After she sat down, Zhao Beichen put one hand around her back, moved closer to her, and intertwined his hands with her white and tender fingers.

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

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

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

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

Yan Ruyu heard the notes popping out from the piano one by one, and her fingers, guided by them, gently pressed each key, making it produce pleasant music.

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

At the end of the song, Yan Ruyu, led by him, seemed to have really stopped dancing her fingers.

Yan Ruyu looked down at her hands, smiled proudly and said, "I didn't expect that I could pop it out, although..."

“Although it was Professor Zhao who taught me how to play it.”

She raised her head slightly and looked at Zhao Beichen, with a satisfied look in her eyes.

"Professor Zhao, am I really amazing?"

Although she didn't play the piano herself, but Zhao Beichen taught her to play it, Zhao Beichen would still praise her.

"Miss Yan has always been very good and excellent. If Miss Yan had learned piano, I'm sure she would be able to play it well."

Yan Ruyu's wait for praise was satisfied, her cheeks flushed, and 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 hugged him tightly.

"Professor Zhao, thank you for playing the piano with me today, and for letting me taste the wine. You are a very kind person!"

Zhao Beichen was startled by Yan Ruyu's sudden action. His hands remained in the same position as before and he didn't dare to move at all.

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

He moved his arm, patted Yan Ruyu's back gently, and said softly, "Miss Yan, you are too polite. I only gave you a little of the foreign wine. You drank too much. You drank it secretly by yourself."

"Perhaps the only things that made Miss Yan most satisfied were the piano and this meal. The wine... was also pretty good."

That wine should be the decision he regrets the most!

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

He felt Yan Ruyu's body temperature and his heart beat so fast that it seemed like it would jump out of his chest in the next second.

Yan Ruyu loosened her hands, moved away from his arms a little, and looked up at him.

But because she was drunk, Yan Ruyu did not have any idea of ​​physical contact between men and women, and her hand was still half on Zhao Beichen's waist.

Zhao Beichen was made to sit very straight and didn't dare to move at all.

Yan Ruyu stared at him for a while, then raised her right hand and poked his face with her index finger.

"Professor Zhao, your face looks so red. Do you have a fever? Or is it very hot right now?"

As she spoke, Yan Ruyu pinched his face, probed his forehead, and even...

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

At this time, Yan Ruyu actually began to pull off Zhao Beichen's clothes.

"Professor Zhao, if you're hot, take off your coat. Wearing such a thick coat will make you even hotter."

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

He grabbed her slender wrist with one hand.

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

Her breathing was a little heavy, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Ms. Yan, I'm not as hot as you think. I don't need to push any clothes. Don't move me anymore."

Yan Ruyu pouted and tried to pull her hand out of his strong grip, but after trying for a long time, it was all in vain.

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

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

"Hmph!" There was anger in the voice, but also a slightly tickling tone.

This voice undoubtedly added fuel to Zhao Beichen's restless heart, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on Yan Ruyu's hand.

With this force, Yan Ruyu began to hum.

While twisting his body, he groaned, "It hurts, don't scratch me, it hurts!"

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

Because she was drunk, she didn't hit him with any strength, it was just like tickling him.

Zhao Beichen exhaled heavily, grabbed her hand that was slapping him with one hand, and reached around behind her with the other hand to grab the back of her neck.

"Don't move anymore, I won't catch you."

Yan Ruyu, who was controlled, moved forward because she felt a little itchy because her neck was being grabbed.

This movement brought her closer to Zhao Beichen.

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

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

He moved slowly down and placed his hand on the heroine's waist and back, one hand still holding her hand, their fingertips lightly touching, as if an electric current was flowing between them.

Their eyes met, and there was no avoiding each other's gaze at this moment, just looking into each other's eyes.

Yan Ruyu felt her heartbeat quicken and her cheeks flushed slightly.

Not sure if it was because of the alcohol or because of Zhao Beichen's contact, her breathing became rapid.

As if attracted by a mysterious force, she couldn't help but move closer to Zhao Beichen.

Zhao Beichen looked at the person in front of him approaching him, his heartbeat began to quicken, and a hint of desire was revealed in his eyes.

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

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

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

Zhao Beichen's eyes became deep, and his lips were slowly approaching Yan Ruyu.

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

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

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