Wood, don't mess with me!

Zhong Libi barely suppressed the strange feeling in his body, and wanted to concentrate on listening to the music and looking for people, but it didn't take long for him to be surprised to find that his internal strength could not control the waves in his heart.

Gently closing his eyes, Huaiyu's movement of plucking the strings is already proficient and smooth. He likes to play the piano with his eyes closed, as if in this way he can ignore the troubles of the world.

Huaiyu doesn't want to become a fairy, he just doesn't want to think about his future, knowing that in this filthy place, he can't escape the fate of being played by others, but he still keeps running away.

At this moment, Zhong Libi was still in the mood to listen to the music, his gaze followed Huaiyu's knuckle-jointed fingers.

Every time Huaiyu's piano tune was raised by one minute, Zhong Libi felt the heat on his body rise by one minute, and Zhong Libi's face became redder as the piano tune got higher and higher.

Huaiyu was addicted to playing the qin, so he couldn't notice the ardor in Zhonglibi's eyes. When his heart was full of sadness and blended into the qin, the magnificent "Guangling San" was abruptly played by Huaiyu with a taste of love for children.

The bewitching sound of the piano reached Zhonglibi's ears, and his eyes became complicated when he looked at the man who was as clean as an exiled fairy descended to earth.

There were three points of contempt and six points of lust in those eyes, and there was one minute that Libi couldn't tell what it was. He only knew that his stomach and chest were burning with raging fire, his indescribable anger, this kind of being deceived The feeling of being angry and disgusted him more than the naughtiness of his brothers.

What comes out of the mud without stains, what is indifferent and peaceful are all fucking illusions, she is just a bitch who only knows how to use despicable methods to drug people.

"My lord, Huaiyu's piano is over!" When Huaiyu opened his eyes again, tears were already shining in his beautiful eyes like black gemstones, making people unable to move his eyes away.

Seeing this, Zhong Libi stood up and approached Huaiyu step by step, breathing more and more heavily, he felt that his underwear had been propped up like a tent.

Hearing Zhong Libi's panting, and seeing the abnormal flush on his face, Huaiyu immediately understood what was going on. This is a common method used to deal with young men who broke the rules in brothels.

Huaiyu groaned inwardly, picked up his beloved Guqin and hurried to the door. When he thought he could escape, he found that no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't push the door open.

"Run! Why don't you run away?" Zhong Libi looked at Huaiyu coldly, thinking in disgust that this man must be very proud if there is no veil to cover his expression!

After Huaiyu secretly cursed "Damn it", she gritted her teeth and slammed into the wooden door with the piano.