Chapter 187

"Zhizhi -" the vibration of the mobile phone interrupted an Xiaochu's tossing and turning.

It seems to be expected that an Xiaochu's hand inadvertently pinched the quilt corner. After a short time, an Xiaochu picked up his mobile phone.

She didn't save Qin Ziang's number, but inadvertently, she remembered the eleven digits.

"Do you still have stomachache?" in the message panel, six words lie quietly. An Xiaochu could almost think that when Qin Ziang fiddled with his mobile phone, his face condensed and slightly proud. It must be like when I sent her brown sugar water last night.

Thinking of the bowl of brown sugar water, an Xiaochu subconsciously felt that the air was filled with spicy flavor.

An Xiaochu's fingers knocked on his mobile phone for a long time, and finally he went back to the past four words.

It has been a long time since the text message was sent. Qin Ziang was disappointed that he didn't wait for a reply. Simply take a book from the head of the bed and look at it at leisure.

Her face was all over her head, and she couldn't read the book at ease.

When the SMS bell rang, Qin Ziang's expression was particularly dignified.

Junxiu Yingwu's sword eyebrows wrinkled - it's so late, I haven't slept yet! Dissatisfied with an Xiaochu's work and rest, Qin Ziang's heart vaguely looked forward to it.

But when he clicked on the text message and saw the content, a handsome face shrugged down in an instant.

What do you mean "nothing, thank you!"

Are they really so strange? Qin Ziang pinched his mobile phone, his shallow eyes faded into the falling snowflakes outside the window, cold and unpopular.

An Xiaochu thought that his reply was OK! She thought for a moment. Her recent troubles come from her deep contact with Qin Ziang. If you open the distance between two people and return to the first meeting, these problems will not be a problem.

An Xiaochu wanted to open the distance, but Qin Ziang wanted to shorten the distance.

"How about learning piano? There are rewards for learning well!" when approaching a person, of course, we should start from the aspects she is most interested in.

Qin Ziang was silent for a while with a cold face. God unknowingly sent a text message.

An Xiaochu was stunned when he looked at the text message that obviously didn't have Qin Ziang's cold and arrogant style.

Reward?

It sounds strange and inexplicable. It seems a little spoiled?

Is it doting? An Xiaochu doesn't dare to think deeply. She and Qin Ziang are just contractual relations. Spoiling the word is too warm.

"It's OK. It's getting late. Good night."

This time, an Xiaochu didn't take the time to figure out how to return.

Qin Ziang holds his mobile phone and doesn't know whether he should reply to another text message. It's getting late. She should be sleepy. But he still has a lot to say.

For example - why would she wait for herself in the yard? Why not wait?

Qin Ziang lay on the bed with a cold face. He didn't put his mobile phone away until the light on the mobile phone screen went dark.

Without a reply, an Xiaochu breathed a sigh of relief.

A man lay in bed staring blankly.

But the great aunt seemed to dislike her leisure. Her lower abdomen hurt badly, and her warm hands and feet gradually became cold. An Xiaochu was sweating and groaning in a low voice with his stomach in his arms. Vaguely, an Xiaochu seemed to feel that there was a heater around him.

Qin Ziang tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. He walked to the next door. When he opened the door, he heard an Xiaochu moaning in pain. He rushed in without thinking.

At that time, an Xiaochu's consciousness was depressed with pain.

With more heat sources around, an Xiaochu almost subconsciously leaned upward. Qin Ziang saw that she looked ugly, fell down beside her and called her a few words. He was anxious to ask the doctor to come over.

An Xiaochu just then rolled into his arms. The hot temperature warmed his cold body, and the pain in his lower abdomen was not so strong. An Xiaochu sighed comfortably.

Qin Ziang's face became a little stiff.

Wooden face stretched out his hand and patted an Xiaochu's back, silently comforting. It's just that move. It's so awkward.

When an Xiaochu finally calmed down, Qin Ziang called a doctor. The answer is that this problem of women is normal. You can't make a big noise during the period. Paying attention to normal maintenance is the key.

However, when the doctor left, he said that women are afraid of cold during this period and should pay attention to keeping warm.

Qin Ziang looked down and saw the woman sleeping hard in his arms. Her bangs were scattered, her delicate skin was pale in the past, and her lips were as pale as her face.

Still holding his breath, he dissipated all at once.

An Xiaochu felt that he was in the double sky of ice and fire. It was too cold to step back. It was too hot to get close.

There seems to be a familiar smell between his nose. An Xiaochu inadvertently sniffed deeply, and his mouth naturally overflowed with a name.

"Qin Ziang!"

Qin Ziang held the horn's hand for her. In the dark, his deep eyes suddenly brightened. Staring at an Xiaochu's face, his eyes were full of expectation.

"You are so annoying!"

"Brush --" the woman's words with a strong nasal voice extinguished the light under Qin Ziang's eyes.

