She didn't know whether it was because Li Yu's tone of voice was too gentle or because the picture Sheng Ling imagined was too beautiful. Sheng Ling always felt that her heart was beating even harder. She heard herself say "hmm" and agreed to him, but her mind Still confused, as if trapped in Li Yu's tenderness.
Li Yu raised his hand and touched her head, "Okay, then I'll wait for you tomorrow. Little princess, go back and rest."
When he touched her head, Sheng Ling subconsciously lowered her head, responded, turned around and ran back without thinking.
My face felt so hot, as if I was going to have a fever.
Sheng Ling ran in the corridor for a while, panting and stopped. She couldn't help but cover her hot face, but her head couldn't stop thinking about Li Yu's gentle smile in her ear. , his nice voice, his nice fingers...
For the first time in her life, Sheng Ling felt that her head was about to explode.
It's like a small flower blooming on the tip of my heart, and my heart is swaying, and I can't find its place for a while.
So, that night, Sheng Ling thought about the word Li Yu and suffered from insomnia.
It was almost midnight before I finally fell asleep...
The next day, Sheng Ling woke up very early again. Perhaps because she was thinking about Li Yu asking her to go to the teahouse to watch his performance, Sheng Ling got up early. She had breakfast in the mansion and went back to the house by herself. She rummaged through all the clothes, found a beautiful light blue floral skirt, put it on, and asked the maid to comb her hair into a nice bun.
She was originally a little princess, but now she dressed up like a little princess herself.
However, the beauty only lasted a moment. As soon as Sheng Ling opened the door, he shivered with cold. He quickly went back and put a cloak on himself, and then he felt a little warmer.
Although Sheng Ling was a little anxious and wanted to go to the teahouse as soon as possible, he also inquired and found out that the opera had not started at the teahouse yet and that the opera would not start until after noon.
Sheng Ling just kept lying on the couch waiting and waiting. It was finally noon. Sheng Ling didn't even eat lunch and went straight to the teahouse.
After she passed there, she originally wanted to talk to the people in the teahouse, but unexpectedly a maid saw her coming and asked her if she was Miss Sheng. Sheng Ling was stunned for a moment and nodded.
Then, the maid took her to the so-called first-class seat and brought her milk tea and several snacks.
Sheng Ling ate snacks and waited for Li Yu to come on stage.
It was an amazing feeling, but she didn't seem to resist it at all.
Not long after Sheng Ling waited, the show started on the stage.
Sheng Ling didn't really like listening to operas before, but after meeting Li Yu, she found operas quite good.
She always remembered that even though she was at odds with Li Yu at first, she was amazed when she saw his performance on stage for the first time.
It has nothing to do with dislike or liking, it's just that I feel amazing instinctively.
After that, Sheng Ling liked it every time she saw Li Yu performing on the stage.
Li Yu quickly took the stage.
Sheng Ling held a bowl of milk tea and took a sip, but her eyes were fixed on the elegant man on the stage.
The way he puts on eye makeup is cool and charming, really good-looking.
Sheng Ling didn't know how long she had been sitting in the audience watching him, and she forgot the time when she saw him.
It wasn't until he stepped down that Sheng Ling felt lost.
(End of chapter)