Chapter 249 How are you going to repay me?
Seeing Xiaoying walking towards the house, Sang Ru hurriedly called out to him, "Didn't you hear my daughter playing the piano with the young master? Where are you going?"
She glared at Xiaoying. Couldn't she hear the tenderness and affection between the two people in the room? It was really tactless to disturb them at this time.
Xiaoying really couldn't hear the tenderness and sweetness between the two people in the room. He felt that the piano was played so badly, so he should stop playing it, otherwise the people in the Cheng Mansion would have their ears damaged.
"My master has ordered that since Miss Sangru refuses, I can only ask Miss Yu."
Sang Ru shook her head repeatedly. She had already reminded him anyway. If this person wanted to go and get scolded, it was not something a little maid like her could stop.
When there was a knock on the door, Yu Qinghuan trembled all over, "Someone is knocking on the door."
Sang Ru would definitely not knock on the door to disturb him at this time. Maybe something happened to Cheng Gongjin.
Mu Huaian could only suppress his displeasure and asked the person outside in a deep voice, "Who?"
Xiaoying's voice came from outside the door, "Miss Yu, my master is hungry and wants to drink the porridge you sent this afternoon. Could you please ask Miss Sangru, who is beside you, to cook a bowl for her?"
Yu Qinghuan was silent for a long time. Wasn't there a hot pot in the kitchen? Was there any need to ask Sang Ru to go?
She cleared her throat and said, "There's more in the kitchen, just go get it."
Xiaoying added, "My master is picky and only eats freshly cooked food. Thank you, Miss Yu."
Yu Qinghuan's forehead twitched: "......"
She had no time to care about Cheng Gongjin at the moment. As she got older, she had a lot of things to do. She even had to cook the porridge herself.
Mu Huaian felt that he should say a few words on the teacher's behalf, "The teacher is indeed picky and always wants the best of the best."
Yu Qinghuan sighed and shouted to Xiaoying outside, "Then call Sang Ru to the kitchen and tell her that I called her."
At this time, Sang Ru in the yard had already heard it. Her face fell and she glared at Xiaoying fiercely.
If the young master was not still in the room, she would have shouted loudly and exposed Lord Cheng's little trick.
In the house.
"Ah Huan, you smell so good."
Yu Qinghuan's cheeks burned hot, "No, don't talk nonsense."
She had stayed with Cheng Gongjin for a whole day, so how could she smell good?
On the contrary, the agarwood on Mu Huaian's body is very reassuring to smell, and the whole body can relax and want to sleep.
Unlike Xie Zhili, he doesn't like to use incense, and the most he smells like is bath beans.
The incense Xiao Jinghe used was too strong, with a scent of royal wealth and lacking a bit of charm.
The incense used by Cheng Gongjin was very heavy, like the smell of ink written on paper, very light, yet very pleasant to the touch. Every time she did so, she couldn't help but want to smell it more clearly, and she wished she could stick to him.
...
In Yu Qinghuan's impression, Young Master Mu was like the bright moon in the sky, clear and bright, without a speck of dirt.
But now...
Mu Huaian's ears turned red from her teasing, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
Yu Qinghuan's fingertips circled his chest, and her voice was gentle and persuasive, "I'm helping you, how are you going to repay me?"
At this moment, she turned from passive to active, like a bewitching witch.
Mu Huaian couldn't take his eyes off it, and he felt even more fortunate that he had climbed over the wall.
The so-called gentlemen will end up with nothing.
He asked hoarsely, "What do you want?"
A sly glint flashed in Yu Qinghuan's eyes, a hint of smugness after a calculated move. "I want you to play the piano for me."
Mu Huaian: "..."
After just a moment, the sound of piano could be heard again in the room, which was very beautiful.
A hint of pride flashed across Yu Qinghuan's eyes...
Mu Huaian plucked the strings of the zither with all his might.
The sound of the piano was still melodious, unlike the disjointed tune that Yu Qinghuan had just played.
Yu Qinghuan doesn't believe in evil...
Mu Huaian's breath suddenly became disordered and he accidentally played the wrong part.
Yu Qinghuan chuckled softly, "Aren't you the best at playing the qin in the capital? Why are you playing like this now?"
"Hmm!" Mu Huaian's back suddenly stiffened, his knuckles pressing the strings clenched hard against the wood of the guitar, veins bulged on the back of his hands, sweat slid down his tense neck into the depths of his collarbone, and his chest heaved violently.
I have never felt that plucking the strings is such a difficult thing.
Yu Qinghuan felt a sense of pleasure in revenge. She wanted to see Mu Huaian lose control, and it would be best if the music was out of tune, so that she would feel balanced.
And at this moment, Mu Huaian really couldn't hold down the strings as she had expected, and his whole palm was tightly gripping the pegs.
The corners of his eyes turned red, and he raised his neck and called out hoarsely, "Ah Huan..."
I can't describe the feeling, it's just kind of addictive.
Yu Qinghuan suddenly let go, raised her head, and looked at his out-of-control appearance with a smile on her face. "Why don't you play anymore?"
Mu Huaian said hoarsely: "I don't want to play anymore."
Yu Qinghuan said with a smile, "If you don't play, I won't continue."
Mu Huaian was silent for a while, then resignedly put his hands back on the strings. Soon, the sound of the piano rang out again in the room.
However, at this moment, Xiaoying, who was watching the time, came again and was about to knock on the door...
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