Chapter 32: Xiao Yi's heart gradually

Nan Baoyi slowly sat upright, eyes full of tears.
After a while, she choked up: "I will work hard..."
After staring at Guqin for a while, she looked at Xiao Yi entangledly, "But second brother, Master was ran away by me, who will teach me to play the piano?"
Nan Baoyi never expected that Xiao Yi would personally teach her to play the piano.
The teenager sat behind her, wrapped his hands on the piano stage, and took her hands seriously.
His palms are slender and distinct, and the spring sun through the window falls on his fingertips, and his hands are shiny and beautiful, like white jade.
The rhythm is like mountains and flowing water, and his piano skill should be excellent.
And his clothes were stained with the sweet smell of water and wood, which was especially clean and smelled good.
Nan Baoyi likes Xiao Yi like this very much.
She concentrates on learning piano art with a thousand times more energy.
However, Xiao Yi gradually became confused.
The little girl nestled in his arms, her body filled with the scent of hibiscus.
The hands held in the palms are delicate and soft, and his little fingers are always squeamishly cocked. As the strings are plucked, the crisp pink fingertips seem to be scratched on the tips of his heart, making him unable to concentrate.
The 18-year-old boy had different thoughts about the opposite for the first time.
I want to kiss her fingertips, pinch her little face, want to hear her sweetly calling my brother...
He read many books and thought that he had mastered thousands of emotions in the world, but he couldn't face his heart squarely in this afternoon of spring sun.
Is it true that the brothers in the world have this feeling towards their sister?
The tune gradually reached a climax.
Xiao Yi played several wrong tunes one after another.
Nan Baoyi faintly heard something was wrong, and looked up at him hesitantly, "Second brother..."
Xiao Yi's face was as usual, "You are too stupid, you have played a few wrong tunes."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
I really want to knock the Minister of Power!
At last it was time for dinner, Nan Baoyi, who had been hungry for a day, was almost in the posture of falling leaves in autumn. After eating three bowls of rice and six dishes, he did not even let the soup base!
She washed her face, picked up the paint and ran to the large study room, begging Xiao Yi to teach her painting.
She is learning Chinese painting.
An hour later, she was already very sleepy, but thinking about the Huachao event and the scenery of Nan Yan's previous life, she could only hold on with her teeth and learn to play chess with Xiao Yi in her arms.
It is late at night.
The dense spring rain fell outside the west window, the sound of bananas, and a little candlelight reflected on the window mullions, two silhouettes indistinctly reflected.
Nan Baoyi sat cross-legged, unable to open his eyes to the black and white chessboard, his little head nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, and his mouth was still thinking about how to play music.
Xiao Yi supported it with one hand, and the medlar tea had already cooled down.
He looked at the drip and reached out to clean up the endgame on the chessboard.
The game he gave to Nan Jiaojiao is the best in the world. If you practice the game, you can win easily by playing against ordinary women.
It's just that the little girl is not used to the study schedule he made.
She is so squeamish, it is not easy to be willing to learn these hours.
Although it hasn't reached the stipulated time to go to bed, but for the sake of the first day, let her go, and it will not be too late to work hard tomorrow.
He picked up Nan Baoyi and walked towards the bedroom.
Dawn the next day.
The sky floats with white fish belly, the new leaves in the garden are like drops of green, and the peonies of this spring are stacked with bright red, and the sun comes through the window, and the mottled flower shadows fall under the vermilion gallery.
Smell the time when the chicken dances, the scenery is extremely beautiful.
Xiao Yi leaned on the outside of the Babu bed, admiring the arched bedding, and said in a lazy voice: "Nan Jiaojiao, get up to study."
Nan Baoyi nestled warmly deep in the bedding, "It's still dark, why is it noisy... If you noisy again, you will deduct your monthly money."
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and unceremoniously lifted the quilt.
The chill is deep.
Nan Baoyi shivered with cold.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes squeamishly, and stretched out her hand to pull on the quilt, "Lotus leaf, you are getting more dishonest. If you interrupt me to sleep, you will really deduct your monthly money!"
But I couldn't move the quilt.
She opened her eyes.
The young man in the tent had red lips and white teeth, smiling but not smiling.
She struck a carp and sat up suddenly, "Why are you in my bed?!"
After shouting, he found that this was Xiao Yi's bedroom.
Her cheeks were flushed, and the blue dragon waved her tail, and crawled into the bed!
She was huddled in the bed, holding her hot face, her eyes rolling nervously.
Her urn sounded violently: "Last night—"
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Yesterday, the recommended ticket was over a thousand, my fairies are really awesome, hug