Chapter 160

Along the way there are two or three tourists, as well as sketching artists. Although the scenery is beautiful, Ruan Xiaoxi dare not forget the purpose of his trip.

The road is narrower and narrower, and the environment is quieter and quieter. From time to time, there are three or two birds flying overhead. The birds here are not afraid of people at all.

It seems that this is the habitat of birds, because you can see the birds.

Can't help but let her think of a poem: "the winding path leads to the secluded place, the Zen house has deep flowers and trees."

Where there are trees, of course, there are flowers. On both sides of Shizi Road, wild flowers of various colors are blooming. Although they are not as gorgeous as those planted, they are fresh and pleasant.

Walking along Shizi Road, the forest began to change from green to red. At the beginning, it was just a little red among the ten thousand green, and then there were mangroves.

This is the mangrove in joyson's note, but no one saw joyson.

"Stop and sit in the maple forest at night. The frost leaves are more red than the flowers in February."

Ruan Xiaoxi murmurs, admires the beautiful garden and forgets to go to Qiao Yisen.

Suddenly, there came a sound of music in the forest. Ruan Xiaoxi became interested and began to look around.

Does anyone play the piano here? Such an artistic conception, coupled with a guqin, is indeed a beautiful thing in the world!

Following the music, Ruan Creek gradually came to the depth of the forest. There is a house in front of it, which is also of antique style. There are two stone lions in front of it.

In the open space in front of the door, there is a woman playing the piano. She is wearing an embroidered white Qipao and a high bun. What a dignified talented woman!

Ruan Creek is very light, for fear of disturbing the thought of the fiddler. She was appreciating the music of the piano and the picturesque woman in front of her.

It's like a fairy from the sky, landing in the deep forest for a rest.

All of a sudden, the sound of the piano stops suddenly, and then the clear flute sounds. The woman stood up, looked at Ruan Xiaoxi not far away, nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Ruan Xiaoxi looked up and saw that the piper was coming towards her. It was not someone else, but Qiao Yisen.

Dressed in white silk casual clothes, he appeared clean and neat. His hands caressed the flute and played "the moon represents my heart" to her.

Ruan Xiaoxi was so surprised that joyson came here to play flute. He can play flute!

All of a sudden, he felt a shiver, because Qiao Yisen's eyes, like his flute sound, were gentle and affectionate, and the object of his eyes was her.

Did he take the wrong medicine? Is this a confession to her?

What makes her even more creepy is that joyson stands in front of her and performs freely.

Ruan Xiaoxi's eyes are almost falling. This man is too abnormal.

But what would she do if she did? Refuse him? I won't promise him.

Well, won't you promise him? Is he serious?

She tried to keep herself calm, calm, calm again, not to let joyson see what she was thinking.

Looking at Ruan Xiaoxi standing in front of him, his eyes are flowing and his face is not full of waves. However, joyson is brewing in his heart. How can he take her!

At the end of the song, joyson was relaxed and natural, but Ruan Xiaoxi's palm was in a lot of cold sweat.

"Does it sound good?" Joyson suddenly approached and asked softly.

Originally, he wanted to be nice, but Ruan Xiaoxi was not such an obedient person. He stepped back two steps, separated himself from him, looked up at Qiao Yisen and said, "what? Are you telling me a song? "

When she said this, she was muttering in her heart that maybe it was joeyson who was making fun of her, but if you lose, you must take the initiative.

"Yes, it's confession." Joyson admitted it at once.