C387 How Many More Surprises Do You Have

Su Qingchu's slender fingers danced on the black and white keys, releasing a colorful melody.

In an instant, the fine water flowed like an ethereal stream, and in an instant, it was as hot as raging waves beating against the shore.

The people in the hall gradually stopped their footsteps. They were infected by the music and revealed an intoxicated expression.

When the song ended