Chapter 226
"Wow, aren't you a student in the Department of Finance and economics?"
Ji Qianchen's eyes widened in surprise, and his admiration for Ling Xiaohan soared again.
He always has unexpected surprises, waiting for her to explore and recognize.
"I learned it as a child." Ling Xiaohan goes to the piano, and his long fingers flick on the keys.
Note from drilling into Ji Qianchen's ear.
Ji Qianchen sits beside him and stares at his hands. She admits that she is not only a face controller, but also a hand controller.
Ling Xiaohan's hands are really good-looking, with distinct bones, round fingertips and fine white skin. They are just good-looking.
"Will you?"
"My parents used to let me learn when I was a child, but I didn't learn, so I didn't want to learn."
"Well, listen."
"Good." Ji Qianchen quickly took out his mobile phone, turned on the recording function, held his breath for his performance, and gave her a performance alone.
Ling Xiaohan's hands are playing on the black and white keys.
This is a very nice prelude.
Very familiar.
It seems to be Jay Chou's secret that can't be told.
Jay Chou is accompanied by her whole student era of music legend, his songs, they all like.
After the prelude.
Ling Xiao sings with cold expression. His eyelashes are long and he croons in the dim yellow light.
The cold coffee left the coaster
I held back the emotion very much
The most beautiful is not the eaves that have been sheltered from the rain
After falling, I found that this piece of happiness is indeed Jay Chou's song, which is a classic song.
The title of the song seems to represent Ling Xiaohan's heart sound. There are so many secrets in his heart that can't be said.
The magnetic sound line, the standard tone, deeply infects Ji Qianchen.
She turned her head sideways and stared at Ling Xiao and Han Jun's sculptural side face like a little fan sister.
He sang so well that he played with the excellent piano.
It's a pity that he doesn't want to be a star. This strength can completely crush any singer under Ling's entertainment.
A song is over.
Ling Xiaohan's fingers moved away from the black-and-white keys, turned around and looked at her, "have you lost your breath?"
"I'm not angry at all, OK? I just want to hear you sing. It's really good. Why don't you become a singer and start an entertainment company to let others sing? "
Ji Qianchen saved the recording of his mobile phone and put it in his pocket.
"Do you like stars?"
"No, but if you become a star, I must be your number one fan. Your posters are everywhere in the room. I want to ask you to sign every day..."
Ji Qianchen talks endlessly, Ling Xiao turns his head and stares at her delicate lips.
Can't help but lean over and kiss her lips, swallowing her voice in his sudden kiss.
"Well..." Ji Qianchen's words are not finished.
Ling Xiaohan clasps her waist with one hand, deepens the kiss, and makes wanton love on her lips.
After the long kiss, Ling Xiaohan released her lips.
"I prefer to stamp your lips than to sign."
Ji Qianchen blushed.
The next day.
Another weekend.
The weather is exceptionally good.
After breakfast, Ling Xiaohan orders rob to prepare his car.
"Where is this going?" Ji Qianchen's confused inquiry.
"Find someone to settle."
Ling Xiaohan takes Ji Qianchen's hand and leads her out of the hall to Rob's car.
"Who do you want to settle this morning?"
I just had breakfast. It's 8:30 Beijing time.
Ji Qianchen frowned and stared at Ling Xiaohan's serious handsome face.
The murderous air on his face was appalling.
"People who moved you."
The car drove slowly to the direction of Qijia villa.
Ji Qianchen thought all the way and didn't remember who moved her recently.
Until Maybach stops in front of a grand European gate.
On the carved big iron door, there are several big gilded characters: Qijia mansion.
"Is this Qiyan's family?" Ji Qianchen looks at this magnificent villa and asks Ling Xiaohan beside him.
"Well, get out of the car."
Ling Xiaohan nodded and led her hand down from the car.
The steward of Qi's family saw that Ling Xiaohan had come to Qi's house and hurriedly came to open the door.
"Welcome to master Ling and madam Ling. Please come in here."
The housekeeper led them in.
Walk through the front yard and into the main hall.The steward entertained them first. He went to invite Qi Yan down from upstairs.
Qi Yan, who was still sleeping in his bedroom on the second floor, didn't know that a disaster was coming. He was still sleeping soundly.
Knock knock knock -
the urgent knock on the door sounds again and again.
He couldn't sleep at all because of the noise. He lifted the quilt and wrapped it around his ears.
