He Xiangwan taught her for a few days, only to find out that she really has no talent for musical instruments, and she can't learn how to learn it.

The sound that blows out is like the roar of a long train, like the miserable howl of a pig to be slaughtered, and it is so piercing and sad that it pierces people's hearts.

She remembered her unprecedented frustration at that time, but He Xiangwan sat next to her elegantly and made a joke with her: "Forget it, you don't want to learn to play the flute, learn to play the flute......"

The flute sound is generally clear and cheerful, but Xiao Sheng is mostly sad and lingering.

He Xiangwan didn't think much about it when he said this.

Luo Qingyu, a half-rotten girl who often surfs the Internet and understands the ambiguity of countless Internet terms, wanted to be crooked, and without saying a word, she pressed He Xiangwan down on □□ lesson, heh, he itched......

When she is not on a mission, Luo Qingyu does not use her martial arts easily to avoid revealing her identity as an agent, she has always been like an ordinary little girl, she likes to be coquettish, likes food, and likes to lie in bed......

, and He Xiangwan obviously had a situation with her, hiding her kung fu, and she was like an ordinary and elegant college student.

Just laughed like this, the two of them rolled together without knowing how to do it, and with their first time, they had a future cohabitation life......

There seemed to be a silk thread in the depths of my heart, and the wisps of pain spread on the tip of my heart......

Luo Qingyu closed his eyes slightly, shook his head, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

So far, she can only sigh secretly and make people.

She and He Xiangwan are in two hostile camps, destined to have no good result, if she doesn't know He Xiangwan, how can she have today's crossing?

She casually picked up another red leaf, crushed it in the palm of her hand and blew it, and the scattered leaves scattered......

"The county lord is so comfortable, do you like it here?" An elegant, magnetic voice sounded next to his ears.

Luo Qingyu glanced sideways, and came to her side in a blue robe. It was that Jing Wangye.

Luo Qingyu's heart sank, she subconsciously didn't want to have a deep friendship with this suave prince.

She smiled: "The scenery here is very beautiful, and the prince's flute is really good, which matches this landscape." ”

Yun Yin Lianyue smiled leisurely, and the jasper-like flute tapped the palm of his hand: "The song of the county lord is also very good, this king can't even hear where the folk tune is." ”

Luo Qingyu's heart sank suddenly, although her car was adjacent to the car of this King Jing.

But when she hummed casually, her voice was not loud, accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves and the sound of the wheels of the carriage running over the stone slabs, even the guards outside the carriage did not hear it, but she didn't expect to be heard by Prince Jing on the car behind!

This prince has good ears!

I heard that although this prince is obsessed with fun, he is a genius of telekinesis, and his telekinesis has reached the seventh order, which is two orders higher than the prince, and it is really not to be underestimated!

Luo Qingyu smiled lazily: "It's just a few words casually, it can't be elegant, and it is not the same as the sound of the prince's flute." ”

Yun Yin's moon-like eyes flashed, staring at Luo Qingyu, the corners of his lips hooked a smile, and he shook his head slightly: "The county lord's voice is very good, the song he hummed just now is even more beautiful, although the lyrics are straightforward, but there is a fresh feeling, which makes people listen to it refreshingly, where did the county lord learn this song?" ”

This gentle and elegant prince won't be trying to trick himself again, right?

Luo Qingyu naturally didn't want to tell the truth, stretched out his hand, covered his small mouth and yawned, giving him an ambiguous answer.