Li Xingle was seriously playing the piano, his long and distinct fingers seemed born for it, even his expression at this moment was exceptionally focused.
Li Buyan was captivated as she listened.
She played too, but she had never found this piece so enchanting.
When the piece ended, Li Xingle suddenly held a microphone, standing in that beam of light, looking at her with deep affection, "Miss Li Buyan, was my playing just now good?"
"Good." She genuinely thought it sounded good.
"Then do you like it?" he asked again.
"I do."
Li Xingle walked towards her with the microphone, although she had been woken up by him from bed tonight, she found this real and adorable appearance of hers even more endearing to him.
He was already enchanted, he feared nothing now!
So, he wanted to pull her into enchantment too!
If they were to fall into Hell, they would fall together!
"Then do you... like me?" Li Xingle stood beside her, lowered his head, getting closer to her.
