The God Who Sleeps on the Piano

"Hey——" the car spun around and almost had an accident.

The bodyguard in the driver's seat shook his hands and gripped the steering wheel tightly, not daring to take it lightly.But there was a moment of blankness in the head, and a voice shouted: Miss Cheng, your Mr. Cheng was kissed by a man, and...he seems to be enjoying it...

The bodyguard in the passenger seat was obviously the same as him, looking at the two people kissing in the rearview mirror, the car was messed up.

Actually, it's not really a kiss.

Lu Ansen was more domineering and tough than his previous kiss, with a ruthlessness that seemed to tear him apart.

Cheng Lang felt his tongue hurt from being sucked by him, but he wanted to push him away, but he couldn't bear it.This is the first time a man has lost control in front of him, and he has an indescribable lust.

In fact, from the first time I saw him, I really wanted to reveal his paralyzed face, wanting this handsome face to be stained with emotions of anger, sadness, and joy.

Cheng Lang responded to his kiss, hooking him with his nimble tongue.The kiss between each other was as hot as fire, and the fluid between the lips and teeth flowed out along his chin.

In the end, it was Lu Ansen who pushed him away with complicated eyes.

Cheng Lang didn't smile, in fact, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Nima, he reacted.He panted slowly, trying to calm down the restlessness in his body.But the more he wanted to suppress it, the more violent this desire became. For a while, he couldn't resist it.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face, which was originally as white as jade, was flushed with blush.

Lu Ansen looked at him, and a word flashed in his mind: Peach Blossom with Flour.

Snapped!Another corner of his heart collapsed, rumbled, shaking his scalp numb.

Finished!

He is finished.

Lu Ansen looked at Cheng Lang, his voice was low and helpless: "Cheng Lang, you won."

Cheng Lang didn't have the slightest joy of victory, and his playful face was rare and serious.His eyebrows drooped slightly, and he replied in a low voice: "No, I didn't win...but I didn't lose either."

Lu Ansen didn't understand what he meant, so he closed his eyes, leaned against the car seat, and stopped talking.

After a quick trip, we finally arrived at Sunny Cafe.

The two mothers were sitting by the window, stirring the coffee in front of them in unison. The two eyes met in the air, crackling and sparking.

The news that Cheng Lang went to play the piano in a nursing home became a trending topic on Weibo again.

Sun Ying was not convinced. Seeing Cheng Lang coming, she said in a low voice: "I said Cheng Lang, why do you play the piano for everything? No matter how good you play, you can't always show off like this? If this falls into the In the eyes of caring people, they will say that you are amazing at playing the piano!"

Cheng Lang: "..."

It's really amazing!

However, this cannot be said.To tell the truth, the two mothers will be torn apart even more.

Cheng Lang sat in the empty seat next to his mother and did not speak. Cheng Lan would not let his son suffer, and quickly supported him: "I really think it is great to be able to play the piano."

Sun Ying pursed her lips and snorted displeasedly: "What's the big deal? Our Asen played that well, but we didn't..." Halfway through speaking, she stopped the car in time and covered her mouth.

This is my son's pain point!

How did she step on it?

Sun Ying regretted it in her heart. From the corner of the eye, she glanced at the expressionless son beside her, and quickly changed the subject: "Hmph, no matter how amazing you play, isn't it an entertainment for the public? How is it different from the opera singers in ancient times? Okay, I Just let my son use the wallet for your son."

sure!sure!wish for it.

Cheng Lang on the side was so excited, the ecstasy in his eyes almost burst out.Fortunately, he had great endurance, managed to maintain his composure, and asked blankly and innocently, "Aunt Sun, what did you just say?"

Sun Ying's face changed slightly, she knew she had slipped her words, after all, she was a junior, her words were a little too much.

While blaming herself, Cheng Lan exploded.She just heard Sun Ying say that her son is an actor, and she was already furious.He also heard that he wanted to take care of his son, how could he be rational?Therefore, it can be said to be sarcastic on the spot, slapping the table and questioning: "What did you just say to me? Tell me again! You are an old man, and you are not afraid of the eagle biting your mouth!"

Sun Ying knew she was in the wrong, but she refused to admit it. Fortunately, she was quick-witted and slapped the table and returned: "I say! Hmph, let your son play the piano exclusively for me."

Cheng Lan rolled her eyes, pointed at her and sneered, "You can't afford it!"

Sun Ying was not convinced, and asked instead: "I want to see what the price is, but I can't afford it. How much is it? Tell me!"

Cheng Lan opened his mouth wide: "3000 million!"

That was a sky-high appearance fee.

I don't believe this old goblin dares to be so prodigal.

Cheng Lan thought that he had the chance to win, but it was a pity that Sun Ying's prodigal daughter had lived for a long time, so she immediately made a decision: "Okay, son, give me the money."

Lu Ansen: "..."

He didn't move, but Cheng Lang said with a smile: "Auntie, look what you said? It's my honor to play the piano for you, how can I ask for your money? Don't be angry, if you want to listen to piano music, I'll play it for you now."

Sun Ying lowered her face, and reached out her hand to stop his words: "Xiao Lang, don't talk, you don't want auntie's money, you just look down on auntie."

Cheng Lang: "..."

That's 3000 million.

Is a face really so valuable?

According to her prodigal speed, how much property does Lu Ansen have enough for her to lose?

Cheng Lang began to worry about Lu Ansen, wondering if he should cry poorly and transfer Lu Ansen's property over?Otherwise, sooner or later it will be in the hands of his old lady.

