Deep sadomasochistic love with the cold president

Chapter 32: The Cause of Love

A light green post-it note was held in her hand, and the bottom of Mo Liangwei's deep eyes were as clear and bright as the eyes of a star, and she could only see two or three short sentences written on the note.

(Paste it on the stomach if you have a stomachache, remember to drink ginger tea to warm your stomach)
Immediately, Mo Liangwei's attention was on the words of the signer, looking at the neatly written "Gu Hancheng" at the end of the post-it note, Mo Liangwei's thin pink lips couldn't help but start to rise, unexpectedly Gu Hancheng, an iceberg man, would have Such a thoughtful gesture.

From time to time, there was a strong pain in the lower abdomen. Mo Liangwei quickly took apart one of the heat packs and stuck it on her stomach. After brewing the brown sugar ginger tea bought by Gu Hancheng from the living room, for some reason, the ginger tea she drank before was extremely painful. The throat is sharp, but the ginger tea in my mouth at this time is just right in terms of sweetness and astringency.

Lying on the bed, Mo Liangwei's fair-skinned right-angled shoulders and charming collarbone are clearly visible like hills. She picks up her mobile phone in one hand and checks the most popular fashion magazines at the moment. Under the black knee-length suspender dress, a pair of slender legs Some curves are clear.

Mo Liangwei caressed her uncomfortable lower abdomen, and the warm breath gradually intensified on her stomach. The pain was not so strong at the moment. She sat up and glanced at the ginger tea on the bedside table, and then picked it up.

After taking a sip, the heart-warming liquid flowed down her throat without a trace of neck lines into her abdomen. Mo Liangwei couldn't help lowering her eyes to look at the water glass in her hand, but involuntarily the memory of what happened just now began to appear in her mind. scenario.

Gu Hancheng's words "Let's date" caught her by surprise. The man's resolute expression was something she had never seen before. Thinking of her intimate contact with Gu Hancheng's thin lips under the street lamp, Mo Liangwei felt unspeakable in her heart. Emotional, she couldn't help but put her index finger between her lips, and the man's cool lips carried a faint mint fragrance that seemed to have never dissipated.

In the past few days, she has been reminding herself that Gu Hancheng is too mysterious, and she should not get too close before she figured it out, but when Gu Hancheng really treats her coldly, she suddenly becomes depressed for no reason, seeing him and Xue Siyuan getting too close Sometimes she will feel even more awkward.

(Mo Liangwei, what the hell are you thinking? You don’t really think that Gu Hancheng would like you, do you? He just wanted to try something new on a whim.) After putting down the water glass, Mo Liangwei scratched her head a little irritably, lying on the bed I was tossing and turning restless on the bed, and what Gu Hancheng said to me was still lingering in my mind...

The next day.

At [-]:[-] p.m., two young handsome men and women took the Brahms plane to Germany and landed on time. After arriving at the competition location, Qi Chen sat on a soft chair in a private waiting room, wearing a black tuxedo. Although he has participated in dozens of piano competitions, it is inevitable that he still has some anxiety in his heart.

"Relax, don't be nervous." Looking at Qi Chen's hands on his knees clenched into fists, Mo Liangwei sat beside him and helped him relax, feeling that Qi Chen's palms had begun to sweat a little.

"It's okay, Chen, don't be nervous, I believe in you." Mo Liangwei continued to encourage softly next to his ears, and after hearing this, Qi Chen turned his head and smiled brightly at Mo Liangwei.

"okay."

"Do you want to practice the score more?"

Noticing Qi Chen's brows still slightly frowned because of nervousness, Mo Liangwei's questioning voice came from her mouth.

In fact, with Qi Chen's talent and piano ability, Mo Liangwei is the same as before. She doesn't think that this time the Brahms International Piano Competition will cause difficulties for Qi Chen. Spend time talking with him by his side to soothe Qi Chen's emotions.

"No." Looking at the indoor clock at Kieninger Kenny's house worth 7,725 euros, it was ten minutes before the game time, Qi Chen said two words calmly.

"I'm going to the bathroom, Weiwei." Although Qi Chen was still confident about this match, he was still a little worried. After greeting Mo Liangwei, he got up and walked out the door.

The exquisitely designed corridor is extremely narrow and long, Qi Chen came out of the bathroom and saw a familiar figure washing his hands at the open sink.

"Xue Siyuan??"

Looking at the delicate woman in a royal blue knee-length dress in front of her, the cold and arrogant aura exuding from her body cannot be ignored, Qi Chen was a little dumbfounded, and his tone was full of disbelief.

After glancing at the man at the side, Xue Siyuan was startled for a moment, and then calmly continued to take out a tissue to wipe her hands. She knew beforehand that Qi Chen was originally a piano player, so it was only natural that he would participate in this competition.

"Eh? Are you a contestant too?" Qi Chen asked curiously with his hands in his trouser pockets and his back leaning against the wall.

Xue Siyuan didn't take it seriously, and continued to add makeup on her own. Wu Baitong's curly hair naturally fell on her shoulders, and she glanced at Qi Chen with a cold expression on her face, thinking that Qi Chen didn't catch Mo Liangwei As a result, Gu Hancheng and Mo Liangwei could take a step closer, Xue Siyuan felt a little angry.

