Rebirth in the 70s: After the fake daughter’s voice was leaked

After she sat down, Zhao Beichen put one hand around her back, approached her, and intertwined his two hands with her white fingers.

"Don't be nervous. If I lead you to play like this, it will be the same as if you already know how to play."

Yan Ruyu felt Zhao Beichen's warm palm on the back of her hand. She didn't know whether it was because of the alcohol or something else, but her face felt extremely hot...

She took a gentle breath, relaxed her whole body, and began to follow Zhao Beichen's guidance and move his fingers on the keys.

Zhao Beichen's fingers gently slid across the keys, and his fingertips were closely connected with Yan Ruyu's.

Yan Ruyu heard the notes popping out of the piano one by one. Under the guidance of her fingers, she gently pressed each key key to make it produce sweet music.

Zhao Beichen looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of joy.

At the end of the song, Yan Ruyu seemed to have really stopped dancing under his guidance.

Yan Ruyu looked down at her hands and said with a proud smile, "Unexpectedly, I also popped out, although..."

"Although Professor Zhao led me to play it."

She raised her head slightly and looked at Zhao Beichen, her eyes shining with satisfaction.

"Professor Zhao, am I pretty powerful?"

Although she did not play the piano herself, Zhao Beichen led her to play it, but Zhao Beichen would always praise her.

"Ms. Yan has always been very powerful and excellent. If Miss Yan had learned piano, I would have played it well."

Yan Ruyu's desire to be praised was satisfied, and her cheeks turned red. Looking at it this way, she looked like a ripe apple, waiting for someone to pick it.

Yan Ruyu suddenly threw herself into Zhao Beichen's arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and held him tightly.

"Professor Zhao, thank you for taking me to play the piano today and for letting me taste wine. You are a good person!"

Zhao Beichen was startled by Yan Ruyu's sudden move. His hands remained in the same position as before, not daring to move easily.

Lowering his eyes and looking at the person in his arms, he felt his heartbeat speed up, and a... shy smile slowly appeared on his face.

He moved his arms, patted Yan Ruyu's back gently, and said softly, "Miss Yan, you are too polite. That foreign wine... I just gave you a little. If you drank too much, you drank it secretly yourself. ."

"Maybe the only thing that satisfies Miss Yan the most is the piano and this meal. The wine... is not bad either."

That drink was probably the decision he regretted the most!

From the moment he agreed to take out the bottle of wine, he was doing something wrong...

He felt Yan Ruyu's body temperature and her heartbeat was beating fast, as if it would jump out of her chest in the next second.

Yan Ruyu let go of her hand, stepped back from his arms, and looked up at him.

But because she was drunk, Yan Ruyu didn't have any thoughts about men and women being intimate, and her hand was still half on Zhao Beichen's waist.

Zhao Beichen acted very upright and did not dare to move casually.

Yan Ruyu looked at him intently. After a while, she raised her right hand and poked his face with her index finger.

"Professor Zhao, why does your face look so red? Do you have a fever? Or are you feeling very hot now?"

As he spoke, Yan Ruyu pinched his face, tested his forehead, and even...

Zhao Beichen looked at the behavior of the person in front of him in shock and couldn't say a word.

At this time, Yan Ruyu actually started to take off Zhao Beichen's clothes.

"Professor Zhao, if you feel hot, take off your coat. If you wear such a thick coat, wouldn't it make it even hotter?"

Zhao Beichen looked at the person in front of him who didn't know what he was doing. He felt a sense of irritation under his body and took a deep breath.

He grabbed her slender wrist with one hand.

Facing Yan Ruyu's watery eyes, Zhao Beichen swallowed subconsciously.

Breathing a little heavily, he said in a hoarse voice, "Miss Yan, I'm not as hot as you think. I don't need to push any clothes. Don't touch me again."

Yan Ruyu pouted and tried to pull her hand out of his strong hand, but she tried for a long time, but to no avail.

Yan Ruyu gave up and turned to look at the piano, pouting as if she was angry.

She turned her head slightly and glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

"Humph!" There was anger in his voice, and a touch of tickling tone.

This voice fell into Zhao Beichen's heart, undoubtedly adding fire to his hot heart, and he unconsciously grabbed Yan Ruyu's hand a little tighter.

With this exertion, Yan Ruyu started to groan.

While twisting and turning, he groaned, "It hurts, don't catch me, it hurts!"

Yan Ruyu's free hand patted Zhao Beichen's wrist.

Because she was drunk, she didn't hit hard at all, as if she was scratching an itch.

Zhao Beichen exhaled heavily, grabbed her hand that slapped him with one hand, and went around her back with the other hand, grabbing the back of her neck.

"Stop moving around, as long as I don't catch you."

Yan Ruyu, who was under control, moved forward with some itching due to the scratching on the back of her neck.

This movement brought her closer to Zhao Beichen.

Perhaps it was because both of them had been drinking, one was slightly tipsy and the other was already drunk. Their psychological defenses were the most relaxed at this moment.

Zhao Beichen looked at the person in front of him, and the hand on her neck unconsciously let go of the back of her neck.

Slowly moving down, he placed it on the heroine's back, one hand still squeezing her hand, their fingertips touched lightly, as if there was an electric current flowing between them.

Their eyes met, and they didn't dodge each other's eyes at this moment, they just looked into each other's eyes.

Yan Ruyu felt her heartbeat speed up and her cheeks turned slightly red.

She didn't know whether it was because of the effect of alcohol or Zhao Beichen's contact that her breathing became rapid.

As if attracted by a mysterious force, she could not help but approach Zhao Beichen.

Zhao Beichen watched the person in front of him approach him, his heartbeat began to speed up, and there was a trace of desire in his eyes.

His fingers unconsciously and gently traced the back of Yan Ruyu's hand. The touch was gentle and slightly itchy, as if he was tempting her.

They were getting closer and closer, and they could almost feel each other's breathing.

Yan Ruyu's lips opened slightly, as if she was expecting something.

Zhao Beichen's eyes became deep, and his lips slowly moved closer to Yan Ruyu.

At this moment, how much he wanted to get close to her ear and say to her, "Ruyu, you know, I have always had a special thought for you."

Yan Ruyu's body trembled slightly, an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, and she didn't know how to respond.