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Chapter 120 Extra Story Past (11)

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    The subway is going very far away.

    The horizon was slowly pulled far away, and the scenery outside the glass window was also blurred and messy due to the excessive speed.

    The sun is slightly warm.

    At this time, the heating provided in the compartment is still sufficient.

    A warm feeling spreads from the fingertips.

    The precipitous spring cold that was tainted when I was in the waiting hall also slowly faded away.

    "Where are we going?"

    Gu Ning gently brushed across the glass window with her fingertips.

    Due to the relatively close breathing, a thin layer of mist was covered on the glass window.

    When the finger touches it, it melts into a clear water mark.

    The fresh green field of vision hits the eyes in large swaths.

    "Go to the suburbs of city m."

    At this moment, Bai Muya was listening to music with half of earphones on.

    Looking at the slightly bright screen of the phone.

    "There are rivers in the suburbs outside the city of m, and the environment is beautiful. It was the place where the nobles' private houses were concentrated in the early years."

    She pursed her lips and continued.

    Then he reached out and rubbed the top of the girl's hair.

    The slightly smooth texture melts into the hands.

    It seems that there is still a slight temperature.

    "You haven't seen those, have you? You will probably be very happy to see them."

    "I will take you to watch it slowly in the future."

    She spoke in a slow tone.

    When asking questions, people will not feel uncomfortable talking to Gu Yan.

    Perhaps it was because Bai Muya didn't have much interest in word games.

    Maybe it's also because of Gu Ning's more straightforward thinking.

    All in all, neither of them felt any other feelings.

    Neither are they talkative people.

    Gu Ning shook her foot, then withdrew her fingers and said "um"¡ª¡ª

    The summer is long.

    Gu Ning paused with her fingertips, and finally put down the pen in her hand.

    The maid brought up her traditional Chinese medicine.

    It is served in a white porcelain bowl without any decoration.

    The color of the boiled Chinese medicine is a dark brown that cannot be seen to the bottom.

    It's like a deep pool slowly sinking down bit by bit in memory.

    "Don't write the score after drinking the medicine."

    Bai Muya auditioned the piano with downcast eyes.

    This time is Gu Ning's piano lesson time.

    Bai Muya has a grade 8 piano certificate and serves as her private piano teacher.

    Gu Ning didn't speak, she pinched her nose and drank a bowl full of traditional Chinese medicine in silence.

    Then he refused the candied fruit that the maid brought up in due course.

    "I see."

    She said softly, and then thought for a while, "Does it make sense?"

    Bai Muya's fingertips paused.

    Then his eyes fell on her.

    Compared with the sick baby who was as pale as paper a few months ago, Gu Ning is much more alive at this time.

    It's like a plain willow that starts to sprout new green branches in spring.

    "Why do you think so?"

    Gu Ning didn't speak.

    At this time, the maid stood respectfully by the side, and did not make a sound to disturb the conversation between the masters.

    Gu Ning was turning the white porcelain bowl, which was slightly warmed by Wen Yang.

    Then put it down gently.

    "I just don't think it's necessary."

    Gu Ning lost interest, so she handed the bowl to the maid.

    "Didn't you treat me as a captive prey?"

    Gu Ning felt a little careless, "The prey in fairy tales will be eaten by the big bad wolf in the end, and then the little lamb and its partners will live a happy life."

    "For a captive prey, it is provided with food and clothing, and an internationally renowned designer is hired to design clothes, which does not seem like a hunter's style."

    Bai Muya's fingertips paused.

    Then he stepped on platform shoes and walked to her side.

    It seems that he lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

    I don't know if what I'm looking at is a sheet music.

    It was still Gu Ning's already long black hair.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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