43 Chapter 43

◎Thrilling◎

Chen Jing'an's throat felt like a ball of fire had been swallowed, and her internal organs were burning. She looked at him with half-open eyes and her voice was small.

"I can help you."

She had already done so once.

The first time I was very unfamiliar, I couldn't help but run away at the first sight, not daring to look or touch.

It's been two months since that time.

Chen Jing'an couldn't help biting her lip. This scene still embarrassed her and she couldn't adapt. In her peripheral vision, Shen Lie was half lying on the bed, with deep eyes and cold and deep features.

As if he were a blasphemed god.

It was she who was obsessed with desire and wanted to pull him down from the altar.

Chen Jing'an suddenly felt that it was unfair. He was clearly the one who wanted to do bad things. How come he had picked it so cleanly and innocently now?

She wanted to tear off this mask.

If you really want to learn something, it doesn't seem to be as difficult as you think. She has had a strong desire to explore the fields that interest her since she was a child.

What kind of force is appropriate, when to be fast, when to be slow, tighten when necessary, and then let go... everything is traceable. She got feedback from his subtle expressions, understood it, and looked at Shen Lie's cold and abstinent expression. His expression fell apart bit by bit.

He raised his head, his protruding Adam's apple rolled frequently, and his neck became tense.

At that moment, the initiative seemed to be handed to Chen Jing'an.

And this was handed over by Shen Lie himself.

He showed his weakness to her without any defense. She learned quickly, gained the upper hand, and acted unscrupulously. She experienced pleasure like never before.

This time, it was obviously much faster than the last time.

Chen Jing'an was quite stunned, then pursed her lips and raised a very light and restrained smile. She regarded this as positive feedback after learning.

Shen Lie caught her smile.

There was something playful and cunning in that smile.

Empty and extremely longing, he grabbed Chen Jing'an's hand, pulled her into his arms, clamped her chin and kissed him.

"Very proud?" The voice was hoarse.

Chen Jing'an boldly looked him in the eye: "Don't like it?"

without answering his question directly.

Shen Lie smiled, turned over, reversed their positions, sucked her lips, and answered her questions with practical actions.

Chen Jing'an suddenly opened her eyes wide.

"Shen Lie!"

A low chuckle sounded in his ears: "Let you be proud for a while longer."

"..."

I have never been so tired from practicing pipa before.

-

After a hard night, plus catching a flight during the day, traveling long distances to school, cleaning the dormitory and packing luggage, almost all the energy was exhausted. When Shen Lie woke up in the morning, she felt that she turned over and fell asleep after opening a slit in her eye and taking a quick look.

Shen Lie came out after washing up and put on his shirt. The person on the bed turned his back to him and spread out his slender limbs. He was still sleeping with his head buried. His side face was peaceful and his long eyelashes were curled up.

He suddenly wanted to wake her up.

I thought so and did it.

Chen Jing'an opened her eyes, her eyes were sleepy, her eyebrows were slightly knitted, and she looked at Shen Lie innocently and blankly. What she was waiting for was the ridiculous reason for wearing a tie. She was inevitably a little angry and refused to cooperate, but he picked her up and held her in the palm of his hand. Holding her waist, Chen Jing'an's head was dizzy, his arms had no strength, and he was holding his tie limply.

As the tie went around her neck, she remembered that she didn't know how to do it.

It didn't matter if she didn't know how. Shen Lie taught her step by step, holding her hand, threading the tie through, and barely tying it into a Windsor knot.

A bit ugly.

Can not bear to look.

Chen Jing'an couldn't help but laugh, as if he had no temper.

Shen Lie also smiled and calmed down a bit to feel better. He kissed her lips and asked her to sleep for a while.

"You're so annoying."

Chen Jing'an was so sleepy that she could barely open her eyes. She couldn't understand Shen Lie's behavior of waking her up just to tie a tie.

Because I was disturbed midway, I slept longer until my cell phone rang.

The call was from Ruan Ling. Hearing her muffled voice, he instantly knew that she was still sleeping. It was almost twelve o'clock. What did it mean that she was still sleeping?

"What, is it too intense?"

"What?" Chen Jing'an pulled up the quilt and hugged her, closed her eyes and tucked her hair behind her ears.

