Counterattack Guide of the Female Cannon Fodder

He Fengting watched Su Li playing the piano. He didn't know much about music, but he felt that the piece was so good that he couldn't help but want to do something.

However, he still held back.

Can't bear to spoil such a beautiful picture.

He wants to keep Su Li by his side, this is out of his heart. It was only at the beginning, just because of that dream, I was used to being accompanied by such a person in my dream, and I felt a little empty after losing it. But in reality, I will naturally want to grasp it after encountering it.

This is human nature and a reasonable idea.

It's just that kind of emotion, as we get along with each other day by day, it changes a bit.

I want to cherish a little more, and I want to be more careful, like a carved flower holding a crystal, too precious for fear of breaking.

The sound of Qing Ling's piano seems to have stepped across thousands of rivers and mountains, across empty valleys, across the sea, across the sky, and then slowly and meticulously invaded your heart.

The song is over.

Su Li turned her head to see He Fengding, her smile on her face as warm as the sun.

There were also certain emotions in her eyes, and He Fengding saw it.

At this moment, he only felt that his heartbeat was speeding up a bit, and he couldn't help but want to step forward and hold her in his arms like a hairy boy.

However, he is a man who has experienced too much. He sometimes looks reckless, but he can also endure everything. Even if the slightly eager steps still exposed his mind.

He Fengding stepped forward and pulled Su Li up, then put his arms around her waist and kissed her down.

Su Li was a little dazed at first, but when she recovered her mind, she quickly responded carefully.

When the two let go of each other, they were already breathing.

Su Li gave him a light push, her eyes drifting to the side, and whispered: "I...the time is running out, I will go to rest...San Ye, you should rest earlier."

With that, she turned and left.

Where could He Fengding let her go? He pulled her back as soon as he raised his hand. He lowered his head and said in her ear: "You have to tell me if you are willing to marry me, so I can Let you go."

The hot and humid breath fell on her ears. Su Li only felt a little unsteady breathing. She pretended to be calm and said, "San Ye, I'm only 19 years old."

"It doesn't matter, you can get engaged first." He Feng Ting said that this is not a problem at all.

Su Li pushed him again and raised her eyes to look at him anxiously: "San Ye, that's how you proposed to marry me? Who will promise you?"

Seeing her face puffed up, He Fengting couldn't help but curled up the corners of her mouth, stretched out her fingers and gently scratched her nose, "I didn't think about it."

Su Li raised her eyebrows, her eyes were a little smug, "Then can I go to rest now?"

"Yes, I'll accompany you over." As he said, He Feng Ting directly took her hand and walked out of the piano room.

"The guest room has been cleaned up," He Feng boat pushed open the door of the room, "Just tell the servant what you want. However, if you are willing to move to the master bedroom, you can tell me what you want."

Su Li squinted at him and said that she would not be fooled at all. "Although it is tempting to be served by the third master, I decided it would be better to trouble the servant."

He Fengding laughed lowly, held her hand and kissed her lips, "That's all right. But I believe you will be served by He Sanye soon."

Su Li turned around, and while pushing his back to let him out, she said: "It depends on how you did it, San Ye."