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Incense, Qin Xie.

Yun thinks sideways, where the sound of the piano came, Song Mian sat behind the piano case.

It is the oldest kind of seven-stringed guqin. Yun thinks about it, but she did many costume plays in her previous life. Sometimes she would invite professional masters to perform in the crew, and of course, some played recordings.

Because I don't understand, Yun thinks about it and doesn't praise it, but Song Mian's piano sound has magical power, which makes people unconsciously relax their nerves.

Song Mian fiddles, Master Song burns incense, Yun thinks that this is probably the highest treatment, perhaps the first case.

At noon, at the Song family, I had a flower feast, and when the dishes were served, Yun thought it was really dazzling.

Stir-fried dishes, soup dishes, pastries are all based on flowers.

Gathered peony, yellow chrysanthemum, jasmine, gold and silver, plum, rose, clove, rose, peony...

Yun thinks for the first time knowing that so many flowers can be made into dishes, each one is very eye-catching.

"Can I take them down?" Yun thinks of his favorite foods.

"Tap and pat, like to come often, and there are many flowers that can be used to cook, so I don't want to repeat the sample." Master Song smiled and tempted with food.

Yun thinks shyly and smiles. Without answering, he starts shooting with his hand. Finally, he selects all the photos that are in the lens and pastes all the surrounding tables to the circle of friends: Hundred Flowers Feast, the most beautiful lunch.

Both Li Xiangling and Song Meng knew that Yun thought about being with their legendary boyfriend today, and Li Xiangling returned a sullen expression.

Song Meng directly commented below: This is not lunch, this is dog food.

Then there are a few lemons in the back.

After running out of lunch, Yun thought about sitting for a while and got up to say goodbye. Although Master Song was reluctant, he also knew that Yun thought about something, without too much retention, just let her come to play often.

Taking into account the last orchid, did not give Yun think about gifts, but gave Yun Lin a very delicate dagger.

Yun thought about not wanting to ask about the value of the dagger, and told Yun Lin to be careful.

While sitting in the car, Mr. Song also deliberately knocked on the glass window and said to Yun Xiang and Song Mian: "You must pay attention to safety."

Yun thinks that the first reaction is a very polite answer: "You should also pay attention to your body."

Waiting for the car to drive halfway, Yun thinks that the more the taste is, the worse.

If Master Song is talking about driving safety, shouldn’t Song Yao drive? Why would she tell her and Song Mian.

After all, there is a mature soul, Yun thought suddenly thought that before Song Song misunderstood her and Song Mian live together...

Her face rubbed warmly, and she moved aside unconsciously, as far away as possible from Song Mian.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Yun Lin, who was squeezed, looked at her sister inexplicably.

"Sister is a little dizzy, we change positions, you sit in the middle." Yun thinks that the response is quick, and compiles a proper reason.

"Oh, okay, sister, are you okay?" Yun Lin was concerned and sat in the middle.

Yun thinks of rolling the car window down a bit and blowing the wind, feeling better: "Sister is fine."

Song Mian bowed her head from beginning to end, reading the book on her lap, but the angle of his raised lips exposed his mind.

After going back, Yun thought he would never dare to find Song Mian again, just because Coco took Guan Zi, Yun thought that there was reason to learn.

Following Guan Zi's first study of sitting and sitting, only two seemingly simple postures, Yun thought to learn for a long time.

"Two hands meet, the arms must be natural, so that the clothes will be laid out in a gentle curve..."

"Be sure to stare your eyes down slightly when standing, so that it is both polite and humble..."

"The shoulders should be straight, the back spine must be straight, and it should not be stiff, so as to have temperament..."

After standing for two hours, every subtle posture was corrected more than ten times, and Yun thought that he only met Guan Zi's requirements.

When it came time to learn to sit, Yun was even more tired to think about. In that era, the sitting posture was with knees together, hips on the heels, insteps on the ground, hands on the knees.

Sit upright and be mannered. How do you ensure that your skirt looks good when you sit?

How to move hands while sitting? How to sit on what occasion? How do you stand out when you sit?

Wait, a whole bunch of points of attention, just passed this afternoon.

For dinner, Yun Xianxiang still went up to eat with Song Mian. Considering that he was leaving tomorrow, Yun Xianxiang didn't hold on for an hour or two and worked hard, chatting with him all the time.

It's a very casual chat. Most of the time, Yun thinks about it and asks about Song Mian's past. Song Mian will answer seriously.

"What time do you fly tomorrow?" Yun asked when he was about to practice at nine o'clock.

"Five in the morning." Song Mian answered.

"I'll get you up?" At this moment, Yun thought a little reluctantly.

Song Mian kissed her on the forehead: "No, I am my own private jet."

Yun thinks about it, and Song Mian is different from her. She doesn't need to buy tickets: "How long will it take?"

She had never been to an African country in her previous life.

"I'm going to stay somewhere else for a while. When I got there, it was about eight o'clock in the evening," Song Mian answered.

This way, you can take a good night's sleep on the floor. Yun thinks of a kiss on Song Mian's face: "Good night, waiting for you to come back."

"Well." Song Mian sent Yun think about it.

When Yun woke up at five in the morning, think about it. The first time was not to go to the morning exercises, but upstairs.

No one was ringing the doorbell, her fingerprints were recorded on the door, and after opening the door, the smell of the scented food made Yun think about walking to the dining room.

They are all well packed with insulation boxes, and Song Mian's note is affixed to them: remember to have breakfast, and I will make it for you when I come back.

For some reason, a tear just slipped down, and Yun Xiang's heart swelled, sour.

Only then did she understand that Song Mian left at five o'clock in order to make her breakfast.

Quickly sorting his emotions, Yun thinks about taking out his mobile phone and sending a text message to Song Mian: Waiting for you.

Song Mian left, Yun Xiang thought about experiencing the taste of missing someone for the first time, but did not affect her life.

She needs to work harder so that the next time Song Mian returns, she will see a better self.

Knowledge learning, script scrutiny, etiquette training occupy most of the time in cloud thinking.

I was a little idle, just calling home and video with Song Mian.

Song Meng and Li Xiangling took a weekend to see Yun Xiang think that they have been busy studying, so they left helplessly and could only wait for her to have time to meet them.

After studying with Guan Zi for twenty days, Guan Zi said that Yun Xiang had achieved the best results. Yun Xiang called Wu Zhao.

I just agreed with Wu Zhao, and Lin Jialiang also called there, saying that "Justice and Selflessness" will be released in Xiangjiang at the end of the month.