Pervert, Old Pervert

Thinking of something, Song Ci checked both the violin and the microphone. As expected, each item had the words "Baby Ci" on it.

Song Ci stroked the strings on the violin, feeling warm inside.

She adjusted the sound of the violin and couldn't resist playing a tune.

It was a melodious tune.

After Song Ci was done, she looked up and saw that Han Zhan had already finished bathing and was leaning against the piano, drinking tea with a glass in his hand. The tea was filled with Scaphium affine.

Nourishing big boss.

Song Ci hugged the violin and asked Han Zhan, "It must have cost a lot of money, right?" Song Ci knew about this sapphire blue piano. It was specially custom-made by Shi Tanwei to commemorate his 20th anniversary in Boston. There were only 20 of them in the world.

This isn't a piano. It's a work of art.

It definitely cost a lot to get this piano.