The girl was in a trance, her heart skipped a beat, and her soul had left.

At this time, the melody played by Xiao Qian reached her ears. It was very strange, but full of charm. It seemed strange, yet very familiar. It made her scratch her head and just want to know more.

After all, he is a music prodigy. Li Qingjue only listened to it once and watched Xiao Qian's movements, and he learned it immediately.

"Let me try."

She grabbed the bawu and started playing again, already enjoying the music.

Xiao Qian just looked at her and started humming.

Hahahahahaha

Hahahahahaha

Beautiful view of West Lake in March

Spring rain is like wine and willows are like smoke

Destined to meet from thousands of miles away

It’s hard to hold hands with each other without fate

It took ten years to build the same boat to cross the river

A hundred years of practice have allowed us to sleep together

If it were a thousand years, there would be good fortune

The white heads are united in front of me...
Chapter completed!