The housekeeper had to open the door and go in first. He went to the edge of the bed and patted Qi Yan's body wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis.
"Young master, young master Ling and his wife are here. I'll wait for you downstairs. Get up quickly."
"Don't disturb me to sleep. I want to sleep. It's useless if I come." Qi Yan has a very serious get up gas, he didn't sleep enough, no one shouted useless.
After shouting several times, the housekeeper failed to summon Qi Yan from his bed. Especially in the winter, the quilt became the warmest shelter.
After waiting for 15 minutes, the housekeeper came down from the upstairs with embarrassment. "Master Ling, madam Ling, our young master may need a while. He will get up soon."
It's not a year or two since Ling Xiaohan met Qi Yan. How could he not know his temperament.
How can you get up if the sky doesn't fall and you don't wake up?
So today, he let him know what it means to fall.
Ling Xiaohan releases Ji Qianchen's hand and rises abruptly, "wait for me."
"Are you going to do a wake-up call?" Ji Qianchen asked with a funny face.
"Don't worry, it's not the kind of service that wakes you up." Ling Xiaohan kicks his hands in his trouser pocket and steps on the stairs idly.
The black line on Ji Qianchen's forehead is like a waterfall.
Ling Xiaohan enters the boy's room.
The people in the bed were wrapped up in quilts and were asleep.
The housekeeper was afraid of an accident and hurried in.
"Master Ling, would you like to call?" The Butler stood behind Ling Xiaohan and suggested.
"Why do you have to open your mouth when you can move your hand? You go to wash and wash and come here with cold water. "
Ling Xiaohan orders the steward of Qi family.
"Here, master Ling..."
"Or you can wake him up in person in a minute." Ling Xiao's cold and fierce eyes squinted at the housekeeper who dared not do anything.
The housekeeper sighed, but he left.
It's impossible to wake up the young master in a minute.
Washing your hands is a cold water.
"Upside down." Ling Xiaohan orders the housekeeper.
"No, master Ling." The housekeeper hesitated again and again.
But I'm afraid of the arrogance and ferocity of Ling Xiaohan.
The housekeeper closed his eyes and poured a basin of cold water on the bed.
Qi Yan slept well, and suddenly felt that his face and hands were attacked by icy rain.
Bang from the bed and sit up, "is it raining?"
Ji Qianchen's eyes widened in surprise, and his admiration for Ling Xiaohan soared again.
He always has unexpected surprises, waiting for her to explore and recognize.
"I learned it as a child." Ling Xiaohan goes to the piano, and his long fingers flick on the keys.
Note from drilling into Ji Qianchen's ear.
Ji Qianchen sits beside him and stares at his hands. She admits that she is not only a face controller, but also a hand controller.
Ling Xiaohan's hands are really good-looking, with distinct bones, round fingertips and fine white skin. They are just good-looking.
"Will you?"
"My parents used to let me learn when I was a child, but I didn't learn, so I didn't want to learn."
"Well, listen."
"Good." Ji Qianchen quickly took out his mobile phone, turned on the recording function, held his breath for his performance, and gave her a performance alone.
Ling Xiaohan's hands are playing on the black and white keys.
This is a very nice prelude.
Very familiar.
It seems to be Jay Chou's secret that can't be told.
Jay Chou is accompanied by her whole student era of music legend, his songs, they all like.
After the prelude.
Ling Xiao sings with cold expression. His eyelashes are long and he croons in the dim yellow light.
The cold coffee left the coaster
I held back the emotion very much
The most beautiful is not the eaves that have been sheltered from the rain
After falling, I found that this piece of happiness is indeed Jay Chou's song, which is a classic song.
The title of the song seems to represent Ling Xiaohan's heart sound. There are so many secrets in his heart that can't be said.
The magnetic sound line, the standard tone, deeply infects Ji Qianchen.
She turned her head sideways and stared at Ling Xiao and Han Jun's sculptural side face like a little fan sister.
He sang so well that he played with the excellent piano.
It's a pity that he doesn't want to be a star. This strength can completely crush any singer under Ling's entertainment.
A song is over.
Ling Xiaohan's fingers moved away from the black-and-white keys, turned around and looked at her, "have you lost your breath?"
"I'm not angry at all, OK? I just want to hear you sing. It's really good. Why don't you become a singer and start an entertainment company to let others sing? "
Ji Qianchen saved the recording of his mobile phone and put it in his pocket.
"Do you like stars?"
