"Why are you still in front of the computer?" When Si Limo entered, he leaned on the edge of the chair and enveloped her entirely in his arms from behind, "Rest early, we still have a flight to catch tomorrow."
He looked at her profile and couldn't resist leaning forward to kiss her on the cheek.
Xiaren felt a tickle and pushed him slightly: "Have my aunt and them left?"
"Yes, they just left." Si Limo suddenly smiled, "It seems like a very long time since you last played the piano, do you want to play tonight?"
"I don't really like playing the piano." Xiaren remembered the training from her past life and felt a dislike for it. She never really enjoyed playing, mainly because of the endless practice from morning till night in her past life, which was almost unbearable.
"Then, come with me to the balcony—"
He elongated his tone and did not finish his sentence.
What's so interesting about the balcony? By saying this, he piqued her curiosity even more: "Okay."
