Nima called Momo so naturally, she was a master at picking up girls.
Xiao Ba snorted, "Stupid, isn't this a good thing, you don't need to take the initiative, the big boss took the initiative to send it to the door."
Happiness came so fast that Nan Xun almost didn't hold back the corners of his mouth. The feeling that this big boss took the initiative to hook up with her instead of her trying to brush the other party's favorability was really good.
No, no, she has to be a little more reserved and must not laugh.
"Fu Mo, is it too late for me to learn now?" Nan Xun asked.
A faint smile appeared in Fu Mo's dark eyes, and his tone became very soft, "It's not too late, you are a smart girl."
Nan Xun's face turned red again.
Damn it, if Fu Mo gets swayed like this, she will break her power sooner or later.
Fu Mo didn't say anything, just sat down on the piano chair, then patted the seat next to him, motioning Nan Xun to sit next to him.
Nan Xun sat down reservedly, not knowing where to put his hands.
Unprepared, Fu Mo raised his hand and played the piano.
Nan Xun noticed that his fingers were slender and beautiful, and his hands danced nimbly on the piano keys. Wherever he passed, it seemed like flowers were blooming all the way. The fragrance was intoxicating. Melodious.
Nan Xun was fascinated. She didn't expect Fu Mo's piano skills to be so good.
At the end of the song, Nan Xun was still immersed in it and couldn't pull it out.
"It's great." Nan Xun praised.
"Come on, Momo, give me your hand." Fu Mo suddenly reached out to her.
Nan Xun was stunned for a moment, and then handed over his left hand.
"Two hands." Fu Mo reminded softly.
Then Nan Xun put his other hand over in a cutesy way.
Fu Mo's right arm passed through her armpit, and he put her in his arms vainly, not touching her in a gentlemanly manner.
Then, he carefully stretched Nan Xun's fingers one by one, and slowly covered them on his big palm, placing one finger on top of the other until the ten fingers overlapped.
His body temperature is lower than ordinary people, or a little cold.
The trace of coolness followed the ten fingers that the two touched, and kept jumping into her body, causing her to shudder.
"Momo, follow me and feel it." Fu Mo whispered.
Nan Xun said yes, and the next moment, she felt her fingers slowly jumping up with Fu Mo's fingers.
He deliberately slowed down the speed, and the sound of the piano became quieter from the cheerfulness just now.
The two were bouncing, and Nan Xun suddenly noticed a scorching gaze hitting his side face.
She tilted her head to look, and Fu Mo turned his head to look at her at some point, with a frightening cold frenzy mixed in his eyes.
Nan Xun was startled, but when she took a closer look, there was only a faint smile in her eyes, which gave people a very comfortable feeling. The glance just now seemed to be just her illusion.
Nan Xun recalled the sight she saw just now, and suddenly felt a little flustered. She stood up from the piano bench and rushed to Fu Mo with a dry smile: "Fu Mo, it's getting late, I'm going to cook, you, you want Do you want to eat porridge? Let me cook some porridge."
With that said, he hurried into the kitchen.
As soon as he ran into the kitchen, the Void Beast's voice rang out, "Congratulations, the evil thought value has dropped to 80."
"What? So fast? Compared with the demon king in the previous world, this speed is like riding a rocket!" Nan Xun was overjoyed.
It seems that the other party really likes her.
"Xiao Ba, what was the big boss doing when I fell asleep?" Nan Xun asked.
The Void Beast's answer made her very satisfied, "He has been looking at you, the love in his eyes, tsk, is so strong that he can't wait to eat you on the spot."
Xiao Ba's exaggerated tone pleased Nan Xun.
After the others left, Fu Mo sat quietly in front of the piano, his eyes gloomy, and his body gradually exuded a cold aura.
"That's right, Fu Mo!" Nan Xun's little head suddenly popped out of the kitchen door. She looked at the man who didn't seem to have moved since just now, and reminded, "There are a lot of fruits in the refrigerator, if you are hungry, you can eat them first. Some pads for tummy."
"Okay." Fu Mo replied, and the cold aura around him slowly gathered up.
He suddenly raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled.
Those pale pink lips seemed to be a lot redder than before, and against that smile, they looked extraordinarily enchanting, like the blood-colored flowers blooming on the grave, exuding a strong fragrance in the decay...
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The night is dark, it is the time when the dream is thick.
When Nan Xun was in a daze, he suddenly heard a squeaking sound from the living room, as if someone was pulling something hard, but the thing was too heavy, so it scratched the ground hard.
After a while, the sound of the piano sounded again, but the sound of the piano was not pleasant, even a bit harsh.
Nan Xun frowned, thinking to himself, what is Fu Mo doing? He makes so much noise when he doesn't sleep at night.
After muttering twice, Nan Xun got ready to take a look, but just when she was thinking about it, the noise of the piano stopped abruptly, and the living room became quiet again.
So, Nan Xun ignored it and continued to sleep.
In the dark living room, Fu Mo stared at the little girl sitting on the piano bench. She had moved the piano to its original position.
The little girl was so cute, she sat on the piano bench and began to cry, crying and crying, her eyes shed two lines of blood and tears, "Mom, I was wrong, I will practice the piano well, and I will never play the game again. already."
Crying and crying, the little girl suddenly changed her face, one face became pale and pale, she grinned at Fu Mo, and said fiercely: "Why don't you let me play the piano, why don't you let me play the piano, am I not good at playing? I will practice for hours every night, and I will get better and better, and if I play well, my mother won't be mad..."
Fu Mo squinted slightly and interrupted her, "You are too noisy."
"Mind your own business, this is my territory, you dare to provoke me!" the little girl said angrily, and suddenly rushed towards Fu Mo.
Fu Mo grabbed her neck and said: "Looking for death."
The little girl shouted in horror, "Sir, forgive me, I don't dare anymore."
"It's too late." Fu Mo slammed it away.
The little girl screamed, her body shrank sharply, and then he threw it directly into his mouth, rolled his throat, and swallowed it.
With a wave of Fu Mo's arm, the piano and the piano bench flew up and gently fell back to its original position.
Looking at the white piano sitting coldly in the living room, Fu Mo suddenly thought of the situation where the two of them would sit and play the piano during the day.
Heart moved, he sat down in front of the piano.
Nan Xun, who was sleeping, heard the sound of the piano again, but this time it was soft and sweet, which was a feast for the ears.
Nan Xun listened attentively for a long time, and finally determined that he was not dreaming, someone was playing the piano in the living room.