"No, but if you become a star, I must be your number one fan. Your posters are everywhere in the room. I want to ask you to sign every day..."
Ji Qianchen talks endlessly, Ling Xiao turns his head and stares at her delicate lips.
Can't help but lean over and kiss her lips, swallowing her voice in his sudden kiss.
"Well..." Ji Qianchen's words are not finished.
Ling Xiaohan clasps her waist with one hand, deepens the kiss, and makes wanton love on her lips.
After the long kiss, Ling Xiaohan released her lips.
"I prefer to stamp your lips than to sign."
Ji Qianchen blushed.
The next day.
Another weekend.
The weather is exceptionally good.
After breakfast, Ling Xiaohan orders rob to prepare his car.
"Where is this going?" Ji Qianchen's confused inquiry.
"Find someone to settle."
Ling Xiaohan takes Ji Qianchen's hand and leads her out of the hall to Rob's car.
"Who do you want to settle this morning?"
I just had breakfast. It's 8:30 Beijing time.
Ji Qianchen frowned and stared at Ling Xiaohan's serious handsome face.
The murderous air on his face was appalling.
"People who moved you."
The car drove slowly to the direction of Qijia villa.
Ji Qianchen thought all the way and didn't remember who moved her recently.
Until Maybach stops in front of a grand European gate.
On the carved big iron door, there are several big gilded characters: Qijia mansion.
"Is this Qiyan's family?" Ji Qianchen looks at this magnificent villa and asks Ling Xiaohan beside him.
"Well, get out of the car."
Ling Xiaohan nodded and led her hand down from the car.
The steward of Qi's family saw that Ling Xiaohan had come to Qi's house and hurriedly came to open the door.
"Welcome to master Ling and madam Ling. Please come in here."
The housekeeper led them in.
Walk through the front yard and into the main hall.The steward entertained them first. He went to invite Qi Yan down from upstairs.
Qi Yan, who was still sleeping in his bedroom on the second floor, didn't know that a disaster was coming. He was still sleeping soundly.
Knock knock knock -
the urgent knock on the door sounds again and again.
He couldn't sleep at all because of the noise. He lifted the quilt and wrapped it around his ears.
The housekeeper had to open the door and go in first. He went to the edge of the bed and patted Qi Yan's body wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis.
"Young master, young master Ling and his wife are here. I'll wait for you downstairs. Get up quickly."
"Don't disturb me to sleep. I want to sleep. It's useless if I come." Qi Yan has a very serious get up gas, he didn't sleep enough, no one shouted useless.
After shouting several times, the housekeeper failed to summon Qi Yan from his bed. Especially in the winter, the quilt became the warmest shelter.
After waiting for 15 minutes, the housekeeper came down from the upstairs with embarrassment. "Master Ling, madam Ling, our young master may need a while. He will get up soon."
It's not a year or two since Ling Xiaohan met Qi Yan. How could he not know his temperament.
How can you get up if the sky doesn't fall and you don't wake up?
So today, he let him know what it means to fall.
Ling Xiaohan releases Ji Qianchen's hand and rises abruptly, "wait for me."
"Are you going to do a wake-up call?" Ji Qianchen asked with a funny face.
"Don't worry, it's not the kind of service that wakes you up." Ling Xiaohan kicks his hands in his trouser pocket and steps on the stairs idly.
The black line on Ji Qianchen's forehead is like a waterfall.
Ling Xiaohan enters the boy's room.
The people in the bed were wrapped up in quilts and were asleep.
The housekeeper was afraid of an accident and hurried in.
"Master Ling, would you like to call?" The Butler stood behind Ling Xiaohan and suggested.
"Why do you have to open your mouth when you can move your hand? You go to wash and wash and come here with cold water. "
Ling Xiaohan orders the steward of Qi family.
"Here, master Ling..."
"Or you can wake him up in person in a minute." Ling Xiao's cold and fierce eyes squinted at the housekeeper who dared not do anything.
The housekeeper sighed, but he left.
It's impossible to wake up the young master in a minute.
Washing your hands is a cold water.
"Upside down." Ling Xiaohan orders the housekeeper.
"No, master Ling." The housekeeper hesitated again and again.
But I'm afraid of the arrogance and ferocity of Ling Xiaohan.
The housekeeper closed his eyes and poured a basin of cold water on the bed.
Qi Yan slept well, and suddenly felt that his face and hands were attacked by icy rain.
Bang from the bed and sit up, "is it raining?"
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