Because the piano party did not start until after dark, most of the people had not yet come, and there were not many people by the lake.

There were only three people in this pavilion: her, Yan Ziyuan and her little maid. Ning Xuemo faced the vast lake and let go of her throat and shouted: "Ahh

The sound was clear and long, and it spread far away. The mountains in the distance seemed to respond: "Ahhhh

Ning Xuemo's sudden voice startled Yan Ziyuan, and she looked at her with wide eyes: "Xue Xue, you"

Ning Xuemo pulled her hand, let her also face the lake, and said with a smile: "Zi Kite, it's very comfortable for you to shout two throats too"

Yan Ziyuan's eyes lit up, she did have the ** to shout loudly, but it was unseemly for a girl to shout here, I was afraid that her father would miss her again if he found out

The little maid also persuaded Yan Ziyuan for the same reason and didn't let her shout.

Yan Ziyuan was hesitating there, and Ning Xuemo was free and easy: "People live for themselves, as long as you don't exceed your bottom line, why care too much about other people's eyes"

She didn't care about Yan Ziyuan, Linhu shouted a few more times, only to feel that the blockages in her heart had been eliminated a lot.

There are still people on the edge of this lake, and Ning Xuemo's voice has attracted countless eyes. Ning Xuemo didn't care at all, she stood there, her eyebrows and eyes were merry, and her expression was flying.

Yan Ziyuan was finally moved, she also stood with Ning Xuemo, and screamed at the lake.

After all, it was everyone's girlfriend, and her voice was still a little quieter, so she didn't dare to let go. But that's it, and I feel a lot more comfortable.

Ning Xuemo smiled and encouraged her: "Louder" and then she opened her voice again and shouted.

Yan Ziyuan took a breath, finally put aside his scruples, and shouted at the lake.

Once the first shout is passed, the more you shout, the more energetic you will be, and the more you shout, the more comfortable you will be

Yan Ziyuan obviously also had something on her mind, and after shouting like this, her eyes also lit up.

"What are you doing?" a voice suddenly added.

Yan Ziyuan's body stiffened, and half of her voice was stuck back in her throat, and she slowly turned around. He pursed his lips: "Master." ”

Ning Xuemo also turned around and took a look, frowning slightly.

Behind him, there were two people standing outside the gazebo, a man and a woman.

The man looked to be about twenty years old, handsome, elegant as a bamboo, wearing a lake-blue robe, at this moment his black eyes fell on Yan Ziyuan, his eyebrows frowned slightly, obviously disapproving of her yelling.

And the woman was also sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful appearance, elegant bearing, full of a strong bookish atmosphere, holding a piano in her arms, seeing Yan Ziyuan turn around, she was slightly blessed: "Sister Kite." ”

Yan Ziqi, who has always been enthusiastic about people, turned cold, and the eldest lady was domineering: "Which is your sister, don't climb relatives"

The woman hung her head slightly: "Yes, Miss." ”

The man's eyes darkened, and his handsome face was slightly downcast.

Yan Ziyuan raised her head to look at him: "How can I not say it to my father, my father is just my biological daughter, she is just a righteous daughter, what qualifications do you have to call me sister?"

The man glanced at her and said coldly, "Yan Ziyuan, you have gone too far."

Yan Ziyuan's pretty face flushed slightly: "I can't be too much, I don't need you to care about me and her, let alone you intervene, you are just my violinist, and you really want to teach me everything."

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