I Really Don't Want to Be a Stepping Stone for the Protagonist

Chapter 1512

Qiao Minghui couldn't help thinking. What does Lin Feihang mean by playing "Phoenix courtship" at the moment?

Is it just a demonstration for her, or?

Moving her steps, Qiao Minghui went to the drawing board and carefully looked at the painting Lin Feihang had just made.

I don't know. At the sight of Luo Wan'er, his face turned red.

Because of this painting.

The content of the painting is

A painting of her playing the piano!

And what is important is not only the painting, but also a line of inscription on the painting.

This line of inscription is even more famous. It comes from a line of inscription in poem 300.

Although its content is only 16 words, its content is extremely profound and exciting.

These sixteen words are impressive.

Green, green the reed. dew and frost gleam. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side!

The piano room is next to the lake, so Lin Feihang said that when she played the piano, she was on the water side, which is really in line with the current situation.

"What does he mean?"

"Does he like me?"

At the moment, Qiao Minghui was more confused and didn't know what to do.

Because the Phoenix courtship played by Lin Feihang and the sketch ink painting have deep meaning.

Although Lin Feihang didn't tell her anything, he didn't firmly say the word "like" to her.

But Lin Feihang revealed his meaning inside and outside, but he liked it very much!

This makes Qiao Minghui know as soon as she hears it!

Other women may not understand "Phoenix seeking a mate", some may not understand "Jianjia", and may not understand what Lin Feihang is expressing, but Qiao Minghui is not an ordinary woman.

Lin Feihang's literary expression went straight into her heart, just scratched her heart, and made some deer collide in her heart.

Qiao Minghui said to her face that many people like her, and many people send her expensive Chanel and Hermes, but Qiao Minghui doesn't care about these people.

She doesn't like that way of confession.

Qiao Minghui's favorite way of confession is both warm and obscure.

Enthusiasm is the warmth of love. It is the death and life of the ancients, and becomes happy with the son.

hold your hand and grow old together with you. The obscurity is the same as that of the ancient gentleman!

Lin Feihang obviously did it, and he did it very well.

This made Qiao Minghui feel a deep surprise.

At the moment, looking at Lin Feihang in front of him, Qiao Minghui couldn't help being a little crazy.

"Zheng."

With the end of the piano sound of "Phoenix courtship", looking at Qiao Minghui, who is beautiful and red in front of him, Lin Feihang smiled and said, "what's the matter with you?"

"What are your thoughts and doubts?"

"If you don't understand, you can ask me, and I'll solve your doubts."

"I..."

Hearing Lin Feihang's words, some people couldn't stand steadily. They held the wall and looked at Lin Feihang awkwardly.

Qiao Minghui, who was also moved and wet her eyes, wiped her tears. Her eyes were full of joy and said, "thank you."

"That's true. I see it outside."

Lin Feihang smiled, grabbed Qiao Minghui's hand and looked at Qiao Minghui's red face. I wonder if I can get Qiao Minghui done by working harder now?

"I'll go to the bathroom."

The flushed Qiao Minghui took his hand from Lin Feihang, ran to one side, took out a piece of pink treasure from his bag, and then rushed into the bathroom.

"This?"

"Come so suddenly?"

"What a coincidence!"

Qiao Minghui, who was able to drink at the concert just now, but now wants to go to the bathroom to use this thing, Lin Feihang's mood at the moment is really a day's dog.

God, the thief is deliberately teasing him and deliberately delaying Xu Longshan!

I thought he could handle Qiao Minghui today, but unexpectedly, Qiao Minghui suddenly came here!

What about Lin Feihang?

He can't run the red light, can he?

What's more, he just wants Qiao Minghui to agree?

Will Qiao Minghui agree?

Obviously, this is impossible!

Lin Feihang slapped himself on the thigh. He really wanted to kill some husky to relieve his anger.

What a dog!

The thief played with him on purpose!

The atmosphere he created in the early stage was really made in vain!

"Sorry."

Qiao Minghui went out of the room, washed her hands, covered her stomach, looked at Lin Feihang in pain and said, "thank you for teaching me Guqin."

"It's nothing."

"We are friends."

Although the heart is full of the feeling of Japanese dog, on the surface, Lin Feihang can't show it at all. He could only pretend to be indifferent and light.

Keep yourself a gentleman in front of Qiao Minghui.

After all, a gentleman, how can he greedy for Qiao Minghui's body.

How can you change your face and refuse to recognize Qiao Minghui because Qiao Minghui came?

Of course Lin Feihang won't do that!

"This picture."

Qiao Minghui looked at the polite Lin Feihang and was very fond of Lin Feihang. He pointed to the painting and said, "you paint very well."

"I didn't expect that you could draw besides playing the piano."

"Ha ha, just a few graffiti." Lin Feihang shrugged slightly and said with a smile, "laugh."

"If you graffiti, those who study traditional Chinese painting in classes are Hu paintings." Qiao Minghui gently stroked her hair and looked at the painting. Lin Feihang's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting skills are divine, so his piano playing is divine, and painting is also divine.

Although it is just a few sketches, it is still far better than the so-called traditional Chinese painting masters.

After all, after Western learning spread to the East in the world, traditional culture declined, so the inheritance of traditional Chinese painting ended a lot. Now popular, mostly Western watercolor, oil painting and sketch.

Traditional ink landscape painting and figure painting are becoming less and less.

"Too much praise."

Lin Feihang, in order to maintain the personality of a gentleman, although he knew that Qiao Minghui was right, he said modestly: "I also draw casually, which is difficult to ascend the hall of elegance."

A gentleman should hide his weapons in his body.

Therefore, Lin Feihang can only look at Qiao Minghui who is beautiful and delicious.

"You are so modest."

Qiao Minghui looked at the picture, looked at Lin Feihang again, and asked, "can I write a few words?"

"Of course."

Lin Feihang grinds for Qiao Minghui himself: "please."

"Thank you."

Qiao Minghui picked up her brush and wrote a line of words in other blank positions on the paper.

This line of words impressively corresponds to the green Jianjia written by Lin Feihang.

Because it is.

"Meeting you at the beginning is like returning from an old friend."!

These words correspond to Lin Feihang's turning Jianjia green. What exactly does this mean is already obvious!

"Huihui."

As soon as Lin Feihang's eyes brightened, he reached out to hold Qiao Minghui's catkin hand, directly added a strength and said, "I'll teach you to play the piano."

Yes, Lin Feihang is going to teach Qiao Minghui to play the piano this time!