Ruan Ling's imagination was bursting: "It's true that a little separation is better than a new love. You guys are being fierce, but it's normal. Mr. Shen is the kind of person who looks very cool!"

"..." Chen Jing'an reacted, Such a topic is enough to wake her up.

"I originally wanted to ask you if you would come back today, but now it seems that it is difficult for you to get out of bed." Ruan Ling pursed her lips and suppressed a bit of a smile.

Chen Jing'an scratched her hair and looked at the time before noticing that it was raining outside. She fell back into the quilt, her body sluggish, as if it had been reorganized: "It's raining. I shouldn't go back to school today."

She planned to be there . Practice piano here.

"Yeah, yeah, I understand." Ruan Ling said meaningfully.

Chen Jing'an had a headache: "It's really because of the rain."

"I understand."

The description became darker and darker, and Chen Jing'an simply refused to explain.

The two chatted for a while, talking about this competition. It was grander than in previous years, and the number of participants far exceeded previous years. There were also several people who were as famous as Chen Jing'an, one of whom was also called a genius girl, and she was very young. One year younger than Chen Jing'an.

Ruan Ling yawned: "But I believe you. With your level, the championship will definitely be yours."

Chen Jing'an was not so confident, so he hung up the phone, washed up and went downstairs. He wanted to go to the kitchen to find some. She knew how to cook some noodles. Before she reached the island, the doorbell rang. She opened the door and someone brought her lunch.

"Ms. Chen, this is what Mr. Shen ordered."

"Thank you."

The other party held an umbrella and protected it carefully so that it didn't get wet.

Chen Jing'an opened the food box and found a portion of rice and three dishes. The taste was light and suited her taste. She took a photo and sent it to Shen Lie.

After a while, Shen Lie replied: "Eat more."

Chen Jing'an said yes.

After lunch, Chen Jing'an was practicing piano upstairs. She opened the window of the piano room. The sound of raindrops mixed with the sound of pipa, which gave it a different flavor.

Chen Jing'an heard the sound of an engine downstairs.

He stopped and stood up and walked over, leaning against the door. A black Bentley parked in the rain. Shen Lie got out of the car holding a black umbrella. The brim of the umbrella covered his face. His suit was straight and his figure was tall.

For no reason, I just watched it for a while.

Probably aware of sight.

The edge of the umbrella was raised upwards, and his eyes were caught off guard and faced each other.

Chen Jing'an didn't have time to hide, so she could only lower her head and stare at her toes. It was just an instinctive reaction.

The car drives away.

Looking up again, Shen Lie was still there. The two people's eyes met through the rain curtain, and his arc seemed to be absent.

There is a slight throbbing.

-

Very early on, the senior sisters and brothers in the group asked to have a meal together. It was difficult to match the time. 70% to 80% of the people who could be present at the beginning of the school year were rare opportunities, so teacher Zhou Zhengqing organized a group to have a meal together.

Chen Jing'an followed the teacher there.

When meeting Zhou Zhengqing, he had to call him "teacher" in a polite manner.

Zhou Zhengqing smiled: "Why are you so serious? I don't eat people." Those who

were first taught by Zhou Zhengqing now have their own students. They often tell their students that they once had a strict teacher. Eat people, but beat them.

Moreover, the ruler hits the palm, which is old-fashioned and strict.

No matter how much time passes, the shadows of the past remain.

Chen Jing'an was beside Zhou Zhengqing, calling people one by one. She was the youngest and had to call everyone. Zhou Zhengqing turned around and smiled and asked her when she was going to call. Everyone laughed, the atmosphere relaxed instantly, and the group walked into the restaurant.

I put a lot of effort into choosing the restaurant, and my senior brother used his connections to make a reservation.

Chen Jing'an was followed by her senior sisters, who asked her about her future plans. After all, she was already a senior and was about to graduate, so she had many things to consider.

She didn't think much about it. She just wanted to play the pipa well from the beginning.

The chat was suddenly interrupted.

Meeting a group of people in front, someone recognized Zhou Zhengqing, greeted him with a smile, and respectfully addressed Zhou Zhengqing as an old artist.

Finally, his eyes fell behind Zhou Zhengqing, and he was quite surprised: "Are they all students?"

"Yeah."

Zhou Zhengqing behaved very coldly.

