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When eating, Yan Xue took the registration form and said to Li Yubing: "Don't you say that you want to sign up for a singing contest with me?"

Li Yubing: "...??"

"Don't pretend, you want to give me a violin. I heard it that day. Don't think that I don't remember anything when I drink too much." When she talked, she opened her hand, her slender fingers moved a little, carbon The pen was trapped between her **** and the ring finger, and the brush swiftly turned.

Li Yubing saw a glimpse of it.

Wu Xue: "So I fill you up?"

Li Yubing believes that she is implicitly expressing her pleading.

He recently pitted her, and she suffered a little bit of condemnation in her conscience. Now she has asked for him. He promised it without pretending: "Fill it."

Fill in the registration form and ask Li Yubing: "When are we going to practice?"

"What time do you want to sing after the meal?"

"I sang "Looking at the moon to climb up" that day, I feel pretty good."

"No."

"Hey, "confession balloon"?"

"No."

""Small dimples"?"

Li Yibing looked at her with a squint: "Why do you want to sing "Little Dimples"?"

Yan Xue feels that he is quite inexplicable. "I don't like it?"

"No."

The snow is silent for a while, "Li Yibing, you don't have one of these songs?"

"The genre is not suitable for the cello, you pick a lyric."

The snow swayed and waved. "I can see it. It turns out that your cello is not very good. OK, you will choose what you will, I will do it."

Li Yubing chose a "Long-awaited person."

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Yan Xue rented a music classroom over the school's family building, which is small in size and is on the second floor.

After lunch, Li Yubing came to the music classroom with the piano and the snow. When he went upstairs, he saw her squeezing her eyes.

"What are you nervous about?" he asked.

"Who is nervous? Don't say it."

"You squeeze your eyes when you are nervous, from an early age." He unrelentingly revealed her old age.

Yan Xue turned his eyes to him: "Well, I have to share a room with the school male god. Can I be nervous?"

"It's me who is nervous, I have to live with the rogue."

Snow does not bother him, he opened the door with the key: "Please, please."

Li Yubing does not play the piano for a while, the dormitory is not soundproof, and the college students have a lot of work, and some people may be sleeping at any time.

So no matter when he pulls, he will disturb the people.

Now he has to practice the song and find the hand.

As for how to cooperate with the snow - he does not think they can cooperate. He asked himself, his level is limited, and he is not able to pull back the same way as the 18th bend of the snowy mountain road. Even if she is not biased, even if he is willpower, he will be tenacious.

When Li Yubing practiced the piano, Yan Xue sat under the window to look at him, crossed his legs, like an old lady in the Northeast.

He looks so good, black and handsome eyebrows, Ying Ting's nose, q full of lip shape, natural and healthy lip color, a bit like cherry blossoms.

His eyes are low and his eyes are quiet. The music lingers from the fingertips and strings, the tone is low, thick, restrained, and the tune is soothing and melodious, reminding people of the lonely night of autumn and the cold moonlight.

Yu Xue held his chin and was fascinated. Li Wenbing looked up inadvertently and gave her a look. She held her chin and showed him a smirk.

Li Yibing thought, fool.

Then unconsciously took the corner of his mouth.

After he finished a song, Yan Xue waved at him, "Li Wenbing, come over."

Li Yubing is inexplicable: "What?"

"Come here." Yan Xue looked mysteriously and continued to wave.

Li Yubing put down the piano and walked over. The snow patted the position around him and "sit down."

He is sitting next to her.

The two sat on the ground like this, facing away from the sun. Li Yubing looked at the near shadows of the two on the ground. He was very patient and asked: "What do you want to do?"

"Close your eyes and show you something."

He closed his eyes in words.

A few rounds of groping around, I heard that Li Wenbing felt that her wrist was caught by her, her eyes could not be seen, and the touch became more sensitive. Her slender fingers clasped his wrists, and the palms of her hands clung tightly. His skin.

Her palm was a little hot, which made Li Yubing not used to it, and took a little reflexively, but did not resist.

Until he felt a little cold and hard stuff on his hand. 2k novel reading network