The Villain Acts Recklessly [Fast Wear]

What Yan Qin didn't understand was that the fire in his heart was fueled by others, so he made a sharp turn ahead and ran towards another place.

The young man asked innocently, "Where is this going?"

Yan Qin endured the slight bulge of veins on his forehead, and his voice seemed to come out of his back molars: "I have a villa with a garage."

Lin Suixiao's body trembled, it was so interesting, it was so interesting to tease Yan Qin.

Seeing him smiling happily, Yan Qin took a deep breath.

How happy he would laugh this time, how hard he must make him cry in a while.

In the garage, there was the sound of talking.

"The car is still on."

"Open, no air-conditioning, I'm afraid you'll be hot."

240 Amateur Singer x Ace Composer

The circulating air supply system in the garage was running, making a soft sound in the late night.

The door of the garage fell, blocking the evening wind and the setting sun, creating an artificial night.

The cramped environment is not a cage, the young man grips the back of his hand sitting on the chair and the veins bulge slightly, the black rope with red beads on his wrist shines in the dim tone.

The cold air continued to flow, blowing directly on the young man's waist, making him frown.

"cold."

Yan Qin put his hand on Lin Sui's waist: "It won't be cold soon."

He didn't go to adjust the air conditioner on the main console next to the driver's seat, and he couldn't even give the slightest attention to other things.

Yan Qin's hands were very hot, and the close fit of his palms to his waistline kept the coolness away.

Drops of water dripped on the black leather seat, and the young man was like a cold and warm wet siren, bound and entwined.

Yan Qin couldn't think about it, he didn't care at all whether there was any use and covetousness of his ability behind this temptation.

If you like his things, don't you just like him?

He didn't want to get dizzy either, but Lin Sui said he only wanted to sing his song.

The bent waist is like a crescent moon, flowing cool white with a clear hue.

The vehicle vibrated faintly because the engine was not turned off, like the turbulence caused by butterflies.

The youth's dark blue blouse was pushed upwards, and his chest rose and fell with his breath.

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone seemed particularly disturbing.

Yan Qin knew that it wasn't his phone's ringtone, so he looked at the phone that had fallen under the driver's seat.

Lin Sui's cell phone was in his trouser pocket, but now it's on the steering wheel, the cell phone probably fell out of it.

Lin Sui was also a little annoying, but he was too lazy to pick it up. No matter what kind of thing it is, it is not as important as Yan Qin now, even in the original cultivation world, not to mention this small world for nourishing Yan Qin's soul.

Lin Sui held the composer's face in his hands and made him turn to look at him.

"Teacher Sui'an, you must concentrate on doing things."

Lin Sui didn't care about the phone call, so Yan Qin stopped looking at him.

He stroked the blue butterfly with his fingers, and said hoarsely, "Yan Qin, this is my name."

Compared to being called that by Lin Sui, Yan Qin suddenly wanted him to call him by his real name.

If Yan Qin didn't take the initiative to inform, Lin Sui would definitely ask.

When he was in a trance before, he had to hide his thoughts and avoid revealing information by saying his lover's name, which was really laborious.

When the young man opened and closed his lips and read his name with great interest, the surging heat of summer seemed to burst from Yan Qin's back and swept across his whole body.

The ringing of the bell, like a background ringtone that no one cares about, fell silent after a while.

Because the interior of the car was a little dull, Lin Sui reached out and pressed the button to open the window.

His knees were reddish from the grinding, Lin Sui's hands rested on the edge of the car window, his brows and eyes were tired.

There is an elevator from the garage to the second floor, Yan Qin got off the car with Lin Sui in his arms.

The house of the composer, who has always been lonely, is decorated in cool tones. No matter which house he is in, there are many musical instruments inside, so that he can pick up the instruments and create melodies at will when he is on a whim.

The most conspicuous of them is undoubtedly the piano placed in the corner of the living room, with a thick, low-key and luxurious body, shining softly in the moonlight shining in.

Visitors who stepped here for the first time asked: "Can I try it?"

Yan Qin was startled slightly, subconsciously nodded.

Lin Sui stepped on the cold floor and walked towards the piano that was shrouded in the moonlight and looked very expensive.

As the young man walks, the frost and snow are like threads, more eye-catching than the milky white keys.

Before Lin Sui played, he pressed the accent on Yan Qin's heart.

The romance of music lies in the fact that it can arouse people's emotional resonance through sound, and Yan Qin feels more and more familiar with the melody between the high and low pitches.

This is the piano version of the second half of "Blue" he wrote to Lin Sui. His original song is based on violin strings, but after changing it to the piano version, it is a bit softer and thicker.

When you get lost in the deep sea and see a beautiful mermaid, it means danger is coming, but the sailor who has already been tempted no longer cares about life, and is willing to sacrifice his soul, just to smile for the bo hunter, even if he is swallowed alive, the soul will have the last joy.

The noisy and chaotic sound was a bit harsh, Lin Sui was pressed on the piano, and he gave up regretfully: "I haven't finished playing the last bar."

"I'll play for you."

Yan Qin bit his round shoulder and said softly, but his fingers didn't turn to the bass range, but landed on Lin Sui's waist and abdomen, ending the last section satisfactorily.

The traces of the piano left red marks on his back, Lin Sui murmured: "Go down!"

This time I will not try the piano again. "