[BL, MTL] After The Real Young Master Was Reborn, He Decided To Be A Salted Fish

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Qin Nian walked back to the piano and sat down.

Feng Wan: "Just play what you like."

In fact, he has no research on the piano and does not like it, but he feels very pleasing to the eye just by watching the young man sit there and play the piano.

He sat on the sofa in the hall. From his perspective, he could see half of Qin Nian's side face. The young man's face still had a trace of youthful greenness, with ignorance and cleverness.

Qin Nian tried a few notes with his right hand before playing with his hands on the black and white keys.

He didn't know what Feng Wang liked to listen to. At the beginning, he was a little entangled, so he left the choice of the song to his body. When his hand covered the keys, his fingers followed his heart according to his habit and played a soothing canon.

The ethereal and clear sound of the piano echoed in the hall of the Feng family.

Feng Yuanyuan sat with Feng Wang. Suddenly, she remembered something and came close to Feng Wang's ear. "Uncle, I found a little secret of my beautiful brother."

Feng Wang smiled and said, "What secret?"

Feng Yuanyuan said in a milky voice, "When I praised my beautiful brother for playing the piano well today, his face was so red."

She thought for a moment and added, "It's redder than when I had a fever."

Feng Wang:...

For the first time, he felt that his future niece could probably have some academic achievements in literature.

He remembered that last time at the Qin family, when he praised Qin Nian, Qin Nian seemed to be standing there in a daze, and then the crimson quickly crawled all over his originally fair face, together with the inconspicuous earlobe, which was so red that it seemed to be bleeding.

It makes the skin below the neck more snow-white.

So, Qin Nian is unexpectedly a shy person?

This conclusion made Feng Wang feel a little new. After all, when Qin Nian fighted Gu Wei at the banquet, he couldn't see that he was that kind of person at all.

The tone of Canon is soothing, and the breeze is coming.

Feng Yuanyuan is not interested in this kind of soothing music, and she doesn't know where the smoke has gone.

Feng Wang sat on the sofa and listened to music. A long-lost sleepy came to Feng Wang. He couldn't help leaning his head on the sofa and closing his eyes.

After Qin Nian finished playing a song, the hall suddenly became quiet, and there was no reaction behind him. Qin Nian didn't know whether he should continue to play the next song. He turned around and looked behind him. Feng Wang was lying quietly on the sofa and falling asleep at the moment.

Qin Nian:...

Is my playing skill so boring that people feel sleepy after listening to them?

However, it is normal for Feng Wang to manage so many industries of the Feng family that he is easily trapped.

Although he can understand, he is a little embarrassed at this moment. He doesn't know what he should do. He continues to play the piano for fear of disturbing Feng Wang's sleep.

Qin Nian sat there in a daze, looking at Feng Wang's sleeping face.

Although people often sleep when their expressions are most relaxed, the man on the sofa has been in a high position for a long time. Even when he is sleeping, he still has a fierce momentum that is not angry but powerful.