Son, you miss me

Chapter 125, you hate it, your whole family hates it!

In the courtyard, the young man wore light brocade and floated under the moon. The long hair is scattered, and the moonlight is shining, as graceful as a fairy. The slender fingers gently stroked the strings, flowing out the beautiful heavenly music.

Spin, he pressed his hand on the strings, and the music stopped abruptly.

"It's not good to eavesdrop on people playing the piano." He turned his head, and his starry eyes were particularly Shining. What do you think, little sister?"

"I..." Xinyi just wanted to say something, but he was afraid that he would follow his way of thinking, and he would suffer again. Therefore, she smiled and said, "The second brother is really elegant when playing the piano to the moon. However... Today is July and a half. Aren't you afraid of attracting any lonely ghosts after this song? Brother, aren't you afraid?

Mu Fangjin's fingers stroked the strings and immediately smiled at her and said, "Even if it can attract anything, I'm afraid of such elegant things as playing the piano. Why should I be afraid of it?" He hooked a cunning curvature at the corners of his mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly: "For example, you are like this."

"What?" Xinyi was stunned: "Second brother, you can see clearly. I'm a living big man. How can I be what the hell!"

His smile became more and more playful: "For example, a nuisance."

"...you hate it, your whole family hate it!"

"This is really disrespectful." Mu Fangjin shrugged his shoulders: "I'll tell my mother tomorrow and ask her to punish you again." He said so indifferently.

Xinyi's eyes twitched: "Are you serious? Second brother, when will you make a small report to tell the secret?

But her second brother still kept smiling: "If you come to beg me, I won't tell you. How about you come?"

"...Please give me a small report." Xinyi gave him a white look: "I won't accompany you to feed mosquitoes this day. Mr. Mu, you are so elegant. Continue to be romantic with the moon. The little one will go back first."

"Wait." Seeing that she really wanted to leave, Mu Fangjin also opened his mouth to stop him and said, "Why, I haven't seen my second brother for so long and still refuse to talk to me for a while. I'm leaving now?"

She looked back and looked at him: "I came looking for the sound of the piano, but now you don't play it anyway. Why am I still here?"

"Do you know what kind of music we just played?"

Xinyi shook his head: "It's unfortunate that although this song sounds good, I really have no mastery in the piano. I don't know what kind of music you are."

He smiled and said, "It's right that I haven't heard it. This song was written by me on a whim." Mu Fangjin said and gently stroked the seven strings with his fingers. It is remembered that in those days when we went to Beirong Mountain, there was such a beautiful moonlight in the mountains and forests, so... just play a song casually.