"Hey Xue Siyuan, let me ask you something, are you also a contestant in the competition?"

Seeing that the woman in front of him didn't respond for a long time, and didn't take himself seriously at all, Qi Chen's unrestrained peach blossom eyes became deep.

"Aren't you a violinist? There's only a piano competition today." Although his brows were tightly knit together under his jet-black hair, they still couldn't conceal the seductive beauty under his fair face.

"You want to take care of it? Just take care of your own affairs." Xue Siyuan was full of anger after being pulled by Qi Chen suddenly.

"When the time comes to lose the game, I won't be the one to be ashamed." Her maple-leaf-coloured lips said unceremoniously and coldly, and she met Qi Chen's deep eyes calmly.

"Who said I would lose? You are talking about yourself, I wish you are out before the game even starts!" Seeing Xue Siyuan walking away by herself, Qi Chen turned his eyes to the woman with anger, speechlessly. He rolled his eyes.

The floor clock in the room pointed to 55:3, and the game was about to start in [-] minutes. Everyone walked towards the main hall one after another.

In the huge main hall, there are countless rows of red seats, and the yellow and bright lights illuminate every corner of the hall. A long and spacious aisle next to some seats divides the seats into several areas. Most of them were spectators with extraordinary manners, as well as musical instrument contestants in gorgeous costumes, and the whole venue gave off a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Mo Liangwei sat side by side with Qi Chen in a row, watching intently the contestants who were engrossed in playing the piano music.

The beautiful melody rose slowly, and Qi Chen inadvertently glanced back at Xue Siyuan who was sitting not far from his seat.

Xue Siyuan looked directly at the wonderful performance in front of her with a cold and arrogant temperament. From the corner of her vision, she caught a glimpse of Qi Chen's sharp eyes and ignored her indifferently. Her slender and slender arms were set off by the transparent blue sleeves and gauze shoulders.

"The following applause is for Mr. Qi Chen, one of the members of the China Westin Orchestra, for his entry "Fantasia on the Jialing River."

The voice of the host announcing the curtain came from the stage, and the authentic German pronunciation was loud and serious.

"Come on." Seeing the sound of Qi Chen getting up, Mo Liangwei puffed at him in a very small voice, her white right hand was slightly clenched into a fist and half-raised in the air, and a pair of deep and clear eyes were under Mo Ruqing's brows. The pupils of the eyes are glowing with agility, and one can't help but start to be infatuated with just one glance.

Facing Shang Mo Liangwei's cool and beautiful face, Qi Chen nodded in relief, then quickly straightened his clothes and turned to walk towards the stage.

Under the bright and brilliant light, he was wearing a black slim tuxedo, sitting tall and straight on the black leather piano bench. The light from above his head was like a beam of dazzling golden light in the cold winter, reflecting the perfect beauty on his charming and handsome face. The side face, a pair of cynical eyes became meticulous, serious and profound the moment they touched the keys.

His bony hands lightly touched the black and white keys, playing a beautiful melody regularly, and a classic wine-red bow under his white neck looked more sacred and smooth on his white inner lining.

The onlookers off the field seemed to be impressed by his piano god, and they all closed their eyes and listened carefully to the wonderful sound in his hands. The sound of his piano seemed to have a magical power, and the whole venue was filled with a romantic fairyland among.

About 20 minutes later, the last sound of the piano was clean and neat at the end of the moment, without a trace of residual rhyme. Only for a moment, the audience immersed in it was naturally pulled back by reality, but there were still unsatisfactory expressions on their faces. Infatuation.

As a result, one can imagine that among the many contestants with superb artistry and talents, each of them lost to Qi Chen's unique style of piano sound.

On the departure back to China, Qi Chen looked at Xue Siyuan who was sitting in the first class cabin like himself, with a proud smile on his face without hiding it.

"What about Xue Siyuan, I don't know who said I would lose just now?"

Turning his head to look directly at the cold and arrogant woman opposite, Qi Chen couldn't help but twitch his sexy and sultry thin lips: "Have you slapped me in the face?"

"cut."

Unexpectedly, the woman on the opposite side didn't care, she snorted contemptuously at first, then straightened the black eyepatch on her eyes with her hands calmly, and fell asleep as if she didn't see anything.

"Tch, you're just jealous of me and envy me. If you want to praise me, you can't say it directly. Fortunately, I understand everything because I'm smart."

Qi Chen calmly picked up a drink that was on the table and put it to his mouth, took a sip of the juice, then turned his head to look at Mo Liangwei who was sitting next to him, blinked a few times confusedly, with a smug expression on his face.

"You think so too, right, Weiwei? You envy me, you want to praise me, don't you?"

"You just have to be happy."

Mo Liangwei turned her head helplessly and stared at the closed porthole, the various clouds gradually formed, while complaining about Qi Chen's nervousness, at the same time, Gu Hancheng's handsome face involuntarily appeared in his mind, shining brightly On her three-dimensional facial features, a few strands of dark brown hair covered her smooth forehead and the corners of her beautiful eyes, she was so cool and orchid.