My Peerless Beauty President

Zhang Chenfeng glanced at Mu Qinghan, and saw that Mu Qinghan looked like an angry hen, and said: "Dare you dare, if you win me, you can set whatever conditions you want."

"is it?"

Zhang Chenfeng looked at Mu Qinghan with a smile, and suddenly touched his chin with his hand, and said: "I see you have a sharp tongue, how about letting me kiss you?"

"You win first and I'll talk."

Mu Qinghan sneered, obviously she didn't believe that Zhang Chenfeng would win against her.

Shangguan Wanqing smiled and said: "Oh, this is our Qinghan's first kiss! If you win, then you will make a lot of money."

"Today is my first kiss too..."

As soon as Zhang Chenfeng finished speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, it seemed that there was no first kiss today, it should be said that it was the first kiss this hour.

"Humph."

Mu Qinghan sneered, got up and walked directly towards the piano, because the clubhouse is not a French/French restaurant, no one has been playing the piano, it looks like an ordinary decoration.

Zhang Chenfeng smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards Mu Qinghan.

"These two really look like enemies!" Shangguan Wanqing looked at Ouyang Feiyue and asked with a smile, "Feiyue, does this Zhang Chenfeng have a girlfriend, or introduce Qinghan from our family to him."

"I think so."

Dongfang Yuyan pushed the frame of her glasses, and she, who rarely spoke, also expressed her approval.

Hearing what the two said, Ouyang Feiyue glanced at Zhang Chenfeng with complicated eyes, and then said with a smile: "How can I make up my mind about Zhang Chenfeng's affairs, let them do as they please. Speaking of which, Qinghan seems to be only 22 years old, right? That's about the same age as Zhang Chenfeng."

"Let's order first."

Dongfang Yuyan stretched out her left hand to the waiter, motioning for the waiter to bring the menu.

……

the other side.

Zhang Chenfeng stood by the piano, looked at Mu Qinghan who was sitting in front of the piano, and said with a smile: "Your legs are pretty good, you can play with them for a few days, or if you lose, let me play for a few days." How's the day?"

"Compared to what!?"

Mu Qinghan glanced at Zhang Chenfeng coldly, without any intention of joking with him.

"Let's play one piece for one person." Zhang Chenfeng said indifferently, "Anyway, you didn't say that you are a master of the piano, so it seems that you can play anything."

"Then tell me your name too." Mu Qinghan said, "Don't tell me you only know Beethoven's symphonies."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qinghan's mouth showed a hint of mockery.

Suddenly, Zhang Chenfeng bent his body slowly, and the distance between his head and Mu Qinghan's was getting closer and closer. Mu Qinghan sat in his seat calmly, and asked lightly, "What are you doing?"

When the distance between Zhang Chenfeng and Mu Qinghan's lips was less than two centimeters, Zhang Chenfeng stopped moving, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said: "Since you want to challenge me, then I have to press you down How about Rimsky's?"

"Rimsky!"

Mu Qinghan's expression changed.

"The wild bee is flying, dare you?"

Zhang Chenfeng smiled at Mu Qinghan, and suddenly made a kissing expression, as if he believed that Mu Qinghan was going to lose.

Mu Qinghan didn't expect Zhang Chenfeng to choose this piano piece at all. She looked at Zhang Chenfeng dully, and when she came back to her senses, she asked, "Flying the wild bee?"

"What else?" Zhang Chenfeng smiled slightly, "Admitting defeat is half of the surrender, so I'll just give you a kiss, okay?"

"you first!"

Mu Qinghan stood up suddenly, folded her hands on her chest, and looked at Zhang Chenfeng coldly, as if she didn't believe that Zhang Chenfeng could pop out.

Rimsky-Korsakov's "Flight of the Bumblebee" was ranked third in the top ten most difficult piano pieces in the world, and she did not believe that Zhang Chenfeng could play it.

"Hey, that's fine." Zhang Chenfeng sighed, "Seeing how eloquent you are, I want to taste how sweet this little mouth is."

"If you don't, immediately crawl out like a dog!"

Mu Qinghan sneered, turned around, walked back to the original position and sat down, picked up the cup, and took a sip of water, suddenly feeling ominous in her heart.

"Why are you back?" Shangguan Wanqing asked strangely, "You won't just admit defeat right away."

"See if he can pop out!"

Mu Qinghan said with some contempt.

Ouyang Feiyue asked curiously: "What is the repertoire of your competition, why do you dare not play first, you used to play first to suppress your opponent!"

"That bastard wants to play Rimsky Korsakov's "Flight of the Bumble Bee"." Mu Qinghan said through gritted teeth, "Let him pretend, let him crawl out like a dog when the time comes, I think he still pretends." Stop pretending."

"what!?"

This time, not only Ouyang Feiyue and Shangguan Wanqing were surprised, even Dongfang Yuyan couldn't help but exclaimed, unexpectedly Zhang Chenfeng proposed this piano piece.

She looked at Mu Qinghan, and asked subconsciously: "Is the song you chose deliberately embarrassing him?"

"How is it possible!" Mu Qinghan rolled his eyes, "I don't even know how to do it myself, how dare I mention this song, it was he who mentioned it himself."

Dongfang Yuyan nodded thoughtfully.

"Ding~"

A soft note sounded in the hall.

Everyone turned their attention to Zhang Chenfeng.

However, when they saw that Zhang Chenfeng was playing the piano, most of them turned their eyes away.

After all, there is nothing to pay attention to when a man plays the piano.

But the four daughters of Mu Qinghan focused their attention on Zhang Chenfeng. They wanted to see if Zhang Chenfeng could play it.

When the notes appeared one after another, Mu Qinghan's delicate/body trembled, as if the scene of a bumblebee fluttering in her ears, she couldn't believe it was played by Zhang Chenfeng.

Zhang Chenfeng seemed to be completely intoxicated in it, making everyone feel as if the sound of "buzzing" hovering above their heads and beside their ears was particularly pleasant, and there was a lovely scene of bees dancing in front of them.

"Fuck! No way!"

Shangguan Wanqing couldn't help but swear.

Dongfang Yuyan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she really did.

Ouyang Feiyue secretly looked at Mu Qinghan, as if her man had succeeded, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

The surrounding guests also looked at Zhang Chenfeng in surprise.

Because when you hear this kind of music, you will feel the speed of Zhang Chenfeng's fingertips running and the passion bursting out from your body and mind. It seems that every pulse in your body has a sense of rhythm.

In the process of playing, you can feel the radiant passion, surging heat and the ubiquitous sense of rhythm.

This feeling made many people even want to dance along.

Mu Qinghan stood there completely dumbfounded.

She was completely immersed in Zhang Chenfeng's piano music, for a moment she even forgot the bet, and concentrated on enjoying it.