Zhan Yu''s solemn face finally showed a smile.


    He''s very excited.


    If you are an ordinary person, you may have to practice for a month!


    But Xia Xi only took a whole day to pull out the perfect note!


    As long as you can pull the right tone, the back can be faster, just "come and have a rest!"


    Zhan Yu patted the bedding on the ground and smiled softly.


    Xia Xi wiped her sweat, put down her violin and sat down.


    "I''ll pinch it for you."


    Zhan Yu turned the man over and pressed his fingers on her shoulder.


    This startled Xia Xi: "eh, eh, can you pinch it?"


    Won''t be crippled!


    "Shut up!"


    With a reprimand, Xia Xi shut up.


    But she was shocked.


    Zhan Yu, the superior young master, is massaging her??


    "Well, actually, these should be done by agents."


    Xia Xi rubbed her curly hair.


    "I said, I''ll teach you myself."


    Zhan Yu said, holding his strength and helping her loosen her stiff muscles.


    "Does it hurt here?"


    "It hurts."


    "Here?"


    "It''s sour."


    "Why are you so soft?"


    Zhan Yu kneaded and expressed his opinion: "it''s soft like a woman."


    Xia Xi:


    She''s a woman, all right!


    "And..."


    "Huh?"


    She blinked and looked at Zhan Yu''s face reflected on the French window.


    "Even if she can''t win it, although Xiao Xi has great talent and can pull the right tone in one day, it''s useless. The devil''s Trill spell is skill, all kinds of super fast rhythm and all kinds of trills that can drive people crazy. These are not proficient in one or two days.


    Gee, this man is usually so strict. It''s hard to be considerate at this time.


    Xia Xi blinked her eyes and looked back with a smile. Her clear eyes were against her deep eyes.


    At that moment, the boy was exquisite, as beautiful as a porcelain doll.


    "If I win, how about lunch for the third year of senior high school?"


    The arrogant tone and open attitude seem to have not lost the word in Xia Xi''s eyes.


    Zhan Yu was also aroused by his desire to be competitive. He subconsciously said, "if you lose, move with me."


    As soon as he said it, he regretted it.


    Xiao Xi doesn''t have a home. Why should she live with herself??


    And is he crazy to make such a request??


    Seeing the young man staring at him blankly, Zhan Yu hurriedly said, "this can strictly supervise you."


    Xia Xi suddenly, what a black hearted capitalist!


    After a while, she smashed her left fist into the palm of her right hand: "then add another one. If I win, you move to my house and guide me!"


    Zhan Yu:


    For Mao, he suddenly had the illusion of being a door-to-door son-in-law??


    "Teacher, he..."


    "It''s all right. I''ll tell Grandpa!"


    Xia Xi narrowed her eyes, stretched herself, got up and set up her violin: "for lunch! I want to work hard!!"


    Ao Ao shouted. Zhan Yu was fascinated by the voice full of youth and passion and the figure of unremitting efforts.


    Not to mention the results, the hard-working Xiaoxi is really beautiful, beautiful and intoxicating!


    Will you win??


    Forget it, you can''t win. It''s a big deal to throw money. In this world, there''s nothing that money can''t do!


    Zhan Yu was more and more determined. This was the first time he felt that taking the back door was also a good choice.