She asked in a daze and ashamed manner: "You, why are you talking about this in the middle of the night? You are really embarrassed."

Rong Zhen saw Ouyang Rong lowering his head and thinking for a while, then raised his head, and the face as bright as the moon, had a gentle smile:

"I just suddenly feel that Mr. Shi is so cute."

He pointed to the moon in the sky and said extremely seriously:

"Also, there are some things that you say in the middle of the night. When will you say that you are so proud of others? I am a little serious in front of others. Look, it's only two hours before dawn, and you leave at dawn. Well, please bounce it to me again, okay?"

The young man rested his chin from behind on her shoulders.

For some reason, Rong Zhen's eyes had already red. She was just turning her head, so she simply held back and closed her eyes, leaned back in his arms, seeking a moment of warmth.

It was the most comfortable position. The little girl who had melted the iceberg began to pull the strings with her hands and play the sound of the piano.

In the sound of the piano, there was a faint sound of mosquitoes and flies: "Okay, but you have to agree to something."

Ouyang Rong asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"

"Only speaking, inspiration is allowed to come out when you listen to the song, not if you come out."

He was curious: "What is that?"

Rong Zhen's eyes dodged:

"That, that bad hairpin."

Ouyang Rong:…?
Chapter completed!