Self-cultivation of the villain prince

Seeing that Qin Ruomeng ignored him, Xie Yu hurriedly said in a low voice: "Miss Qin, don't play a small temper. If you play the piano without this king, you won't have the effect of yesterday."

Ha ha.

Su Qingqian's expression remained unchanged, and she raised her bare hand slightly, as if she was planning to play directly.

Do you think I will squeeze under the table for the effect of the performance?

Naive!

Xie Yu sighed.

In this case, then I don't pretend to be a gentleman.

He looked at the window on the left and made sure that this angle of view would not be discovered by the people downstairs, so he stretched out his palm and gently put it on Su Qingqian's thigh.

His palm is wide, and because of his hard work, there are some cocoons on it, which looks very rough.

However, this rough palm held the smooth and delicate thigh without a trace of fat at the moment.

Even through the skirt, Su Qingqian still felt the parts that were touched, Xie Yu's palm seemed to have endless heat, and there was a warm, tingling heat flow constantly surging in the parts where the two of them were in contact. , Following the flow of blood, gradually spread to the limbs of the body.

Her body suddenly developed a sense of fascination, which gradually wiped out her psychological resistance to men.

'No... can't do this...'

Xie Yu couldn't stop now.

He only felt that the starting point was tender and slippery, like warm nephrite. He squeezed it hard, fingers and palms squeezed the white and delicate skin, and immediately sank into the tight leg flesh without any effort. , The soft and tender skin touch brought by the squeezing made him breathe a little harder.

Xie Yu unconsciously stretched out his hand and clenched tightly, and the contact area between the palm of his hand and the skin of his thigh suddenly increased a lot.

This time he closed his eyes and realized it carefully, only to feel that Qin Ruomeng's skin was very soft, and it seemed that a gravure would be pressed out with just a single tap.

"Well, it doesn't have the full and unique flexibility of Mu Xue, which is different from Die'er and Shiyu, but the soft and slender touch is the first, 9.5 points, I'm afraid you are proud!" Xie Yu kneaded. While commenting shamelessly.

Su Qingqian faintly felt that if this continues, something will happen.

So she picked up a method never used in the Heavenly Demon Heart Sutra, and gradually calmed down and reached a state of "desired and ruthless".

She could still feel the heat gushing out from Xie Yu's palm, but her mind was no longer affected by it, as if the soul had escaped from the physical body, watching herself as a bystander.

This trick is basically used between the beds in Tianyin Teaching to avoid being too cool when encountering Fengyue masters, and instead of absorbing the essence of others, they vent themselves.

And as long as this trick is combined with the Primal Absorption Secret Technique, even a young child can become a Juicer.

From the corner of Su Qingqian's eyes, she glanced at the window on the left, stretched out her right hand that was blocked by Yaoqin, slowly but firmly patted Xie Yu's arm, and then moved her jade leg away, which was regarded as acknowledgment with Xie Yu. .

'It would be better if this is the case, why bother?'

When Xie Yu came to the bottom of the table, he rubbed his palms unconsciously, as if he was still experiencing the kind of soft touch that almost overflowed when he pressed his fingers into his legs.

This table was specially arranged by him yesterday. The height is moderate, so you don't need to squat too hard. Moreover, a hole was specially made in the place where the Yaoqin was placed, so that he could directly touch the bottom of the piano.

Xie Yu is still very concerned about business matters. He immediately carried the Bodhi Heart Sutra and entered the time of a sage like a Buddha. He immediately felt that the ambiguity before was just like a passing glance, fleeting.

Amitabha!Dawei Tianlong!

Xie Yu chanted the Buddha's name silently in his heart, raised his hands and pressed them on the bottom of the piano body to transmit innocence.

At this time, Su Qingqian had just touched the strings with her slender white jade fingers, and the two of them worked together in a very tacit understanding.

Su Qingqian seems to have changed the song today.

Her snow-white fingertips pressed, pressed, plucked, and picked on the seven strings, and the gentle and elegant piano sound gradually sounded. The faint piano sound was like a shadow slanting horizontally, lightly like a dance, and waves of water spread out, gentle The rippling waves entered the hearts of everyone, and there seemed to be a subtle fragrance floating in the whirling tune.

Xie Yu couldn't help but think of an ancient poem: sparse shadows and slanting waters are clear and shallow, and the fragrance is floating in the moonlight.

Everyone was immersed in the ethereal sound of the piano, and gradually could not notice the passage of time.

Even Han Xiuming, whose eyes are always higher than the top, can't help but stretch his brows, carefully comprehending the beauty of the sound of the piano.

just.

After all, he is the master of the mind, and the tricks Xie Yu and Su Qingqian use are naturally not hidden from him, even if the zhenqi attached to the piano sound is extremely weak and hidden, the effect that affects the mind of others is the biggest flaw for him.

"My Yin God was wounded and I can't see Qin Ruomeng's cultivation base, but this technique...is Tianyin Sect?"

"No... there is a vast and pure masculinity in this true energy. It can't be Tianyin Sect, but it's like a bald donkey in Juehai Temple..."

"And this Worry-Free King is also a little weird..."

Han Xiuming didn't pay attention to Xie Yu, but the two girls sitting next to Xie Yu were extraordinary.

Looking past, his Yin God actually faintly sent a kind of intuition that "this son is terrifying".

Although certainly not better than him.

Han Xiuming suddenly shook his whole body, and the Yinshen, like a candle in the wind, suddenly heard an extreme, unquenchable desire to eat, like a person who has been hungry for a few days seeing a delicacy.

Mingming's intuition told him that if he could swallow that thing, his Yinshen injury, no, to be precise, the source of Yinshen's lack would be compensated.

What is it?

He looked over with flushed eyes, his vision seemed to penetrate the barriers of the crowds, and he saw the girl named Hua Yidie sitting next to Wuyou Wang before.

Chapter Ninety One

Time to return after Xie Yu left his seat.

"Senior Sister, let's change the place too, it's so uncomfortable to sit here!" Hua Yidie persuaded with her arms around Tang Muxue.

Tang Muxue looked around. At this moment, all the guests on the second floor swarmed towards the courtyard downstairs. It was not a problem for them to sit here alone.

"Let's go...but pay attention to etiquette..." Tang Muxue nodded, with a sense of calmness as a wife.

Earlier, she had faintly noticed that the relationship between Junior Sister and Xie Yu was gradually changing, but in the past few days, the two of them hardly covered up in front of her, and physical contact was extremely natural.

Sometimes, Xie Yu kissed her, and her skillful movements made her feel that she had been trained by her junior sister.

If you change someone else, I am afraid it will be difficult to accept that her younger sister and her husband have hooked up together, but Tang Muxue is a very traditional and conservative woman. Although she is dissatisfied with her husband's behavior, she will not take the initiative to ask questions.

Moreover, she has always petted the younger sister, and has always worried that the younger sister will not have a good destination, and at this time she can only accept the facts.

Okay, this was because Xie Yu had promised to make her his wife, so Tang Muxue didn't panic at all, she even thought about it and formed a strategic alliance with her junior and sister in the future, lest Xie Yu be taken away by other women.

Such as Qin Ruomeng.

Qin Ruomeng is very famous, even in Beijing, there are fans, and his piano skill is already well-known throughout the country.