He turned to look at her, and perhaps because they were so close, she had the illusion that she was all he could see.
He probably saw the confusion in her eyes and demonstrated it again: "This is rubbing."
Wanruo immediately came back to her senses, and gritted her teeth and rubbed the strings, making a sharp noise.
Her face flushed immediately, feeling that she had ruined a good piano. She turned to look at him with a guilty conscience: "And then?"
He watched her cheeks gradually turn red, and followed the blush to her red little ears.
His eyes deepened a bit, and his fingers plucked the strings: "This is picking."
Wanruo tried again, and the guqin made a sharp explosion.
She swallowed, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"You're using the wrong force. It should be like this." He demonstrated again, and saw that her ears became even redder, like apples, which he wanted to bite.
She tried again, and the guqin seemed to have died, emitting a faint whimper.
She was a little impatient and said angrily, "I don't want to learn anymore. My hands hurt."
He rarely objected, but instead approached her with a sullen look in his eyes, "Then I won't learn it."
Only then did she realize that his body was already hot, and his clear eyes were gradually filled with desire. She had seen Xie Xianyu like this countless times in bed.
Wanruo was sweating all over and said, "I'm joking. I think I can still continue learning."
Xie Xianyu leaned over and wanted to kiss her: "Let's learn it another day."
Wan Ruo put her hand against his chest and said firmly, "We agreed to learn today. I'm too lazy to teach you now, even though you haven't given up on me yet. What will I do when you give up on me in the future and think I'm stupid and don't know anything?"
He glanced at her. It was rare to see such a thirst for knowledge on her face.
He took a deep breath: "僢."
He stood up, picked up a cup of cold tea on the table and drank it, barely quenching his thirst.
"Since you want to learn, then be serious and don't complain about your hands and feet hurting." He had a cold face, more serious than the old teacher in the school.
Wanruo nodded honestly.
Learning the piano only makes her hands hurt, but not learning makes her whole body hurt. She is not stupid and can tell the difference between the two.
"Try the fingering technique again."
Wanruo tried again, but the sound was still harsh.
She looked at him with an innocent face, thinking that he would probably be too impatient to teach her, and she didn't need to learn anymore.
But he pinched her fingers, plucked the strings again, and said in a deep voice: "This kind of strength is just right, not too heavy and not too light."
She gave him a strange look. Where did he get such inexplicable patience?
"What are you looking at?" He suddenly raised his eyes to look at her.
Wanruo hurriedly looked away and tried again.
He nodded: "That's much better."
Wanruo received the compliment and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She tried again, raised her head and looked at him with sparkling eyes.
Seeing her suddenly smile like a child, he was distracted for a moment: "Not bad."
"but……"
She was stunned, thinking that she had played the piano incorrectly, and looked at him seriously.
He reached out and pinched her face: "Don't seduce the gentleman."
Wanruo: ???
What nonsense is this person talking about?
He raised his chin: "What are you still standing there for? Keep playing."
Wanruo continued to practice the piano angrily.
After learning all the fingering techniques today, Wanruo felt that her fingers were no longer her own. An hour later, Xie Xianyu called for the end of get out of class.
She looked tired and said, "Then I'll go first."
"Where are you going? Come here." He walked towards the museum shelves behind the desk.
She was stunned for a moment, then followed him.
He took out a porcelain jar from the drawer, sat on the couch, and pulled her to sit down.
He opened the porcelain jar, held her hand with one hand, picked out a little ointment from the jar with the other hand, and gently applied it to her red fingertips.
The ointment felt cool and refreshing, and my fingertips, which had just been sore and burning, suddenly felt much more relieved.
He lowered his eyes as he applied the ointment to her, his movements neither light nor heavy, his expression cautious, even more serious than when he looked at those troublesome files, as if he was meticulously carving some rare treasure.
Wanruo pursed her lips and looked away. How could he be so careless in everything he did?
He applied the ointment on her and then said, "After using this ointment, the pain will go away tomorrow."
Wanruo responded, "Yeah."
He raised his eyes to look at her rosy cheek, and suddenly felt a little moved. His throat rolled, and the hand that was pinching her wrist unconsciously reached her waist and moved closer to her.
Wan Ruo put her hand on his chest and said, "It's late. I have to go back."
"I'll be back later." He pinched her waist and brought her into his arms.
"I'm not well yet."
"I think it's almost done."
"My hand hurts."
"You're not allowed to use your hands this time."
Wanruo was stunned for a moment, her ears turned red. He seemed to be becoming more and more shameless!
She was too lazy to make excuses and simply turned her head away: "I don't want to today."
Xie Xianyu raised her eyebrows slightly. She seemed to have become much more irritable recently. In the past, she would never refuse any of his requests. When she was bullied, she would just look at him pitifully with red eyes.
This was the first time she said no so firmly.
He was silent for a while, and Wanruo felt uneasy. He always hated others disobeying him, and she shouldn't refuse him. It would be bad for her to annoy him.
But she was really impatient to deal with it, so she just gave up and remained silent.
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