"Yes, host!" A soft and glutinous voice like cotton candy sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness that only Hua Qi could hear. Bai Tuanzi's appearance system clenched her claws seriously. "She is the villain of this plane, with the breath of the Emperor Star."

"Host, you must seduce her!" Tuanzi's eyes almost stuck directly to Ranbai's back through the virtual space, and she wished she would turn into a wolf and pounce on the villain now.

Hua Qi: "..."

"You are more active than me."

"If you are not active in your work, you will eat dirt when you go back!"

Hua Qi narrowed her eyes, and the upwardly raised fox eyes outlined a cold and beautiful curve, as if with sharp thorns, invading the poisonous roses, blooming in the most swaying appearance.

And in the private room,

It is luxurious and exquisite, and the incense rises and lingers faintly in the room.

Ranbai didn't like that smell, and it made people remove the incense, but still felt that the remaining smell in the air was unpleasant.

The princess really missed the clear and clean fragrance of pear blossoms on the young piano master.

She lowered her eyes alone, leaning against the soft couch lazily, with an unknown expression.

Fortunately, the person I was thinking about came in just a short while.

"Your Highness."

The boy's voice was as clean as the bright moon, as the only white touch in this world.

Among so many people,

Only when Jinyao calls her, it sounds the best and the most pleasant.

Ranbai raised his eyes and looked at Jinyao. The peach blossom eyes were so deep that it was not clear, and his vision was very calm, and there was no need to have the joy and lust that he should have in Mengfusheng.

There are only two people in the private room, Ranbai and Jinyao.

Ranbai has never liked others' presence, so he left all the people.

"Sit." The princess raised her white jaw and signaled her to sit down.

The young man's snowy clothes are picturesque and beautiful.

Sitting quietly and sparsely on the other side of the dyed white, it has a sense of being lonely and cold, but it looks a little obedient.

Staring at the slightly far distance of the boy, Ranbai looked unclear, but he just ordered in a cold voice: "Get closer."

Jin Yao paused for a moment, then approached very obediently.

It was not until the faint fragrance of pear blossoms lingered in the air, dispelling the original smell of incense, that the colored white mood became more comfortable.

The night was dark, fog started, and the wind was also a little cold.

But in Mengfu Life, the lights are brightly lit and endlessly, with laughter and joy everywhere, and debauchery, but the atmosphere in this private room is very quiet and calm.

Ranbai slowly held the wine cup and poured a glass of wine gracefully. The wine was clear and intoxicating, and the cold whiteness of the fingertips. As the slight sound of the wine falling into the wine glass, the princess's cold tone fell together, and no emotion could be heard from her tone: "I heard you are not seeing a guest?"

Jin Yao looked straight at the princess's face without offense, his eyes fell slightly on the hands that poured wine, and replied softly: "Your Highness may not be a guest."

Ranbai smiled and did not ask too much of this question, just as she never mentioned her initial encounter, and she just asked why Jinyao was in the palace.

Maybe it's not interested, maybe it's not necessary.

"Can you drink?" Ranbai asked calmly.

"Yes." Jin Yao nodded without hesitation.

Ranbai nodded and poured a glass of wine himself. The purple sleeves fell down and could not hide a piece of white wrist. The movements were pleasing to the eye and were elegant everywhere belonging to the royal family.

She said nothing and handed the glass of wine to Jinyao.

The boy reached out and took it. His joints were as slender as snow, and even the wine glass was exquisite.

His long eyelashes covered the darkness in his eyes and drank the strong wine in one go.

Ranbai looked at Jinyao with a smile, and the wine in the glass shook left and right, and in a trance, it seemed to be with sword lights and sword shadows.

The princess' aura was not restrained. When she was together, she always felt a sense of oppression and did not dare to get close. Such a sense of distance separated the two worlds.

“How does it taste?”

Jin Yao didn't think about anything, he was telling the truth: "Wei Lie."

The voice is clean and slight, but it seems even more fascinating.

Ranbai listened to the voice and thought carelessly in his heart.

Keep it and call it later, it should sound better.

The boy's indifferent and dark eyes were stained with a three-point hazy feeling that seemed drunk but not drunk due to the stimulation of the strong wine. There was a little redness in the corners of his eyes, which seemed to be a faint peach blossom color. He was more elegant and elegant, which could easily arouse the desire to destroy people's hearts.

Ranbai Bingliang's fingertips slightly rubbed the cumbersome patterns carved on the wine glass, and his expression was unfathomable. He just looked at Jin Yao like that. After pausing for a while, he smiled and told Jin Yao: "This palace has always liked strong wine."

The princess looked up slightly, drank the wine in the glass and did not change her expression. Instead, she became accustomed to the calmness, her movements were like flowing water with a bit of silent seductive desire, but because of her cold temperament, she dared not be desecrated.

Jin Yao stared at the girl's slender neckline, and the curve that was raised was extremely beautiful. You could see the dark blue blood vessels, which looked very fragile.

The boy's eyes became three points darker. A second before the princess put down the wine glass, she looked back without moving.

Ranbai said: "I heard that you can play the piano."

More than just hearing.

More than one word to know.

A guqin, a pair of hands.

Flirting with the sound of eternal success.

In the private room,

The window was half open, and a ray of moonlight flashed and darkened with the lights and fell on the boy, as quiet as a young man who fell into the mortal world.

In front of him was a guqin, with fine pear patterns carved on it. The young man's slender and distinct fingers were placed on it, gently stroking the strings, and his fingertips were covered with cold moonlight, as if the gentle light of dawn was broken.

The mountains and flowing water poured out from the tip of the fingertips, and the feeling of the breeze and bright moon flowed gently in the depths of the soul, like the fairy music in the nine heavens, the ancient sound, which makes people fascinated and unable to control themselves.

The sound of the piano echoed in the room, and fell in the ears of the moonlight.

Ranbai did not admit it until he heard the sound of the young piano player with his own ears.

The name of glory in the capital is indeed well deserved.

The private room is very quiet, so quiet that it is not like this place of happiness in the world, and it is incompatible with the drunken life and dream of death in Mengfusheng.

Only the sound of the piano flows and echoes.

The young man in snow is naturally handsome, and His Highness closes his eyes and listens.

This bullet took more than two hours, and there was no stop in between.

The songs have been changed one after another, but they are all superb.

The song just fell, and the lingering sound was long and profound. Jin Yao just wanted to play the next song, but was interrupted by a princess's understatement:

"alright."

The teenager's movements paused there.

Ranbai opened his eyes and looked at the young man in snow next to the guqin.

Musical instruments like the guqin are very contrasting with the temperament of a young man, elegant and ancient.

She was holding her beautiful forehead, as if she was smiling, but she seemed to be not smiling: "Come here."

Jinyao stood up and walked over slowly.

"The young master's hands are really wonderful." This is considered to be a compliment.

Ranbai glanced at the young man's slender fingers hanging beside him, and asked tepidly: "Are you tired?"

The boy shook his head slightly, his voice sounded nice, far better than the sound of the piano: "If your Highness likes it, Jin Yao can..."
Chapter completed!