The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

She explained cheerfully: "I saw how elegant and noble my uncle was when he played the instrument, so I asked him to teach me."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "The piano should be more convenient than the cello."

The corners of Mu Yaqi's lips drooped instantly, she glanced at him and said, "You've already guessed it, and you're still asking."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Isn't this just to confirm it?"

He guessed correctly, she didn't think the cello was too heavy.

Mu Yaqi sighed, "I just caught up with the cello. I was very busy at that time and had no time to play it, let alone study it."

She shook her head gently and said, "There is still a cello lying safely in a corner of my Tingnan Garden."

Lu Chengfeng asked with interest: "Is it covered with dust?"

Mu Yaqi glanced at him.

You can't just expect it to be good.

She continued, "No, my dad took it to the fifth floor to cheer my mom up. She's paying attention to it."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Then I'll give you another one."

Mu Yaqi raised the corners of her lips and responded with a smile: "I'll take it if you give it to me."

Lu Chengfeng released his hold on her, lowered his head and asked softly, "Do you want to go play now?"

Mu Yaqi looked at him and said, "I'll go and listen first. If you play well, I'll decide whether to let you lead me."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and nodded, then took her hand and said, "Actually, with your intelligence, you will learn it just by watching."

Mu Yaqi followed him inside, looked at him and said, "It's not that I don't like to watch it. I haven't watched it for so many years."

Lu Chengfeng lowered his eyes and said in a gentle and coaxing voice, "Then listen to it later and see if you are interested."

Mu Yaqi said cunningly: "That depends on your ability."

Lu Chengfeng asked: "If you are interested, is there any reward?"

Mu Yaqi said, "Let's talk about it when you're interested."

Lu Chengfeng said: "Then I want to play the piano with you."

Mu Yaqi gave him a sidelong look.

You really are not shy with me.

Then he turned back, shook his head slightly, and said proudly: "It depends on your performance."

Lu Chengfeng said with a smile: "Then I have to perform well."

After taking two more steps, Mu Yaqi asked, "Hey, besides apologizing to me this time, what about other times?"

Lu Chengfeng understood and said, "As long as you want to listen, I will perform for you anytime."

Mu Yaqi curled the corners of her lips, coughed twice, and said, "If there is no such premise, can I listen to it anytime I want?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Of course."

Mu Yaqi looked at him and asked, "So I lost money?"

Lu Chengfeng said seriously: "Not bad~ You found out that I can play the cello."

Mu Yaqi smiled and looked at him for two seconds, then turned her eyes away and continued to look at the road, chuckling and saying, "You got a bargain this time."

Lu Chengfeng said with a smile: "Otherwise, why would I be so happy to meet you?"

Mu Yaqi urged, "Go quickly, where is it?"

Lu Chengfeng stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction, saying, "Go up one floor, it's in the hall."

Mu Yaqi looked over and saw that the hall was quite large. There were a few layers of gauze curtains fluttering gently towards the inside, probably because the windows were open.

Mu Yaqi responded, "Oh, are there any tickets for Mr. Lu's performance?"

Lu Chengfeng winked at her and said, "There is a price but no demand."

Mu Yaqi laughed and teased him: "You are quite valuable, right?"

Lu Chengfeng took her to the sightseeing elevator and said proudly, "Ordinary people can't hear me play this."

Mu Yaqi casually asked: "Then what am I?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "You are my lover."

Mu Yaqi glanced at him and saw that he was looking at her with a smile.

So simple and cute.

This innocent little thing looks like he doesn't even know he'll be cheated one day.

The elevator door opened on time, and she pulled Lu Chengfeng's hand and said, "Let's go, let me enjoy your performance."

Lu Chengfeng responded softly: "Okay."

Mu Yaqi glanced at him stealthily again and saw that his expression was filled with obvious pleasure, as if he couldn't wait to perform for her.

Mu Yaqi laughed softly.

That excited little expression becomes cuter the more you look at it.

