It was almost time to play the piano. Qin Nian looked at the time for a while, and his medicine pot was almost ready.

Sister Lin happened to come into the kitchen to clean. When she saw Qin Nian carefully pouring the soup, she smiled and joked, "Mr. Qin still makes soup by himself. It's really blessed if anyone is with you in the future."

Qin Nian shook his head and said, "No, this is for Mr. Feng."

While the two were chatting, Feng Ning was attracted. She pushed the wheelchair into the kitchen, sniffed, and her expression was slightly exaggerated. "It smells so good. Are you cooking something?"

Qin Nian blinked and said, "It's just a pot of medicine to help sleep."

Feng Ning suddenly got up when he heard this. "That sounds really good. What is a medicine pot? I've never heard of this kind of thing in the UK. I really want to try it. I don't mean that I want to drink, but it would be great if Xiao Nian could give it to me."

It was really a kitchen away, and the beads on Feng Ning's abacus almost hit Qin Nian's face.

Qin Nian poured half a bowl for Feng Ning.

As soon as it came out of the oven, the medicine pot was so hot that Feng Ning almost couldn't hold it. She put the bowl on the table, blew the heat gently, and tasted it.

Although it is a medicinal pot, the medicinal materials in it have little taste, and it is more fragrant bone soup.

"Did you give it to Xiao Wang to drink?"

Qin Nian shook his head, "No, I just wanted to play the piano and bring the soup by the way."

Feng Ning put down the bowl in his hand, with a trace of slyness in his eyes. "Since Xiao Nian invited me to drink soup, let me tell you a little secret."

"Xiao Wang doesn't like to take medicine."

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When Qin Nian arrived at Feng Wang's room, Feng Wang was wearing a gray bathrobe and browsing the documents Yang Hao had just sent under the table lamp. He was like a continuous machine, never tired of the documents in his hand.

Qin Nian put the soup in his hand in front of Feng Wang's table.

Feng Wang looked at the bowl of black thing and subconsciously frowned slightly, "Why did you suddenly send medicine here?"

"This is the soup I made for Mr. Feng, which can help me sleep."

When he said this, Qin Nian felt that his face was inexplicably a little hot. Inexplicably, he felt that he seemed to be the kind of person who sent mineral water to his crush on the sports field in high school.

He felt that his face was probably red again. Fortunately, the table lamp in Fengwang's room was the kind of yellow soft light. In this way, even if he blushed, it would probably not be so obvious under the yellow light.
Qin Nian thanked Feng Wang and was reborn. Qin Nian has always adhered to the principle that whoever is good to him is good to him. Feng Wang has helped himself many times before, so he also treats Feng Wang with a warm heart.

But every time he talked to Feng Wang, he felt that he was a little afraid of Feng Wang. Thinking about it carefully, he was not timid, but more like shyness.

This was something that others didn't have before. Qin Nian couldn't understand this emotion. He didn't like to be entangled. In addition, he also knew that he was easy to be shy, so he left this matter behind.

"If you have insomnia, I think it's better not to drink coffee. After all, coffee is easy to make people lose sleep."

Qin Nian pointed to the coffee next to him and suggested it in a small tim.

Feng Wang took the medicine pot sent by Qin Nian and smelled it, "Is it medicine?"

Although it is bone soup, it still smells very strong medicinal.

Feng Wang subconsciously wanted to push the bowl back.

Qin Nian had a premonition. His hands held the edge of Feng Wang's desk tightly and quickly read out the words that Feng Ning taught him. "Sister Ningning said that if you don't drink, she will tell me about her childhood."

Feng Wang's hand suddenly stopped.

Qin Nian was a little shocked. How strange Feng Wang's dark history was when he was a child, and he could care so much.

Feng Wang looked up at Qin Nian. The young man's hands were holding the edge of the table at this time, and his fingers were very straight, obviously very nervous.

Are you so scary?
In a word, the limbs are going to be so taute?

Thinking of this, Feng Wang wanted to tease the teenager in front of him.

"You know her well. She has only come back for a long time, and she will use her words to pinch people."

Take it, which means to make trouble and threaten.

It doesn't sound like a good word.

So after hearing his words, Qin Nian's eyes widened and denied it repeatedly, "No, I didn't mean to pinch Mr. Feng. I didn't mean that. I mean--"

Qin Nian paused. What was his original intention?

Let Feng Wang drink soup to treat insomnia?

Or are you curious about what happened when Feng Wang was a child?

For a moment, his head couldn't turn around. Qin Nian felt that he couldn't explain it, but he didn't want the people in front of him to think it was blackmailing. He stretched out his hands and directly took the soup bowl from Feng Wang's hand.

"It doesn't taste good. Mr. Feng, don't drink."

After saying that, I was ready to take it away.

Feng Wang laughed and grabbed Qin Nian's arm and brought the bowl back. "What's wrong? Now I'm not allowed to drink."

