"The makeup is going to be blown dry, so it won't be spent." Si Yiyan leaned into her forehead and blew the makeup on her forehead in a low voice.

The hot and humid breath, tingling and itching, made her heart ripple in circles at once, and the ripples expanded in circles and circles, but her heart kept contracting, and she reached out on his chest in a panic to resist him.

Who knew that her hand had just touched his chest, the scorching temperature was like chrome iron, burning her hand, the heat spread through her palm, the heartbeat like a drum shook her hand, the undulating chest, suddenly drove her heartbeat rate, and suddenly it became intense.

She was about to withdraw her hand, but Si Yiyan reached out and pressed her hand on her chest, leaning over and trapping her between the chairs, her thin lips snatching her delicate like petals.

It's not like the last heavy announcement, but with a lingering and sympathetic tossing and turning.

Wen Wenya felt her whole body tremble, and in her hazy sight, it was his face that was focused on showing off to the extreme, and the chaotic brain exploded all of a sudden, and the bright and gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the barren heart, and she couldn't help but respond to his kiss.

Feeling her response, his kiss was less eager, more poetic and freehand, tracing the shape of her lips, outlining the curves of her tongue, provoking the tender flesh between her teeth, and devouring her soft and delicate.

And she actually felt very comfortable, no rapid heartbeat, no breathing difficulties, no numbness of lips and tongue, only the lingering beauty that was extremely soft, beautiful so that her soul was intoxicated, at this moment she felt the kind of wholehearted pampering and cherishing.

Until he stopped, his face was dyed with thin and light, and those eyes were like thick ink, hidden warmth, and in her eyes, little by little, she bloomed like a fiery Huan: "Xinya, do you like me to kiss you like this?" ”

His voice was hoarse and hot, and it was cold, but all that was left was a clear spring-like love, rippling with an incomparably tempting, charming voice, and a warm and elegant heart was teased by such a voice, and the whole body was numb and itchy, and the low "Hmm! "Yes.

His eyes suddenly bloomed with thousands of styles, all magnificent, like fireworks in the distant sky, bursting into brilliant splendor: "You have to grow up quickly!" I also want to taste the joy and love of this world! ”

Such angry words, coming out of his mouth, actually had a sense of elegance to the extreme, Wen Wenya only felt that her whole body was like a fire, scorching, unbearable, this is from the body's instinctive reaction and desire, at this moment I found out that she had always been very disgusted with the contact between men and women in her previous life, in front of Si Yiyan, she was cured without medicine.

"Wen Wenya, I said that you belong to me, this sentence is not just talking!" Si Yiyan struck while the iron was hot and whispered in her ear: "I will paint your thrush, put on makeup, curl your hair, raise your eyebrows, love as new, love knotted hair, I can do it, and even I will do better in the future!" ”

His eyes have been looking at her intently, her immature complexion is dyed with a charming color, so beautiful that it is breathtaking, when Wan Niang was grooming her before, she looked at the dejected appearance in the mirror, and it pierced his heart.

He knew that there was once a man in her life who amazed her years, so he couldn't keep the rhythm before, he had to quickly capture her heart, so he had the move of curling her hair, thrush, and makeup!

And kissing her, it was beyond his expectation, and when her hand burned against his chest, his hidden burning passion exploded in an instant, and became out of control.

Fortunately, his impulsive actions did not frighten her, and she was not completely indifferent to him!

Wen Wenya's heart was beating dullly, and the frequency made her even worry that she actually had a heart attack, and she suddenly changed the topic and said, "Didn't you say that you want to take me to a place?" Hurry up! I also wonder what that place is. ”

"Wait!" Si Yiyan turned around and came to the table and brought a rosewood carved phoenix box to her: "I have a gift for you." ”

"What is it? Why are you giving me a gift all of a sudden? Wen Wenya stretched out her hand to take it, Si Yiyan gave her too many things, as if since he anonymously gave her five sets of hand ornaments, he sent things, and it seemed to be taken for granted for her to accept them, which was not in line with her character at all.

"Have you forgotten what day it is?" Si Yiyan gently stroked her hair and said.

Wen Wenya looked at him confusedly: "What day is today?" ”

Si Yiyan took out her mobile phone, adjusted the calendar to her, Wen Wenya leaned over, there was a pink circle on the mobile phone calendar, and there were pink heart-shaped bubbles on it, it was actually Valentine's Day Qixi in country Z.

"I'm here to spend Valentine's Day with you." Si Yiyan's voice is slightly lower, but his voice is clear and beautiful, like a movement played on the guqin.

Wen Wen Ya lowered her head in a panic, opened the box in her arms, but saw a seven-string guqin lying inside, she knew it, the piano sympathized with the sound, since ancient times, there has been a beautiful love love of giving the piano to show love.

Si Yiyan is ancient and modern, every word and deed, every move, is romantic and irresistible: "This piano is very beautiful." ”

Si Yiyan smiled: "Take it out and try the timbre!" ”

"Good!" Wen Wenya wanted to refuse, but as soon as the words came to her mouth, it became good, and when she found out, she had already taken the piano out of the box and placed it on the table.

She plucked the strings lightly, the piano sound was long and thick, the ancient mellow, the sound was soft and rigid, she was so interested in business, her fingers couldn't stop, and her heart actually rose up with a piano in the palace, and she couldn't help but be quiet and tender.

Si Yiyan chuckled: "How is the sound of the piano?" ”

Wen Wen Ya whispered: "Transparent, moist, quiet, round, even, clear, fragrant...... It's a rare good piano. ”

Every time Wen Wenya said a word, the smile on Si Yiyan's lips would be deeper, but the look in his eyes was thorough, but people couldn't guess or figure it out: "The piano I made with my own hands is rare to get into your eyes." ”

I lived in Mo's house before, and when I saw that she didn't have a suitable piano, I thought about cutting the piano for her.

The best wood is paulownia wood, even though Xia Si controls seventy percent of the rare wood market in country Z, he still spent a lot of effort to find a four-hundred-year-old paulownia wood, and in the process of analysis, it is not allowed to have the slightest difference, for fear of scrapping this rare piano material, it will be difficult to find the desired piano material.

Wen Wenya was surprised: "You turned out to be a luthier!" What else in this world you wouldn't? ”

Si Yiyan said: "My father said that if you know the qin, you must cut the qin, and the qualities of thoroughness, moistness, quietness, roundness, passing, evenness, clarity and fragrance can only be given to the qin by the qinist, so my art of cutting the qin is learned from my father." ”

Do they all say that the luthier is the best example of character in this world? She was not wrong at all, she found that the more she knew Si Yiyan, the more her heart was attracted to him.