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The wind was cold and the city was snowed.

Yuanyu stood silent by the window. An Xiaochu was still sitting on the piano stool, and the song ended.

"Mr. Yuan, can I ask you a question?" an Xiaochu said after enduring for a long time.

Yuanyu didn't seem to expect that an Xiaochu dared to ask questions. He nodded impatiently with his thick eyebrows.

"At the beginning of the third stanza, the tone seems a little stiff. Why has no one ever proposed to modify, or what?"

An Xiaochu pinched the score and looked a little nervous. She couldn't forgive the teacher's idea, but she practiced this song all morning. Every time she turned around, she always felt strange.

"The previous piano score is naturally different. The chord transposition is based on the previous piano." Yuan Yu explained in a few words.

When an Xiao first saw that he was willing to take care of himself, he simply worked hard and asked all the questions he had accumulated.

Then there were hours of practice.

"My mind is restless. The place where I should be depressed can't go down, and the place where I should be excited is too gentle. I can't practice and leave as soon as possible, so as not to delay my time!"

Uh -- restless?

An Xiaochu bowed his head and apologized quickly. She knew she was a little upset.

While playing the piano, the scene of waking up this morning always came to her mind.

Qin Ziang held her and covered her lower abdomen with warm hands. They were covered with two layers of quilts, and the indoor temperature was also raised.

An Xiaochu felt that the temperature was very suitable and comfortable, but Qin Ziang obviously felt uncomfortable. His full forehead was overflowing with beads of sweat in twos and threes. An Xiaochu's eyes unconsciously fell on his face.

The stars were closed, and there was a dark blue under the eyes. I didn't have a good rest at first sight. His chin has a circle of blue beard residue, which gives people a much better feeling of contact.

An Xiao looked at him. Qin Ziang seemed to feel something in his dream. When I opened my eyes, I just caught an Xiaochu's eyes.

"Are you better?" the first sentence he woke up was to care about himself. An Xiaochu's body half hugged by him was stiff, nodded disorderly, and rolled to the side. Get out of his control.

The coolness in the quilt made an Xiaochu subconsciously frown. The next second, the warm breath surrounded her. Qin Ziang got up and moved an Xiaochu back to the place where they hugged each other and slept.

He noticed these details! An Xiaochu frowned and tried to hide the strangeness at the bottom of his heart.

"You have more rest. Forgive me for asking for leave for you." Qin Ziang got up a little late last night. The company still has a lot of things waiting for him.

"No!"

An Xiaochu opened his mouth and refused his kindness. Qin Ziang said nothing, looked at her for a long time and turned away.

His eyes an Xiaochu still remembers that Qin Ziang should think she doesn't know good or bad! But she didn't mean to refuse him, just didn't know how to face his good.

"Touch!" the coffee cup fell heavily on the table. An Xiaochu was startled by the sound. He looked back and saw Yuanyu's face blackened, but his eyes were still intact.

"Sorry, Mr. Yuan, I'm distracted!" an Xiaochu cherished the hard won learning opportunity and explained.

She doesn't know why. Recently, Qin Ziang has frequently appeared in her mind.

"Hum, you're honest! I'll tell you the ugly words first. I'm not an ordinary teacher, and you don't want to treat me with an ordinary attitude. Follow me, you only need to do one thing - do as I say. When practicing the piano, you must be empty and don't insult the tracks and keys with your head full of broken things!"

Such a fierce tone, if it comes out of someone's mouth, it must sound very rampant.

But when the object is forgiveness, it seems not so difficult to accept. An Xiaochu looked straight into his unpopular eyes and nodded firmly.

From being imprisoned here, her life has failed enough. If you can't even stick to your hobbies, it's really sad.

"Thank you, Mr. Yuan. I will do as you ask in the future. I promise it won't happen again!"

An Xiaochu unconsciously shook her hand on the piano key. She didn't believe in life.

Man will conquer nature. One day, she will break through the cage in front of her!

"Continue, two hours!" Yuan Yu snorted coldly and slowly spit out a few words.

This is no different from corporal punishment. An Xiaochu was just stunned and nodded without saying a word.

She really should do something to ignore the agitation at the bottom of her heart. Eager for years of piano Dream in front of him, an Xiaochu subconsciously wanted to grasp it.

Forgive me. I've read countless people all these years. But at the moment, he couldn't understand the origin of the bright light on the bottom of an Xiaochu's eyes, but it didn't matter! He's here just to teach his lessons. Don't worry about the rest.

The piano sound in his ear was several times more pleasant than before. Yuan Yu secretly looked at an Xiaochu's serious side face.

From the first time I heard her play the piano, I know that she has a certain talent. However, learning piano is a slow accumulation process, and good talents also need to work hard.

Now, let's see if an Xiaochu deserves her talent!