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Mo Yuan nodded and said, ”That's true. In the past, young master would pull Miss Lan to the city to buy things. I wonder how many things he actually has to buy!”

Mo Yuan inappropriately mentioned Lan Shi Ling, but it was too late for him to retract her. Leng Xiao was already staring at him blankly, his expression turning ugly.

”I'm sorry, young master. I didn't mean to, it was just a moment of inattention, and I just blurted it out. It really wasn't …”

Leng Xiao waved his hands, ”Enough, enough … Of course I know that you didn't do it on purpose. It's hard for me to say anything about others, but we still understand each other. To be honest … We've been together for so many years... I don't have a brother, and I've long treated you as one! ”

At this time, Leng Xiao needed peace and quiet. Even if he didn't say anything, Mo Yuan could clearly tell what he was thinking. This was the reason why Leng Xiao treated Mi Yuan as his brother.

However, because Mo Yuan mentioned Lan Shi Ling, Leng Xiao's heart started to ripple. The words on the document and the numbers on the report suddenly became foreign to him and he couldn't even see through them …

He sighed and stood up, as if … Eyebrows... Listen carefully, yes, yes... The familiar melody slowly flowed into the air and slowly seeped into their ears. It was' Moonlight ', the' Moonlight 'that Lan Shi Ling had written, in memory of their love.

Leng Xiao stomped down the stairs and quickly ran to the door of the guqin room. That's right, the sound of the piano was coming from the guqin room. It was a familiar melody, a familiar smell.

Push the door open... It was also a familiar figure and she was wearing the same clothes from before. How could it be? He lightly walked over and placed his hand on his shoulder, which was slightly shaking from playing the zither. The zither music did not stop and was still slowly flowing … Leng Xiao was drunk... Narrowing his eyes, it was as if he had returned to the green mountain slope and the oily green grass. He sat by her side, talking about eternal love.

After the song ended, Leng Xiao was still immersed in his own world, unable to wake up. ”You're here!” The voice was strange indeed. Leng Xiao woke up with a start, he actually … It was Yan Qingqing.

”Why is it you? Why do you play this song? ” Leng Xiao was at a loss for words. In his heart, this piece of music was equivalent to Lan Shi Ling. He still hadn't been able to escape from the world of his imagination.

”Why can't I learn this song? As long as you like it, I can learn it. As long as you like it …”

There was a warm breath in the whisper, and the cold owl's heart was itching. The wet lips had already touched his earlobes, slowly sliding down, tickling his neck, his chin, moving back and forth.

Closing his eyes, he still felt a familiar scent. Was it her? It's her! Leng Xiao called out in his heart.

Her breathing quickened as she became unable to control herself. Her delicate little hand grasped his large hand and then placed it on her ample bosom. ”Hmm …” Leng Xiao's Adam's apple was quivering up and down, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down when he was swallowing saliva.

He was taken over by the warmth of his body. His arms were like two snakes as they slithered around his back. Then, they tightly held onto him.

”Ah …” A long sound rushed out from his throat, and he took the initiative.

The tip of his tongue was spinning and jabbing, and he could clearly feel the temperature in his arms rising. As he moved, he could smell a sense of lust. He was familiar with all of this, or maybe it was more like he was familiar with it.

”Ding ding dong dong …” The piano played the same jumbled music as last time, yes! Same as last time... The last time he was here, he had even broken her forehead. The corner of Leng Xiao's mouth moved, revealing a trace of a smile. However, she did not respond, nor did she ask herself why she was smiling.

Of course she could not speak, because she was not the person he was thinking of. She was Yan Qingqing, and for today, she had secretly asked the piano teacher to teach her for a week, and she had done enough preparation.

The clothes on her body were bought according to a photo of her sitting on the hillside in Lan Shiling's room, and the cosmetics she used in her room today.

What she wanted was Leng Xiao's absent-mindedness. Although this man had never had any true feelings for women, she couldn't say it out loud. After all, he had once had feelings for Lan Shiling.

If he completed their first attempt in a trance, it might be the start of his own initiative. And this was just the prelude, because Leng Zhenwei had prepared for the next dramatic moment.

”Owl...” ”Mhmm …” Her body, which was as tender as a piece of dough, was melting in Leng Xiao's arms along with her hot body.