play best."

Suddenly, he grabbed his hands from behind and sprayed his warm breath on his side face. Posey was a little confused.

Is he really teaching her how to play, or is he deliberately ambiguous?

"Well, I know how to play. Go and sit down."

While Qin Jian's movement slowed down, posisi quickly took out his hand and pressed him back.

But the next moment, the zither on her leg was put away by Qin Jian. At first, the zither replaced the zither.

Qin Jian came up again without the smell of fireworks, stretched out his hands from both sides behind her, grabbed her hands and put them on the Guqin bit by bit.

"For guqin, I basically only have some theoretical knowledge. Whether I can learn this instrument depends on your own."

The man's breath kept coming, and Posey's body, which was half held, slowly became a little soft, almost subconsciously leaning back on him.

Qin Jian blinked.

He really didn't want to be ambiguous on purpose. He just wanted to teach her about Guqin and follow the trend.

Why did the beautiful sister throw herself into her arms all of a sudden?

Push her up and continue teaching?

That's impossible!

Qin Jian withdrew his hand and slowly took it away from the back of her hand.

Poseide thought he was going to stop and leave, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, Qin Jian's hands were around her willow waist.

The warm palm gently pressed the lower abdomen to transfer the heat, just like dyeing, which made her whole predecessor slightly hot.

"You..."

Posey leaned back against Qin Jian, turned his head, and his lips almost touched his cheek.

She quickly gave way and said angrily, "didn't you teach me how to play this Guqin? Why is it so sudden?"

"Sister, how am I?"

The woman exhales like orchid and sprays it on her side face. The breath is provocative.

Qin Jian quietly tightened her willow waist, slightly tilted his head, and saw her crystal clear ear beads on his mouth.

Subconsciously want to bite, this is almost his instinct

"Cough!"

Suddenly, na'er coughed fiercely in his mind.

Qin Jian's movement of gathering his head was stiff.

He knew that Nall was reminding him that it was time to press the progress bar

The next moment, he released his hand holding Posey, gave way back, and held her incense shoulder with both hands to prevent her from falling down.

"Well, sister, try it yourself." Qin Jian said solemnly.

Posey looked back at him, as if he had never thought he would suddenly step back.

"Hoo..."

However, she was not used to being so ambiguous suddenly, and she was greatly relieved at this time.

Just now, if Qin Jian continued, she was not sure if she would run away because she couldn't stand it

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong..."

String instruments have always been difficult to learn with fewer strings. The ancient Qin has only seven strings. It is not easy to get started quickly.

Fortunately, posisi is proficient in harp. Although there are many fewer strings, he has something in common

Soon, posisi's play has exceeded Qin Jian's own level.

About half an hour later, "big fish" was played from the Guqin.

"Your musical instrument talent is too high..." Qin Jian sighed.

Posey smiled: "what else do you want to hear?"

Qin Jian was inspired: "there are many guqin songs I want to hear..."

God knows how many times he recalled everything in his previous life in those 100000 years.

Otherwise, he could never remember such a long memory until now.

Including many cultural treasures, it's been a long time.

With Qin Jian's slow humming, posisi slowly reproduced these piano songs one by one.

The melodious sound of the piano floated over the sea for a long time.

Qin Jian closed his eyes and listened. Gradually, he felt his head slowly becoming heavy.

"Your piano sound... Has spiritual influence..." he said vaguely.

"Well," Posey said softly, "take a break. You seem very tired... From the moment you came to Poseidon Island, I found you very tired..."

Gentle words like running water, quietly flowing into the depths of the soul, like a mother's hand touching her head, make people relax.

"Bang."

Posisi suddenly felt his shoulder sink and slightly turned his head. He saw Qin Jian's head leaning against his fragrant shoulder, and his breath was getting heavier and heavier.

She couldn't help smiling, and the rhythm of fiddling with the strings in her hand slowly became gentle until after the time of three incense sticks, the piano sound completely disappeared.

"Buzz."

The Guqin was put away by her.

She knelt down in place, then carefully held Qin Jian's head, let him lie down slowly, and just put his head on her lap.

Looking at the man sleeping soundly on his legs, the gentle color between Posey's eyebrows became more and more intense.

She doesn't know why. People who have waited so long have no strong impulse to want, but give her a desire to take care of him