Hou Shu's fingers touching the keys trembled slightly, his eyelashes drooped slightly, his long and slender fingers danced lightly, and the melody of the Canon in D major slowly leaked out.
Before the song was finished, Song Xi put his hand on her half-exposed shoulder. Hou Shu's hand trembled and he immediately played a few wrong notes. The skin under her hands was smooth and fair, showing a faint blood color against the white dress.
"My Royal Highness, there are still three months until your eighteenth-year-old adult ceremony." Song Xi leaned over and whispered in Houshu's ear. The voice is elegant and gentle, and sounds nice and tight.
"Really?" Hou Shu bit his lower lip, raised his hand and tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, brushing it calmly to brush away the itch caused by Butler Song's breath that fell on his ear when he spoke.
Song Xi's pale blue eyes dimmed slightly, and the ring finger of his left hand lightly pressed Hou Shu's collarbone. "My Majesty, how do you want to celebrate this birthday like this?" As he said this, he walked to Hou Shu's right side and slid his left hand along the girl's thin back to her waist, causing the girl to tremble. He stretched his right hand to his leg and picked up Hou Shu. Hou Shu hugged Song Xi's neck in panic, his eyes widened like a frightened deer.
Song Xi held Hou Shu on his lap and brushed the piano keys with both hands. The fingers are long and slender, with distinct joints and just the right amount of morbidity.
Hou Shu bit his lower lip and attached his hand to his. Song Xi curled his thin lips and played a canon smoothly.
There was a faint fragrance of tea on the girl's body, lingering faintly in his every breath. Song Xi's breathing was a little messy.
Intention: Mutual warmth and mutual salvation between the same lonely people