The other party's round face was tugged at his lips, and he said that it was rare for someone to be willing to learn. Before he finished speaking, another person came. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his hand and called Mr. Shen.

There are many people with the surname Shen, and there are also many people who are called Mr. Shen.

She still looked over subconsciously.

The person coming was indeed Shen Lie.

Just like the first time they met, he was surrounded by crowds of people wherever he went. His expression was cold, and his dark gaze swept across her. After a pause, Chen Jing'an looked panicked. She turned away first. In her peripheral vision, Shen Lie walked past her. Walking by, my legs are long and straight.

The man also came up to greet him, his words were respectful and humble, and he chattered endlessly.

"Mr. Zhou."

Shen Lie not only didn't say anything to the other party, he didn't even give him a glance and just started talking to Zhou Zhengqing.

Zhou Zhengqing's expression softened and he said a few more words.

The person who was left aside was a little surprised. He didn't know that Shen Lie knew Zhou Zhengqing. His eyes swept over the students behind Zhou Zhengqing, thoughtfully.

"Well, I won't disturb your gathering with the students." Shen Lie said.

The conversation ended, and the waiter motioned to continue forward and took them to the private room. He smiled indifferently with a fat round face, walked to Shen Lie, and greeted them into the private room.

The two people passed each other.

At the dinner, everyone had not seen each other for a long time, and the conversation was lively. Zhou Zhengqing was very happy. He was already old, so he only met once and for all, and he cherished it as a student.

The senior brothers were still toasting to the teacher, while Zhou Zhengqing was offering tea instead of wine.

Chen Jing'an and several senior sisters went out to use the restroom, but when they washed their hands and returned to the private room, they were stopped by someone. Then the chubby-faced man came over, with a smile on his face, and invited them to go to the private room to show his face.

It didn't mean anything else. He had used all kinds of tricks these days. Shen Lie was always lacking in interest. He racked his brains and tried to do what he wanted.

He didn't know that Shen Lie was interested in folk music.

"I have admired Master Zhou for a long time, and I also know that with my worth, it is impossible to hire him. I would like to invite a few of you to play a song, so that we common people can also be infected with art. The price is whatever you want, and I will have the pipa prepared. Okay."

This suggestion sounds ridiculous.

The senior sisters refused quite politely. They had been out for a while and were much smoother in dealing with them. They knew that the other party did have some capital and it was hard to offend him openly.

Even if you can't offend him, it's even harder to say what's going on inside.

The oldest senior sister stood up and said, "How about I go? There are a few people inside who are familiar to me. I'll go in and say hello. You ask my junior sisters to go back first."

"It's not impossible."

"I'll go." Chen Jing'an was protected by her senior students and suddenly spoke.

The chubby-faced man's eyes wandered over her face, and when he saw her cold and cold features, he felt a little moved: "Okay, one piece?"

"Okay."

The senior asked the others to go back to the private room first, without telling Zhou Zhengqing. , so as not to ruin the atmosphere. If they haven't come out for a few minutes, they can do whatever they want.

She held Chen Jing'an's hand and whispered not to be afraid.

Chen Jing'an is actually not afraid, she is just a little nervous. Her motives for doing this are not pure. Shen Lie will guess it, but she doesn't know if he will let her get her wish.

—The

door to the private room was pushed open.

The fat, round-faced man went in first, followed by two others.

"I know Mr. Shen is very boring, and just eating and talking about business is boring. Why not listen to some music to cultivate your sentiments?"

Shen Lie raised his eyes and saw the last person, holding a pipa, with a slender figure and a pair of watery eyes looking over.

"We are laymen who don't know what Mr. Shen wants to hear." He asked with a round face.

Shen Lie looked at him, his eyes deep and dark.

After a moment, Shen Lie pulled his lips and said, "What does Mr. Song like to listen to?"

"I haven't heard of this. I'm just a layman. I usually like to sing some songs. What kind of hard work will win... I won't say more, let's Mr. Shen is laughing at me." Mr. Song spoke in Cantonese.

"That's it."

"Ah?" The fat round face made a surprised expression, turned around and asked, "Can you play it?"

"..."

Shen Lie leaned back, pulled his lips and smiled softly: "Look at them What are you doing?"

"I'm singing?" The fat man looked surprised.