Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Zhou Chongguang was very clear about his life, and Tang Xueer was an accident in his life.

Good accident!

He doesn't reject such an accident at all, but rather happy.

Of course, he wouldn't care about her...not being motivated.

The girl was originally pampered. She was dressed in delicate skin and tender flesh. At a glance, she knew how delicate she was in her daily life. Zhou Chongguang believed that she would do whatever she wanted, such as painting.

Zhou Chongguang sighed in his heart, he had never liked anyone, and never felt that a girl was important, but from the moment he saw her, he thought of how he should pet her.

Even he thought she would be a lovely little wife in the future.

He would think that some afternoon when they got married, he came home from outside, and she slept lazily in the sun room, he awoke her with a kiss, told her that there was his concert in the evening, and she buried her little face in white After a while he got up and hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "Sogo, I'm pregnant! What should I do?"

What can we do?

Then doubly love her, love the little life that is about to come...

Really, Zhou Chongguang is an excellent pianist. No one doubts that he will become famous in the future. Only his teacher worriedly said to him——

Sogo, your technique has surpassed that of a first-class pianist, but your work lacks richness.

He didn't understand, what was missing.

Later, the teacher patted him on the shoulder and smiled slightly, "Go to a relationship and find the feeling of love."

Zhou Chongguang likes Tang Xueer, definitely not because he wants to feel, but because he has feelings.

He remembered that when he saw her for the first time, she slept in the classroom, the sunlight hit her side face warmly, and the fine hairs on her bright white cheeks could be seen, if it weren't for her drooling. The beautiful scene is like a quiet painting.

At that moment, Zhou Chongguang heard his heart skipping for two seconds, and heard a voice from the depths of his soul, "Zhou Chongguang, this is her."

That day, she slept for a whole class, and he also watched her class intoxicated.

From then on, I saw a mistake for life.

At this time, he said to her, because you are here, so I am...

This sentence was almost a confession, but Xueer didn't hear it in her ears, she just glanced at him blankly, and then took out the manuscript paper and drew it casually, without paying attention to him.

In other words, she ignored him from beginning to end, it was his passion.

When the teacher was in class, Zhou Chongguang didn’t need to listen to art history, his attention was all on watching the little girl...

She was still lying on her stomach, half side of her body, and he could see her white ears and a layer of fine hairs covering them, soft and lovely like a small animal.

After watching it for a long time, she finished a painting, and he saw it, but it was still her brother.

To be honest, he must be a very beautiful man with a stunning appearance.

The facial features are beautiful and exquisite, but it doesn't make people feel a bit of girlishness. On the contrary...He is very cold. Although young, his brows contain a deepness that Zhou Chongguang can't see through.

Zhou Chongguang saw her clip the picture in the album, and asked softly: "Your brother is working?"

Xue'er turned her head, her eyes faintly fell on Zhou Chongguang's face, absent-mindedly hum...

Zhou Chongguang felt like he was hitting Mianhua with a punch, soft and feeble, and wanted to say a few more words, but now the get out of class is over and Xue Er has already picked up her schoolbag and got up.