Lu Ansen didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, he said, "How about this, my mother's 50th birthday the day after tomorrow, I will arrange for you to come and play the piano for her. I don't ask too much, just play casually, with snacks, Just don’t be too commercialized.”

When Balabala asked, Cheng Lang's face turned black.

Nima, between the lines is full of contempt for my master's piano skills!

Cheng Lang was upset, but he didn't make it clear.After all, it is normal for others to ridicule him because he is not skilled enough.Really glass heart, can't afford to be hurt, and it's a bit embarrassing.

Cheng Lang comforted himself like this, and then thought again, this is what Lu Ansen wanted from me, what a blackmail bargaining chip!

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to agree easily.

So, he smiled apologetically and showed a embarrassed expression: "I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that I was full that day, and there were several large-scale commercial performances, and I needed to be there."

This was rejected?

Even if you spend a lot of money, you can't invite him to play the piano?

Sun Ying looked at Cheng Lan's smug face, and her teeth itched with anger.She turned to look at her son, with a coquettish and rogue tone: "A Sen, I don't care. On my birthday, I want to see Cheng Lang play the piano for me."

Lu Ansen suddenly felt a headache.He looked at the man in front of him with a playful smile, knowing that he did it on purpose, maybe he was thinking of how to torment him.I don't know where I provoked him, obviously today he was the one who was deflated again and again, and was beaten so badly by him.

Lu Ansen couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it, and asked in a low voice: "You would rather go to a commercial performance than come to celebrate my mother's birthday?"

Cheng Lang nodded, looking very regretful: "I can't help it, I'm also very busy. There are a few commercial performances that I can't push. Although the price is not as high as yours, reputation is also very important. Your body As a businessman, you should also know that integrity is the foundation, right?"

The reasons are laid out one after another, which are reasonable and irrefutable.

But Lu Ansen didn't believe a word. The other party's tone and expression almost didn't say that I did it on purpose.

Look at the uncontrollable smile on the corner of his lips, well, a white-eyed wolf!

Lu Ansen looked at him coldly, too angry to speak.

Cheng Lang stood up, nodded slightly, hugged his mother's waist, and left.He walked away, leaving behind a meaningful smile.

Lu Ansen knew that this matter was no longer a small comparison between two mothers.It has risen to the struggle between Cheng Lang and him, the piano performance at the mother's birthday party, it depends on who bows his head first.

"Cheng Lang did it on purpose." Sun Ying's complexion was not good either, the higher her status, the more she cared about face.The mother and son of the Cheng family stomped her face on the ground today, and she must not let it go.

"I know." Lu Ansen replied in a low voice, and his brain began to work rapidly.

In the ear, Sun Ying was still angry, chattering endlessly: "A Sen, you have to invite him here no matter what, and you are still playing a big game in front of our Lu family. Look at this kid's frivolity!"

Lu Ansen replied in a low voice: "I know."

He knew that no matter what, he had to win.It's not that he wants to be competitive, but that Cheng Lang needs to be afraid of him.Otherwise, it will become more lawless.

Cheng Lang, who was regarded as lawless, was sitting in the car playing with his mobile phone. It was a very simple stand-alone game where he lost eight times.Just as he was inspired to use the kill timer for the ninth time, there was a ding-dong sound on WeChat, and a message rushed into his eyes.

[Before rejecting me, call and ask your agent for advice. 】

What do you mean?

Just as he was thinking, Xu Yuan called, his tone was a little cold, and he was criticizing: "Cheng Lang, you have always been a very worry-free person in my heart. What have you done these days, why did Mr. Lu call, Said you harassed him?"

rat!

Cheng Lang cursed in his heart, suppressed his anger, and replied, "It's nonsense."

Xu Yuan said in a low voice: "Since it's nonsense, why didn't you want to play the piano for Mrs. Lu to celebrate her birthday? I heard that Mr. Lu rejected your confession. You were dissatisfied and even refused Mrs. Lu's invitation to attend the birthday party." thing."

Cheng Lang: "..."

That man was so despicable.

He has been more diligent in contacting him recently. Well, it's a bit harassing, but the fact that the confession was rejected is purely fictional.He is the piano god Cheng Lang, how can he kill both men and women?

Lu Ansen did it on purpose, definitely did it on purpose.

Seeing that he was silent, Xu Yuan asked coldly, "Why didn't you speak? Could it be that what Mr. Lu said is true? Are you really interested in him? You also want to use Mrs. Lu's birthday party to ask you to play the piano, and take this opportunity to force him to Submit?"

what with what?

What has he come up with?

Cheng Lang was overwhelmed by Xu Yuan's words, and quickly explained: "No, I just don't like Lu Ansen, so I don't want to go to his house to play the piano."

"Why do you dislike him? This kind of dislike, Cheng Lang, you rarely expressed it before. So..."

Cheng Lang: "..."

He was certain that Xu Yuan's unfinished words were to be explained as a cover-up.

Well, even if he jumped into the Yellow River this time, he couldn't clean himself up.

Cheng Lang didn't want to make any further comments on this matter, so he changed the subject and said, "Brother Xu, do you have anything else to do? I'm driving. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."

Knowing that he was changing the subject, Xu Yuan raised his voice and said in a commanding tone, "You must be present at Mrs. Lu's birthday party the day after tomorrow."

Cheng Lang sneered, but didn't speak.