Good girl novels

After dinner, the children played for a while.

The night is coming again, and Su'er is not sleepy at all. The little girl went to bed early because she didn't take a nap. When Xiaorong put the curtains on, she lit the light again.

Mu'er didn't sleep, and was grinding in Su'er's arms.[

"Xiaorong, who brought me back to the room at noon?" She suddenly fainted. Didn't they startled? But why is it so quiet? Xiaorong didn't mention it? This is not in line with her temperament, and she should be nagging in her ears. This quiet is unusual.

"At noon? Take it back to the room? Why do you need someone to take care of your own room?" A big question mark appeared on Xiaorong's face.

Su'er was stunned, and a puzzle flashed in her eyes. What's going on? Then change the question, "Did you carry Mu'er back to the room?" Did you fall asleep but put it on her bed? No, if Xiaorong brings it back, it will usually put it on Mu'er's own small bed.

She prepared a small bed for her two children, so that they had been independent since childhood, and educated them in a very Western way. She would not spoil them or spoil them, but the people in the store... Well, sometimes she couldn't help but want to teach them. These people would stand on the side of the children.

Su'er and Xiaorong were chatting about the afternoon, paying attention to the little things in their arms, and they began to feel a little uneasy. Obediently, they stayed in her arms without moving. They could see what changes their children had at a glance.

"Xiaorong, Mu'er... Didn't you bring it at noon?"

Xiaorong asked back, "Mu'er comes in to find you. Haven't you always brought it?"

"Oh..." It seems that I can't ask anything.

Su'er smiled and turned to the little guy, "Mu'er, are you having fun with dad? Is there anything fun? Tell my mother, is it okay to play with mom?" She coaxed her with a smile. At this time, she felt embarrassed and actually had a scheming with a child.

"Okay! Next time, let dad and mom play together. Haha!..."

A child is a child. When he sees his mother laughing, he is also happy.

She knew that someone was coming, and she also learned from Xiao Rong's words that this person was coming quietly.

In his mind, Murong Jing flashed through his intuition again.

It seems that he has become a little different recently...

It was darker at night. When the wind passed, the willow branches in the courtyard swayed lightly, and the bamboos rustled.

The tiny shadow is silent in the moonlight steps, faintly laid. It seems that the crescent moon in the sky is tilted, with only a few stars.

The black hair is like a waterfall shawl and the beautiful eyebrows like willows dyed the cold and lost their souls.

The lost soul murmured to himself, delicate and ethereal, "I don't know that the soul has been broken, and there is a dream that follows me. Except for the moon in the sky, no one knows..."

Suddenly, a wisp of piano sound came up faintly, sad and heartbroken, and moved, but there was another ethereal aura entangled. Gradually, the piano sound was light and exciting, not like a mountain or flowing water, but there was a modern atmosphere that boasted youth.[

Strange sound, strange piano...

For some reason, Su'er felt familiar.

Yes, it looks like pop music? It looks like a familiar piece of music, but it's just a name that she can't get up. Could it be that the person who plays the piano comes from modern times? They are also time travelers?

Is there anyone playing such a piano here?

She stood up in shock and looked for the source of the piano sound.

After leaving the store, the sound of the piano actually came from the chess hall.

At the gate of the chess hall, there were a string of large lanterns hanging on the left and right, which were not extinguished at night. I wonder if it was Murong Jing's conceited or why, since the opening of the chess hall, these two doors have never been closed, day and night. However, even so, no slut dared to visit at night.

He stood in front of the door without realizing it, and the lights reflected his beautiful face and his plain shadow was slender.

The sound of the piano is not like that of Murong Jing.

She had heard of Murong Jing's piano.

Different styles.

Or, is it the piano player? But this music really made her curious.

After hesitating for a while, she stepped into this place for the first time.

Really, it's the first time tonight.

Even if she was a neighbor for three years and had three years of facing each other, she had never stepped into his place. She would think of this place every day. Because there was a person here, when she thought of this person, she would naturally think of the chess hall. It was just a small chess hall he opened. At first, it was only for some idle people and scholars to play chess, but later it gradually became a hall for romantic and literary people.
Chapter completed!