The Adam's apple slid up and down twice, and Di Lin looked away and did not look at Jun Qing on the imperial concubine's couch.

"You have an injury on your hand, so you can rest these days."

"It's okay, I'm not reading with my hands." Jun Qing moved his body, raised his left hand to slid down his long hair, and patted his little hand in the empty space of the soft couch, "Fourth brother, come on!"

The girl's lazy voice was like a naughty little hand scratching the man's heart.

Little ancestor, it's really deadly!

Di Lin took a deep breath and his tone turned deep.

"Go to sleep!"

Hearing the unhappiness in the other party's tone, Jun Qing did not persist anymore.

She got up from the imperial concubine's couch with her in her arms and put the book back to the small table. She walked to him and smiled obediently.

"I know that the fourth brother is tired today, so you can rest early."

He took a step forward, raised his hand to wrap Di Lin's neck, and Jun Qing raised his face to the man's chin, and kissed him.

"Good night, Fourth Brother!"

After taking advantage, Jun Qing turned around contentedly and walked out of Di Lin's bedroom with brisk steps.

A satisfied smile on his face.

kindness.

Today is also a day when I kissed my fourth brother!

Di Lin stood there, listening to her gently close the door and slowly let out a breath of turbid air.

When will this little girl understand that he is also a man!

...

...

When he returned to the room, Jun Qing did not rest.

After turning off the headlights, she hugged her laptop and gently came to the piano room on the third floor.

This weekend, the first episode of the TV station's "Mask King" was broadcast live. If she wants to stand out among the six contestants in the first group, she of course had to step up her practice.

This piano room was specially prepared by Di Lin for her. The piano is the top Steinway grand piano. The walls of the room are all the best soundproofing boards, so she doesn't have to worry about disturbing others at all.

After stretching his body, sitting in front of the piano, Jun Qing practiced seriously, and sang while playing.

One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage.

Whether it's singing or playing the piano...

If you want to present a perfect performance on stage, there is no shortcut to it. Practice is the homework she has to do every day.

It was not until almost the early morning that she returned to her bedroom yawning.

I stayed up late at night, and it was inevitable that I was a little late when I woke up the next day, and there was a traffic jam on the way. When Jun Qing hurried to the classroom, the piano class had already started for more than ten minutes.

Hearing the knock on the door, Teacher Song spoke with a calm face.

"You are ten minutes late, are you late during the performance..."

When I saw Jun Qing outside the door, the mean ending sound of the word "南" instantly became light. Teacher Song coughed gently, and his tone instantly turned from cruel as winter to gentle as spring.

"Well, Jun Qing, our class starts at 8:30, don't remember it wrong next time!"

Yesterday, I was scolded in the principal's office, but today I dared not to sting my thorns in front of Jun Qing.

Teacher Song is very well-behaved today!

"Okay, Teacher Song!" Jun chuckled and well-behavedly, "I will definitely not be late next time!"

Seeing that Teacher Song, who has always had "Master Mie Jue", has such times, she has scolded her, and the damaged classmates all show smiles.

Only Shen Ruolan looked at Jun Qing with a very cold look.

She stole the limelight yesterday and lost the opportunity to cooperate with Anthony. Shen Ruolan naturally hated her to the core now.

Taking her expression in her eyes, Jun Qing just pretended not to see it.

When he was in high school, Jun Qing would care about such competitors.

Now, there is a bigger stage and world in her heart, and Shen Ruolan has long been no longer qualified to be her opponent.
Chapter completed!