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Xiaoqing blushed, hesitated at the door, and ran in anyway.

"Sister Xuening, are you playing the piano?" She came to the piano and looked up at Qin Xuening.

Even though she was five years old, she was shorter than the average child, much shorter than Qin Xuening who was seven or eight years old.

Qin Xuening looked down at her, ignored her, and turned her head to continue playing the piano.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded again. Seeing that she was ignoring her, Xiao Qingnuan couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. After staying in the piano room for a while, she turned around suddenly and ran out of the room.

Qin Xuening kept moving her hands, but she glanced towards the door, with a visibly relieved look on her face.She knew that Xiang Qingnuan was different from the bear children she had met before, but she still didn't know how to get along with children.

Probably because I felt too bored, so I ran away.

Thinking of this, she restrained her thoughts and played with all her heart.

Qin Xuening played one after another, immersing herself in the music with ecstasy, blending the suppressed emotions of these years into the sound of the piano, without feeling the passage of time at all.

Finally, after playing for an unknown amount of time, exhaustion made her stop.

The child's body is inherently weak, not to mention that she has just been in a car accident not long ago, and her legs have not fully recovered from her injuries. After intensive practice, she will inevitably be a little physically weak.

She gasped, and just wanted to take a break, but when she turned her head, she met a pair of smiling eyebrows.

On the vacant floor in the music room, a picnic cloth was thrown out at some point, and a small table was placed on it. On the small table were teapots, teacups, and a plate of exquisite snacks.

The little girl was sitting at the table, playing with a tablet computer in her hand. She probably heard her stop, so she looked over and smiled at her.

"Sister Xiaoning, have you finished playing? Do you want some juice?"

Before Qin Xuening could refuse, Xiao Qingnuan had already put down the tablet, ran towards her with a glass of juice, and handed it to her.

"It's pear juice, sister Lin said, this can quench your thirst, and it's sweet and delicious."

Qin Xuening looked down at her, then at the glass in her hand, couldn't bear to brush off her kindness, reached out to take the pear juice she handed over, and in her expectant eyes, took a sip of the transparent and bright juice .

With a hint of coolness, the sweet fruit juice slipped over the tip of her tongue and entered her mouth, relieving the dryness in her throat and letting her breathe a little comfortably.

"Isn't it sweet?" Xiao Qingnuan raised her head and asked with a crooked smile.

Qin Xuening took another sip, looked at the dimple on the corner of the little girl's mouth, and nodded slightly.

Indeed, very sweet.

***

During the day, she quietly practiced the piano, and at night, after eating and washing, Qin Xuening lay on the bed, turned on the headlights on the bed, and continued to flip through the music score.

This is a handwritten score, filled with her father's handwriting, some of which are works written by Qin Mo during his lifetime, and some are his inspiration and experience.

She found this manuscript when she was sorting out her father's belongings. She cherished it very much. This time, she came to borrow from Xiang's family and brought it along with her.

She faced the score and played it in her head, which is also a kind of practice.

"Knock knock----" At this time, someone knocked on the door.

Immediately afterwards, the door creaked open a crack.The light from the corridor shone in, and in the backlight, a small figure hugging a pillow appeared at her door...

The author has something to say: I feel like my body is being hollowed out...

Happy Christmas Eve to everyone (^_^)/

Chapter 22

Xiang Qingnuan sneaked a peek into Qin Xuening's room through the crack of the door.

The room was a bit dark, only the bed lamp was dimly on, and the young lady sitting under the lamp leaned lazily on the bed head, with a book spread out on the quilt in front of her.

Probably found her, she raised her head slightly, and looked over with a pair of dark eyes.

Xiang Qingnuan was a little embarrassed, and buried her little face on the pillow in her arms as if hiding her ears. The pillow was not much smaller than her body, and the edge of the pink lace was almost dragged to the floor.

After a while, Xiang Qingnuan boldly raised her head when she didn't hear Miss Sister chasing her away.Seeing Qin Xuening lower her head and continue flipping through the book, she rolled her eyes and mustered up the courage to ask, "Sister Xuening, are you still awake?"

The little girl's voice was delicate, and in this quiet and peaceful night, it brought a touch of tenderness.

Qin Xuening raised her head again, looked at her quietly, and motioned for her to continue.

"Dad is not here, I can't sleep alone..."

Looking at the light in the little girl's eyes, Qin Xuening suddenly had a bad feeling.Sure enough, just listening to the soft little milk voice, the next moment he asked: "Tonight... can I sleep with my sister?"

As if afraid that she would not agree, the little girl added anxiously: "I sleep well, I won't kick my sister!"

Then the voice trailed off, "Can you?"

Qin Xuening and the little girl looked at each other silently.She is withdrawn and introverted, and has a domineering nature. She doesn't like sharing things with others, let alone sleeping on a bed.

Just looking at the little girl's bright eyes, remembering that she helped her pick chopped green onions that day, and today's reception, she opened her mouth, but couldn't say no to it after all.

Forget it, let's treat it as a favor...

When the light in the little girl's eyes gradually dimmed, Qin Xuening finally moved to her side, and lifted the quilt to reveal a bed.

Xiao Qingnuan stared at her blankly, a little afraid that she might have misunderstood.

Qin Xuening sighed, stretched out her plain hand, and patted the vacant bed cushion, motioning for her to come over.

The little girl's eyes were lit up all of a sudden, she entered the room with a smirk, closed the door, and ran happily to the bed, but accidentally, her little foot stepped on the edge of the pillow, and fell down with a plop. fell to the ground.

Qin Xuening was taken aback, and poked her probe forward, and saw the little girl lying on the floor with a pillow under her body, so she was not afraid of falling.

Although she fell on the pillow, Xiao Qingnuan was still a little dazed. She struggled to raise her head, and saw the little sister looking over with a bit of concern in her eyes.

She grinned at her in embarrassment, quickly got up, ran to the bed, put the pillow at the end of the bed, crawled onto the bed, and came to the position next to Qin Xuening.

Qin Xuening let her crawl over, but when she saw the pillow she dragged over, she paused, she frowned, and pressed her little hand.

This pillow just dropped on the floor...

Xiao Qingnuan blinked, and looked at her inexplicably, her dark almond eyes were full of innocence and trust.

Qin Xuening didn't explain, took the pillow in her hand, and threw it on the chair beside the bed, planning to let the nanny take the pillowcase to wash tomorrow, then she took her own pillow and moved it to Xiao Qingnuan.

Her pillow is relatively large, and both of them are children, so it is no problem to share one.

Seeing this, Xiao Qingnuan couldn't help but smiled and rolled her eyes. She forgot the doubt of being thrown away for a moment. The young lady was willing to get close to her, so she was naturally happy.

So, she moved to Qin Xuening's side, and lay down obediently, with her little head resting on half of the pillow, and her little face rubbing against the pillow contentedly.

The little sister’s pillow is a little higher than hers, but it’s still soft, and it’s the same as her mother’s, with a faint fragrance. Although the taste is different, she likes both!

Qin Xuening glanced at Xiaodouding, then raised her eyes to look at the bed lamp, and couldn't help sighing slightly.

She resignedly closed the music score, carefully put the book into an iron box, put the iron box into the bedside cabinet, and then reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.

In the darkness, after a rustling, she lay beside Xiang Qingnuan.

In the quiet room, a pair of little sisters were lying on the same pillow and covered with the same quilt, and their breaths were intertwined, making them seem very intimate.