Quick time travel villain god is a bit skinny

Chapter 117 The boss is on the left and I am on the right (23)

At this time, the villain Ling Xiao was drawing drafts for the new case in his study.

Focus on nothing else.

Zi Fei mistakenly thought that Luo Qi was just fighting off the injustice for herself, so she explained with a smile: "That's not the case. Xiao Qi, Mi Yunxiao and I have a very good relationship. Really, he's not a bad guy, at least he treats me very well." OK!"

Luo Qi's expression froze suddenly.

Why does it feel like he and Zi Fei are not talking on the same channel?

This gap is a bit big!

Luo Qi was once bold, and suddenly dropped the chocolate box in his hand, hugged Zi Fei's slender waist, then nestled in Zi Fei's arms sullenly, and replied sullenly: "Senior! Actually, I like you too Yes! I can be nice to you too."

"And not inferior to that Mi Yunxiao."

Zi Fei was taken aback for a moment, but he still didn't take it seriously.

In Zifei's eyes, Luo Qi, who is 19 years old this year, is just a half-grown child, and he has always regarded himself as a senior who learns music.

Senior!
Naturally, it is necessary to support the younger generation a little bit!

"Okay! Xiao Qi! I have something to do, so I'm going out first! If you want to go shopping, you can invite A Ming and A Jing!"

There are more than [-] members of the Summer Garden Orchestra who came to country R to perform this time.

So Zi Fei is not worried at all, Luo Qi will not be able to find a friend to go shopping with him.

Zi Fei returned to the hotel suite, took a quick shower, and then changed into the white shirt and black slacks for tonight's performance.

Thin waist.

Straight long legs.

Properly high-value!
Like finely carved facial features.

Introverted and clear unique temperament!
The combination of black and white is simply perfect!
Luo Qi hid at the door of the bathroom, walking around anxiously.

Then I saw a picture of a beauty coming out of the bath.

Luo Qi's eyes brightened, and he hurried forward, relying on the advantage of being a junior, he grabbed Zi Fei's arm affectionately.

Zi Fei picked up a clean towel, and while wiping her wet short black hair, circled around with Luo Qi.

"Xiaoqi, it hurts when you grab me."

Luo Qi clearly knew that there was no hidden meaning behind his words, but his delicate baby face still blushed suddenly.

It seems that you can think of some aspects? !

Zifei felt baffled.

This Luo Qi could actually blush at every turn?
It seems to be milkier than yourself?

After Zi Fei packed it up, she went out alone with her violin bag on her back.

Luo Qi was so angry that he wanted to stop him and follow Zi Fei, but Zi Fei flatly refused.

Zifei took a taxi straight to Berkeley College of Higher Learning.

After doing some visitor registration, Zifei greeted the dormitory administrator deftly. Because everyone met once last night, Zifei has a very good memory, so she doesn't feel unfamiliar with this student apartment.

Zifei came to the fifth floor, the bachelor apartment where Mi Yunxiao lived.

Zi Fei knocked on the door first, then leaned against the door, reciting the music score for tonight's performance while waiting.

About 10 minutes later, Mi Yunxiao finally arrived late.

Once Ling Xiao puts himself into work, he becomes extremely focused.

She has always been keen on her five senses, and she has actually heard the knock on the door, but the sketch at hand is not finished yet, and she doesn't like to give up halfway.

It wasn't until the sketch was finished that she stood up, rubbed her slightly sore wrist, and ran to answer the door.

Seeing the familiar Zifei, the little boy looked like a zhilanyushu, flowering trees and snow piled up... Ling Xiao couldn't help but leaned forward, and hugged her very gently into his arms.

Zi Fei was startled slightly, then raised her phoenix eyes in surprise: "Brother Yunxiao! You...are you happy to see me?"

nonsense!

You are the villain god!
My little ancestor!
Can not afford to offend!

Can only pamper.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but reached out and rubbed Zi Fei's young and beautiful cheeks, and said with a smile, "It's more than happy."

"Eh?" Zi Fei came forward very cooperatively, and took the initiative to stick her head in front of Ling Xiao and arch it back and forth.

"Meeting you is probably the happiest and happiest thing in my life."

"So Ah Fei... you must feel happy, okay?"

Seeing Ling Xiao's focused and fiery eyes, Zi Fei's handsome face was slightly embarrassed, so she could only lower her head slightly, and nodded vigorously in disbelief.

Xiaoqiang: Wow!
Miss sister started to zoom in?
Ling Xiao: Uh-huh.

Strive to be a bride every night.

Xiaoqiang: I don’t seem to understand.

Ling Xiao: Do ​​you have a physical structure?

Do you know what is...love?

Xiaoqiang: Ahahaha!
Young lady!Give me a break!

Who doesn't know that your goal is to collect points and go home!
Ling Xiao: ...

Uninterested guy!

After Ling Xiao and Zi Fei hugged each other, they returned to the living room.

Ling Xiao opened the refrigerator, took a plate of washed red grapes for Zi Fei to taste, and took another yogurt ice cream.

"You eat first! After I finish the draft of the case, I will go shopping with you in the next city?"

How could Zi Fei dare to disturb him, she nodded obediently immediately, and said with a smile: "Well, you are busy with your work."

While Ling Xiao was working hard in the study, Zi Fei ate red grapes and yogurt ice cream, which was considered filling her stomach.

Then he took the violin, ran to the balcony, and began to play it slowly.

The sound of the violin is very clear and beautiful.

Zifei chose a piece called Silent Mountain Forest, which came from the famous Bandari Orchestra.

Standing on the balcony on the fifth floor, you can overlook half of the campus, and not far away is the beautiful and lush Rose Garden.

Zi Fei leaned against the black railing, playing the violin slowly.

The breeze stirred Zi Fei's short black hair, as if a pool of spring water had been blown in his narrow and delicate phoenix eyes.

That kind of elegant and unrestrained eyes, under the shining golden sun, made him look more and more like a banished fairy.

Ling Xiao was sitting in the study room, with a dozen tomes from the School of Architecture piled up beside him.

She worked at her desk, occasionally raised her head from the book, and listened attentively.

Outside the house, not far away, Zi Fei could be heard playing the violin.

Those clear and leaping musical notes seem to be able to cross thousands of mountains and rivers and directly reach the depths of the listener's heart.

Listening, Ling Xiao couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile.

She could almost imagine Zi Fei's infatuated expression immersed in the notes at this moment.

Ling Xiao suddenly remembered that there was once an animated film about young girls in the island country.

The male protagonist is a violin lover, and after graduating from high school, he went to Italy to learn the craft of violin making.

The heroine is Yue Daowen, who usually likes reading and writing.

But Yue Daowen's writing style is very immature, and the stories she writes are also very young, without the kind of shock that directly hits the soul.

The pure love story of youth in the island country always reveals a warm sense of healing.

The whole tone is always uplifting.

Even with a trace of realistic gravitational force, it can still engrave a cultural gene of collective perseverance.

Ling Xiao still clearly remembers that indomitable fighting spirit in life.

In Ling Xiao's view, isn't Zi Fei the kind of person who treats life with the passion and love in his bones that will never fade away?
Xiaoqiang jumped out without losing the opportunity: Ah!

Young lady!You have always regarded yourself as a young girl?

For this mission, you can try a different style!

You know.

Ling Xiao: ...

No.

ugly refusal.

Xiaoqiang: All right!Young lady!
Although you call yourself a beautiful girl, your skin this time is a man!
A friendly reminder, a beautiful woman who has a crush on you is approaching you at a speed of one hundred miles per hour!
Ling Xiao was at a loss for a moment: Xue Tingrui?
(End of this chapter)