C42 One room three people

The southern winter did not snow, the sun shone warmly through the glass, the piano notes were like dancing suns, warmly flowing in the luxurious room.

Han Tianning closed his notebook. As the recent piano piece became more and more lively, the smile on Song Haojun's face became more and more numerous.

Shulan's been here less than a week?

Han Tianning stood in the living room