MTL - Rebirth: Family Chaebol-Chapter 512 do me a favor

In April, the weather in Rongcheng has completely gotten rid of the cold. From time to time, the sun is shining brightly in the sky, and sometimes it is as sultry as summer. Therefore, Yuan Fangguo met Song Yiting and practiced the piano in the study at night. After wearing the long skirt, I couldn't help being a little stunned.

This dark green dress was worn on Song Yiting's body, revealing her excellent figure, bulging front and back, very beautiful, in a trance, Yuan Fangguo couldn't help but identify Song Yiting and his girlfriend, to be precise, they should be ex-girlfriends Lin Yumei compared them.

Lin Yumei's stature is not low, but her figure is slightly plump compared to the slender Song Yiting, while the current Song Yiting is completely a devil-like figure, an authentic clothes rack.

"Does it sound good?" Song Yiting did not notice Yuan Fangguo's slightly strange eyes.

Yuan Fangguo quickly retracted his gaze and nodded subconsciously, "Very good, it sounds very pleasant."

"But you always like to listen to this song, don't you have aesthetic fatigue? Don't need to change to a new song?" Song Yiting said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Yuan Fangguo smiled, "I don't know about other piano songs, but I think this song really makes me never get tired of listening to it. After listening to it, it gives people a feeling of quietly injecting power."

"It's so amazing?" Song Yiting covered her mouth and giggled.

"It's almost the same principle." Yuan Fangguo said solemnly.

"But you came over when I was about to finish playing, and I don't know how much you enjoyed it. Should I play it again for you?" Song Yiting said with her beautiful big eyes.

Yuan Fangguo nodded without hesitation, "Okay, I'll keep listening to you if you play it a few more times."

"No wonder the ancients said, 'There are always horses in a thousand miles, but Bole doesn't often have them.' Today, I understand it completely." Song Yiting covered her mouth again and giggled.

"You're a Maxima, yes, it's a little too high for me to say I'm Bole, I'm just a listener, you play fast, if you don't play again, the emotion in my mind about this piano piece will soon disappear. already."

"I thought you could store the reverberation of this song in your mind for three days without any change." Song Yiting started playing as she spoke.

Yuan Fangguo leaned against the door on the left side of his body, clasped his arms in his arms, closed his eyes slightly, and listened carefully to the song "I Love You, China".

His body posture remained in this state from beginning to end, and it wasn't until ten seconds after Song Yiting finished the song that he woke up from his meditation.

"Very good." He said with a serious face.

"You can't listen to nice songs every day, or you'll get aesthetic fatigue, so let's end today." Song Yiting said as she stood up from the square stool.

It just so happened that a breeze came from the window, and the breeze brought the elegant fragrance of Song Yiting into Yuan Fangguo's breath, causing him to breathe harder.

This smell was very fragrant and refreshing. In an instant, he didn't know what was going on. He couldn't help but once again associate the smell on Song Yiting's body with the smell on Lin Yumei's body.

Both of them are girls, but their scents are different.

Lin Yumei's fragrance belongs to the kind of budding fragrance, while Song Yiting's fragrance is a bit strong.

But these two flavors let him enjoy it very much.

He even remembered the time when he was with his ex-girlfriend in the past, when...

As soon as he thought of those pictures, his body began to change a little. Due to the presence of Song Yiting, he didn't wear much, so he quickly killed the thought in time.

"Rest early." Yuan Fangguo said a little embarrassedly.

Unexpectedly, Song Yiting said, "Fang Guo, I have something I want to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Yuan Fangguo asked involuntarily.

Yuan Fangguo's cheerfulness was in stark contrast to Song Yiting's squeamishness. After a while, she said, "Next week is my grandma's birthday, and I want you to accompany me to see her."

After He Yingjie was arrested, He Yingwei was also arrested. Over the years, He Yingwei has relied on He Yingjie's power to benefit himself, and it is precisely because of He Yingwei that He Yingjie was put into prison.

"My grandmother only has two children, my mother and my uncle. She doesn't know the news of their arrest. I want you to come with me and spend a birthday with the old man, okay?" Song Yiting's eyes started Tears appeared faintly.

"Okay, I'll accompany you, what time is next week?" Yuan Fangguo asked.

"Just next Saturday."

"Well, no problem, you can tell me later, I'm afraid I forgot."

"Thank you." Song Yiting tried her best to finish these words, and suddenly she felt like crying. In the past, when her mother was in power, grandma's birthdays were always lively and beautiful. Maybe she and Yuan Fangguo were the only ones who celebrated her grandmother's birthday.

He Yingwei's wife has filed for divorce because He Yingwei was arrested~www.novelbuddy.com~, so she naturally cannot appear.

"Why are you being polite to me, hurry up and rest." Yuan Fangguo said with a smile.

"Well..." Song Yiting replied gently.

Back in the room, Yuan Fangguo began to lose sleep. He was also a man with normal needs. In this season of recovery, even the small animals began to court, and he suddenly became single.

A bold thought suddenly appeared in Yuan Fangguo's mind. If she hugged Song Yiting, how would she react?

At the thought of this, even he was startled.

Although he didn't dare to feel how noble he was, this kind of thing between men and women made him always feel bad about it.

This night, Yuan Fangguo lost sleep because of the recovery of all things during the Spring Festival. The more he warned himself not to think about things, the more he couldn't do it. His mind was full of those gorgeous pictures, while the heroine was always Switch back and forth between Lin Yumei and Song Yiting.

He even longed that in the middle of the night, Song Yiting ran into his room screaming, and told him with lingering fear that there were cockroaches in the room.

But imagining is imagining after all. After being woken up by the pattering spring rain the next morning, he suddenly realized that he didn't have any storage capacity for such gorgeous images in his mind.

The pattering rain made his drowsy head instantly awake.