After Bai Weiwei cried, she was led home by He Nanxi again.
He Nanxi tried hard to brainwash her, "This is your home, you don't have to know about it, please ask a lawyer, we will divide the property to you every minute, you must take it, and you will be stupid if you don't take it. Now, you can't be stupid for the second time."
Bai Weiwei sighed and said, "Nanxi, you seem like an angel sent by heaven to save me."
He Nanxi smiled, "As long as you are happy, I can do anything."
Bai Weiwei: It's too easy to flirt, the favorability level seems to be rising at any time.
She asked the system, "What is the favorability of the scumbag?"
System: "Ten."
Bai Weiwei: "Faced with a hard-working wife who is a target for him, with just such a degree of favorability, it really is extraordinary."
System: "The initial favorability level is five, and the remaining five points are raised when you cry and divorce."
Bai Weiwei: "Alas, scumbags have a routine when they turn around. When he doesn't love him, he feels rare."
She thought about it for a while, but still wanted to hold off on flirting with He Nanxi.
I'm worried that the favorability level is full, and the scumbag hasn't increased the favorability level yet.
She had to belly dance with her bare buttocks. At that time, it was useless for her skin to grow a few meters thick.
So embarrassing.
She can't do this.
After He Nanxi returned home, he happily led Bai Weiwei to the music room.
"I wrote a few more songs, I'll play them for you."
Bai Weiwei could almost see the song title emerging in front of her eyes.
"My Mother-in-law Sister"
"Mother's Love is a Mountain"
"Not a mother is better than a mother"
"Ah, my love for you comes from the sky like the water of the Yellow River"
Bai Weiwei: Don't listen, don't want to listen, get out.
He Nanxi's slender fingers gently opened the lid of the piano, and he sat down gracefully.
Then started playing the music he composed.
This piece of music is tender and soulful.
Bai Weiwei listened and listened, as if she had returned to her mother's womb and wanted to sleep.
The notes under He Nanxi's fingers have no lyrics, but they are more picturesque than the lyrics.
Tenderness is like water, unlike his previous impactful songs.
These songs are more like going through the prosperous world, going through soldiers and iron horses, and finally turning into the purest love.
Play for only one person.
His eyes softened, and he couldn't help humming a few words. His voice was sexy and hoarse, and it was as clear as spring water, murmuring into his heart.
Bai Weiwei couldn't help softening her eyebrows.
She also hummed softly, the voice of the actress, sweet but not greasy, with a unique empty inspiration, which perfectly matched He Nanxi's voice.
The windows of the music room are glass windows.
Sun shines in.
Shrouded her in a halo, hazy her soft face, faint and ethereal singing.
Let He Nanxi's finger pause, he suddenly felt that she was the angel, sent to save him in the dark quagmire.
When Bai Weiwei heard the music stopped, she couldn't help but smile, "It sounds good, Nanxi."
He Nanxi lowered his head and said unnaturally, "You sing well."
He never thought that his own songs would come out of her mouth.
It would be like the sound of heaven.
Bai Weiwei didn't seem to take his praise to heart, but looked at him tenderly.
"Nanxi, have you ever thought about returning to the stage again?"
He Nanxi was stunned for a moment, and his fingers landed on the keys, making a thud.
Bai Weiwei smiled, "Actually, I just think you must be very dazzling on stage."