Lure from a wealthy family: The devil’s president can’t get enough

Mu Xingyao looked at An An's movements, and stroked his forehead helplessly. This kid's fighting ability is really strong, so don't ruin your good plan.

"Century creation, millet or sheep, brotherly tears flow outside the Garden of Eden

Exiled, forbidden power, Caine's blood extended in the land

In the moonlight, there is a faint fishy and sweet fragrance, who quietly awakened the sleeping tomb

……

Silver mask (prince's clothes), black pupils (knight clothes),

Covering the face can't block the eyes

I rode victoriously for God but faced

……

Rumors of war dead are hopeless, stabbing my pure bride

The blood of martyrdom moistens the soil, the fragrance of century-old roses

Did God give up on Vanjo, or did I betray my belief..."

The moment An'an's voice sounded along with the sound of the piano, Mu Xingyao was shocked. The immature voice interpreting such a calm and even sad piece of music has a strange power, which makes people unable to think and can only listen carefully. Even Can't tell the slightest thought.

Looking at An An's quiet little face, and her quiet eyes that do not match her age, Mu Xingyao finally realized that her own An An was really different. This child's inner world might be more mature than her own.

Yang Qian originally thought that An An wanted to stimulate these people, but when he heard An An sing this song, he knew that An An was like a beast king, circled his territory, and even had a provocative meaning, as if telling Everyone can only look at the beauty of Mommy, and you will die if you touch it.

This feeling is exactly what An An meant. She felt that Mummy must be hiding something from her because of her special dressing today, and Mummy has been paying attention to these people since she came in, as if she was looking for someone.

After being on the boat for so long, only last night Mommy called and asked them to lock the door. An An's intuition was that some of these people must have evil intentions.

Her heart was stung by this feeling of being missed, because she was fed up with feeling like a lamb, so now she is also looking for this person, at least this person will definitely behave differently from others.

Everyone looked at An An, even a little pious.

An An was not moved by these, but was looking for the absent-minded person.

Mu Xingyao was attracted by An An, and slowly raised the glass in her hand, with a sad breath on her body, she took a sip of the red wine lightly.

I haven't paid attention to this piece of music before, but after listening to it today, I realized that it matches my state of mind so much, at least it has matched it before, and this feeling is a bit heavy.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, he lowered his head slightly and pressed against the rim of the wine glass.

Xiao Si, who had been paying attention to Mu Xingyao all the time, was disturbed by this action, and stood up unconsciously...

Clap clap....

There was applause, An An turned his head in an instant, and saw Cui Yong who had just entered the door.

Cui Yong was originally on the night shift, so he didn't come over at first, but when he heard the sound of the piano, he woke up, followed by a mellow, full, slightly immature but sonorous female voice singing, which made him unable to fall asleep again up.

He knew that it was An An, the little girl carved in pink and jade. He didn't expect to master this song so well, which made him a little ecstatic.

Once, he was a top student in the Conservatory of Music, but he was born in the countryside and didn't have that much money to pursue his so-called dream. Before he graduated from university, his father died of illness. In order to support the family, he saw by chance Han Feng recruited sailors, and the salary was good, so he secretly left the school and boarded the ship, and eight years passed in a flash.

In the past eight years, he never dared to think about his dream, but he was aroused by a piece of music, a song, so he came here impatiently.

When An An looked at Cui Yong, Mu Xingyao also looked over.

He was a man in his thirties, his skin was not as dark as the other crew members, his nose was straight, and his angular face showed an unconcealable excitement.

Mu Xingyao's heart skipped a beat, could it be him?

However, I felt that something was wrong. This man could be seen as a righteous man at a glance. How could he be the one who sneaked into his room?

Cui Yong came in and walked directly next to An An, with joy and excitement in his eyes, and sat in the empty seat, watching An An and Yang Gan's performance.

An An's heart was pounding, is this man going to eat himself?This look is really scary, and the heat makes her back feel the cold wind whizzing.

There are still a few lines to finish singing, An An tried hard to calm down her mood, and finished singing the rest.

After the last word and the last note, the music and singing stopped so abruptly that everyone couldn't recover, but felt lost.

"Good song, good singing voice." Cui Yong was the first to applaud again.

The following people found that it was over, and there was applause immediately. An An got off the stool with a smile and saluted them.

Yang Gan came over and took An An's hand to leave.

"Little girl, can you sing another song?" Cui Yong couldn't hold back.

An An stopped, looked back at Cui Yong with a bright smile, and asked crisply: "Do you understand?"

"Of course, this is about Croatia after the trauma of war, from the album "Thepianoplayer" 2003 track number 12, Maxim's masterpiece, the lyricist is 'Zhong Hong' based on the myth of Vatican, written by the female singer "Diva Magic" "Ye" was sung, am I right?" Cui Yong stood up and walked towards An An.

Mu Xingyao was shocked, and hurriedly got up to go downstairs.

At this moment, Xiao Si walked to the front of the private room with a plate of fruit, and looked at Mu Xingyao with a smile: "Mrs. Jun, your fruit."

"Okay, let's put it on the table." Mu Xingyao didn't even glance at him, and was about to go downstairs when he missed him, and suddenly felt something was wrong. This feeling made Mu Xingyao very upset, and she looked back, which made Mu Xingyao almost scream, because what she saw that night was this figure from the back!

Xiao Si put the fruit on the table, looked at Mu Xingyao's wine glass, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, quickly sprinkled a bag of white flour noodles into it, and shook the wine glass without showing any trace.

Mu Xingyao had a panoramic view of this scene, narrowed her eyes slightly, turned around and walked down the stairs lightly.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to know so much. It's amazing." An An said, reaching out her little hand very gracefully.

Cui Yong smiled, reached out and held An An's little hand.

When the big rough hand touched An An's small hand, An An couldn't help but sigh, because although his hand was rough, his fingers were long and slender, which was very suitable for playing the piano.

"It's a pity that your hand is ruined." An An said.

"Little girl, you..." Cui Yong's compliment was cut off before he could say it.

"An An, talking nonsense again." Mu Xingyao walked over, pulled An An to her side, and looked at Cui Yong: "I'm sorry, children are ignorant, I'm laughing at you."

When Cui Yong saw Mu Xingyao, he was stunned...