This seems to be called the desire to share.

Walking into the hall, Mu Yaqi was the first to notice the piano.

Mu Yaqi: "......"

No wonder he just said he wanted to play with her.

It turns out that it is close to the water.

After Lu Chengfeng noticed her expression, he quietly rejoiced and said calmly, "Just pull open the veil."

Mu Yaqi nodded and followed him inside.

Behind the soft gauze curtain, there is a cello in the display cabinet.

Mu Yaqi: “?”

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "This is a collector's edition. The tone is better. I will use it to play in a while."

He looked at Mu Yaqi, leaned closer to her, and whispered, "I'll give it to you after the performance."

Having said that, he left suddenly.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

Like whispering.

Mu Yaqi glanced at him: "......"

It's so weird.

There is always this side of Lu Tangtang, but who would believe it if it were spread out?

But she was quite happy.

This side of him is only revealed to her.

Lu Chengfeng walked forward, casually took the cello out of the display cabinet, and found a high stool nearby to sit down.

Mu Yaqi glanced at the display cabinet, then looked at him: "Doesn't this cabinet door need to be closed?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled at her and said, "Put it back later, and then pack it up together with the cruise ship and send it to you."

Mu Yaqi was silent for two seconds: "......"

six.

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "You don't even keep it for yourself?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "Collecting it is indeed a good choice, but keeping it with you will make it more valuable."

Mu Yaqi asked with interest: "What's the value of keeping it here?"

It also costs money to maintain.

When the time comes, I will use Lu Chengfeng’s card.

Humph.

Lu Chengfeng said: "This is our shared memory. It's not fair for me to be the only one keeping it. Besides, what's mine is yours."

Mu Yaqi asked, "What about mine?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled gently and said, "What's yours is still yours."

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you at a disadvantage?"

Lu Chengfeng said somewhat proudly: "You won't let me suffer any loss."

Mu Yaqi glanced him up and down and snorted softly, which was considered as her agreement.

Mu Yaqi asked again: "If this is our shared memory, why did you give it to me? Why don't we own it together?"

Lu Chengfeng said gently: "Because when we revisit the old place, we will have a sense of belonging."

Mu Yaqi blinked and replied, "Okay."

Can't refute.

It's quite heartwarming.

He knew she had a strong sense of boundaries.

I won't take something from someone easily.

He had taken great pains to prevent her from being too restrained and to create a sense of belonging in her.

No, why is she reserved?

Humph.

But apart from this, she has other explanations for this action.

Mu Yaqi also found a place to sit down and asked, "Are you trying to assert your sovereignty?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "It's just a cruise ship, it's nothing, it just shows that we have a good relationship."

Mu Yaqi understood: "So this is the mentality involved?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "A little bit."

Mu Yaqi raised the corners of her lips slightly, with an expression that said "I knew it".

She waved her hand generously and said, "We're getting engaged soon, and you'll have something to show off then."

Hearing this, Lu Chengfeng's face was filled with a happy smile, and he said, "Okay."

Mu Yaqi found him even cuter.

She couldn't help but cough lightly, raised her head towards the cello in his hand, and asked, "What song are you going to perform?"

If I continue to quarrel with him, I'm afraid I won't be able to perform this piece.

Lu Chengfeng thought for a moment and said, "Listen first, maybe you can figure it out."

Mu Yaqi looked at him inquiringly for two seconds, and finally waved her hand and said, "Okay."

On the windowsill on the fifth floor of the cruise ship, the cello was placed on a table beside him. He sat elegantly on a high stool, his figure slender and upright.

After a while, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes half closed, his expression intoxicated and focused, his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow in the sunlight.

The body of the instrument shines with a charming luster, and slender fingers dance on it with the bow, sometimes as soft as silk, sometimes as passionate as the tide.

The sea breeze gently blew his hair, interweaving with the sweet music and the softly swaying veil at his side, forming a wonderful harmony.