บท 133: He's Warmer Than The Sun

Fang Yusheng held his violin and did not turn around.

When he heard Qiao Jiusheng's footsteps, he said, "Ah Sheng, come to me." Then, he patted the piano under him with his right hand.

Having just woken up, Qiao Jiusheng was still in her pajamas.

She walked over in her cotton slippers and sat beside Fang Yusheng. She touched the piano and asked, "What are you doing?"

Fang Yusheng lowered his head. Qiao Jiusheng could see his handsome and noble face when she looked up.

At this moment, a faint smile hung on his face, and he looked very beautiful.

Fang Yusheng asked her, "Do you know how to play the piano?"