After confirming that Ning Qiuer was not threatened, he felt much more relaxed. At this moment, he was looking forward to proving his identity earlier and talking about time travel together.

Anyway, time travel is not his biggest secret, and the body exchange game is.

Ning Qiuer put down the coffee she had just tasted, stood up and said, "Go to the private room upstairs."

When he arrived at the private room, Ning Qiuer looked serious: "Then I will just say it, I will give you piano music, I hope you can provide me with songs in the future."

"I can provide you with songs, provided that you tell me who wrote this song." Xia Yu said.

"It's me." Ning Qiuer's answer was the same.

"Your level of playing can't write such a piano piece." Xia Yu forced Ning Qiuer to give another answer so that he could get more information.

"Why do you look down on others?" Ning Qiuer was a little angry.

Seeing that Ning Qiuer was about to be stubborn, Xia Yu stood up and pulled her back to the hall below.

He walked to the center of the hall and borrowed the piano.

Hanging his hand over the piano keys, he closed his eyes, recalled the score of the moonlight sonata, and began to play.

At the beginning, Ning Qiuer looked normal, but was a little surprised that she couldn't play the song well all night, and Xia Yu could play so well.

She was not surprised that Xia Yu knew the previous score. It is a basic operation to dig the score.

Xia Yu was able to play so well, which proved that he had practiced a lot. This piano piece really has great charm!

Ning Qiuer became more confident.

Two minutes later, Ning Qiuer thought about the part of the song she had given to Xia Yu. Xia Yu had already finished playing, so he should have stopped regretfully.

However, Xia Yu was still playing and did not stop, and kept playing the entire piano piece.

After Xia Yu put down his hand, applause sounded in the cafe, and there were even women who came to deliver flowers. Xia Yu responded in a hurry, came to Ning Qiuer and asked, "Now, can you tell the owner of this song?"

Ning Qiuer held the coffee cup in her hand tightly, and the trembling coffee water surface in the cup revealed Ning Qiuer's struggled heart.

"Tell me, who is the creator of this song? I will give you what you want." Xia Yu stepped closer to Ning Qiuer.

"I don't know!" Ning Qiuer retreated and panickedly placed the coffee cup on the table on the side.

Looking at Ning Qiuer's face, Xia Yu found that things might be more complicated than he thought.

He remembered his previous suspicious points and asked: "There are also parts of your previous two songs that are the same as the melody I wrote. Who are you?"

"I really don't know!" Ning Qiuer continued to retreat, already pressed against the wall. Her eyes were shaking from side to side, and her body was unconsciously curled up, looking a little frightened.

Xia Yu tentatively said two other words, which he often used to fool possessed women: "Alien? A stand-in messenger?"

Before he could say anything, Ning Qiuer pushed him away and rushed out of the cafe.

After chasing to the street outside, Xia Yu lost Ning Qiuer's trace.

He had just been immersed in thinking and was unable to react in time.

After rubbing his forehead, Xia Yu reflected on his thoughts that he should lock Ning Qiuer in the private room and ask.

Fortunately, the monk can't run away, so just ask Liu Manman to know Ning Qiuer's nest.

He began to think again that Ning Qiuer did not seem to have run away when she heard the words aliens and substitute messengers, but she seemed to have run away when she was in extreme emotions.
Chapter completed!