A month ago, the real lady of Song Mansion came back.
Only then did I realize that I was a fake.
My mother asked me to return my fiancé to my sister, but my always gentle fiancé showed a sinister side.
He pinched my fingers that were lightly resting on the guzheng, and hooked his chin tightly onto my collarbone. His red eyes were terrifying.
Jiaojiao, you can only play it to me. It was the same in the past and it will be the same in the future.
Just at this moment, my sister came in.
She stood playfully and cutely at the door, looking at her fiancé tenderly, "Brother Feng, didn't you agree that you would accompany me to enjoy the lanterns today?"
Strangely, I suddenly heard another kind of roar coming from her heart.
*! **Perverted male protagonist! Stay away from the heroine! Come to my sister's place. Not only can she play the piano, she can also play the suona!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
