Ouyang Ying nodded slightly, his eyes turned, and his interest in Sun Heng was not as good as that in the Tao Wu hanging around his waist.

"Sun Heng."

Ouyang Zhi is fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slender figure, a beautiful face, and a childlike innocence in her eyes.

At this time, she looked at Sun Heng with a happy face: "The song you played is so nice. Next time I invite the sisters to have a party, and you can play a song for us!"

Her voice was crisp and her tone was natural, as if it was a matter of course to ask Sun Heng to play music for her.

And except for Sun Heng's frown, everyone else felt that she should have been like this.

"Nothing!"

However, Ouyang Ying's face darkened and he shouted, "When is it now? Dad and the others are about to go to the battlefield. Are you still in the mood to gather and listen to the music?"

“Um…”

Hearing this, Ouyang Zhi's cheeks twitched, her soft lips tightened, and she snorted lightly, and turned her head over.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about your business."

Seeing his sister like this, Ouyang Ying looked helpless and said, "If you want him to blow, just blow, but the market will be opened tomorrow. You can't mess around during this period."

"knew!"

Ouyang Zhi was happy when she heard this and nodded immediately.
Chapter completed!