Shen Anan put down the cup and got up and glanced upstairs, "Can I go upstairs to see my piano?"

"Yes!" Cheng Yaoyang agreed without hesitation, but the pitch was higher.

Shen An'an turned his back to Cheng Yaoyang with irony, is this sending a letter to Gu Wanrou?

Slowly walking up the stairs, Shen An'an appeared nervous and happy.

Cheng Yaoyang walked in the back with an impatient look. This Shen An'an clearly cannot play the piano. He has to make such a request, and it is the only requirement for the marriage room, that is, a piano, vassal and elegant? Do you still want to cover up your worthlessness?

"Just now I heard the sound of a piano outside the door. Are you playing the piano?" Shen Anan stroked the piano body and couldn't put it down.

Cheng Yaoyang replied, "Yes!"

Oh, it was Gu Wanrou's play!

"It's nice, will I play it every day after that?" Shen An'an sat on the piano stool, still asking Cheng Yaoyang his back to his back.

"……meeting!"

Shen Anan smiled sarcastically, his slender hand on the piano, and pressed a few notes, which seemed awkward.

When he got up, Shen An'an's feet were unstable, just stuck on the pedal of the piano, his body weight leaned back, and his posture was rather embarrassed.

Cheng Yaoyang picked her up subconsciously, and Shen Anan secretly grabbed the tulle for piano decoration, and the vase above fell over at once, neither of them was spared and wet.

Shen An'an whispered, struggling to get up, wanting to help, "Yaoyang, I'm sorry, I'll help you wipe it!"

"No need!" Cheng Yaoyang said coldly without temperature.

"Your shirts are wet, I'm sorry, I still help you..." Shen Anan was so humble in front of him in his life, and now he really feels stupid.

"I said no!" Cheng Yaoyang's tone was not good, and Shen Anan's face was embarrassed before his tone slowed down, "I will find you a dress."

Shen Anan quickly waved his hand, "No, no, I will deal with it myself!"

Having finished speaking, afraid of causing trouble to Cheng Yaoyang, he ran into the bathroom.

Cheng Yaoyang loosened his tie and gritted his teeth in disgust, this Shen Anan was really annoying!

Shen An'an was standing in front of the sink, the shower curtain behind him was hanging, and a pink skirt was exposed at the corner of the bathtub.

Turn on the hair dryer at will, the other hand is not idle, fill the brushing cup with hot water, put the soap inside...

"Are you all right?" asked outside the bathroom.

Shen Anan squatted on the ground, smiling strangely on her delicate cheeks.

While stirring the hot water in the brushing tank, she replied in a soft waxy voice, "Yaoyang, not good, wait."

Cheng Yaoyang heard this coquettish voice, but felt sick.

After a while, Cheng Yaoyang endured restlessness and impatience. "Not good?"

Shen Anan dumped the soapy water silently on the precious imported tiles, "I'll be fine soon, Yaoyang, wait for me." The tone was lazy.

Make sure that the tiles are covered with soapy water, Shen Anan poked with slender fingers.

Very slippery, very good.

"Yaoyang, I can do it." Shen Anan came out with an "apology", "Yaoyang, why haven't you changed your clothes yet? I'll get the hair dryer, it will catch cold!" .

"No need!" Cheng Yaoyang first stopped.

Suddenly listening to the sound of a heavy object falling to the bathroom, Cheng Yaoyang's hand quickly covered Shen An'an's ear.

"... Yaoyang? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, maybe something has fallen."

Cheng Yaoyang's tall body blocked Shen An'an's sight, but he turned his head slightly and glanced behind him, almost startled.

Gu Wanrou would be in a state of embarrassment, with disheveled hair and a swollen half of his face, and he had not tried to get up after several attempts. Where is the noble and elegant on weekdays?

"Then why are you covering my ears?" Shen Anan earned a little.

Cheng Yaoyang smiled embarrassingly, his hand covering his ear fell on his shoulder, "I'm afraid to scare you."

"Yaoyang, you are so kind to me." Shen An'an lowered his eyes, his eyes full of evil.