Qin Nian pursed his lips and said nothing.

After a while, the two exchanged positions.

Feng Wang took the bowl of soup, stirred the bowl of soup with a snow-white porcelain spoon, and drank it one by one.

The soup tastes rich, and the soft bones and meat dilute the taste of medicinal herbs very well. The whole bowl of soup is very delicious.

However, Feng Wang looked up after drinking, and Qin Nian beside him stared at him with a trace of grievance in his eyes.

"I drank this soup, why are you still unhappy?"

"No, Mr. Feng, you are wrong." Qin Nian, who was poked, put the bowl aside.

Sitting by the piano, he held up the lid and played a few notes with his fingers, "What does Mr. Feng want to hear today?"

"It's all right."

As soon as he finished his words, Qin Nian's hand played a few sounds hard, but only a few sounds made people feel very excited.

A strong-rhythmic Croatian rhapsody sounded in the room. The piano originally echoed in this closed space, and the originally passionate song was even more high in this bad situation.

I can't find anything to do with the slumber song.

Feng Wang: "..."

Even if Feng Wang doesn't know the piano, he knows that such an exciting song is probably not played for sleep.

It seems that Qin Nian is really a little angry.

When the passionate song was over, Qin Nian saw that Feng Wang was still sitting aside and asked, "Isn't Mr. Feng going to bed yet?"

Feng Wang felt that if he could sleep well under this kind of piano music, he would probably be extremely talented.

"You play first. I used to sleep directly, and I rarely saw you playing the piano."

Originally, Qin Nian didn't have any feeling for Feng Wang's eyes. As soon as Feng Wang said, he found that Feng Wang had been staring at him.

He is a little nervous.

With a little sweaty hands, the fingers are a little stiff.

"Why don't you play it?" Feng Wang looked at the young man who bowed his head.

Qin Nian replied in a low voice, "This is the time to play."

He put his hand back on the piano, but he didn't know what he was going to play. Now he just wanted to put Feng Wang to sleep and put people to sleep. A softer tune would be fine.

The song "To Alice" slowly poured out, but Qin Nian somehow felt that his fingers were inexplicably tense and heavy.

"Stun--"

A long misalignment is very awkward in the song.

Qin Nian was also shocked by his own behavior. In a panic, he played a few more wrong sounds and hurriedly withdrew his hand, like a child who had done something wrong.

"It's wrong." Feng Wangdao.

Inexplicably, Qin Nian remembered the words of Zhou Langgu in the mist.

"I know." Qin Nian responded sullenly, what's wrong with him today?

Feng Wang smiled faintly and said, "Good, do you want to continue to play?"

"It's still far from the contract." Qin Nian hummed in a low voice, "And hasn't Mr. Feng gone to bed yet?"

Feng Wang said, "Why did it explode at one o'clock today?"

Qin Nian's body stopped. He looked up with an innocent face, but his hand was withdrawn from the piano and unconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Is there?"

"I just haven't played for a long time and forgot a few sounds." He asked again, "Mr. Feng is strange today, isn't it? He must have fallen asleep in the past and now."

Qin Nian's expression was inexplicably a little angry, and his tone actually had a trace of weak and indible blame.

Feng Wang laughed, "How can I sleep like this?"

Feng Wang originally meant that Qin Nian's expression was too interesting.

However, Qin Nian thought it meant his appearance. He subconsciously touched his face and rubbed it twice.

"Did I make it difficult for Mr. Feng to sleep?"

Feng Wang stared at the hands, and the flesh of the young man's cheeks came out from his fingers, which looked very soft and elastic.

He felt that his palm was a little itchy.

Qin Nian nodded, "I see."

Feng Wang:?

Do you understand what?

"Sir, wait a minute."

Qin Nian was in a hurry to go out and even saved his surname directly.

Feng Wang didn't react, and the young man left like the wind and went straight out.

He packed up and was ready to go to bed. After a long time, there was a knock on the door.

Feng Wang looked up.

He calmed down immediately.

The young man in front of him, wearing a mask, found a fisherman's hat bigger than his head from somewhere, and directly covered the upper half of his face tightly.

Feng Wang:...

On the contrary, there is quite a posture of killing people when the night is dark and the wind is high.

Qin Nian is well aware of his consciousness, especially the brim of the hat on his head is very long and low, which can just resist Feng Wang's gaze. Qin Nian is very satisfied.

It can also prevent Feng Wang from seeing his face and block Feng Wang's eyes. Qin Nian felt that his operation was perfect.

He even looked up and asked Feng Wang, "Mr. Feng, how are you?"

Feng Wang said, "Well wear it. Don't wear it again next time."

Qin Nian: ?

Feng Wang had no choice but to take off the young man's hat and mask. His slender fingers touched Qin Nian's cheek. Qin Nian shrank like an electric shock.

"In the middle of summer, don't you think it's hot to wear a mask and a hat?"

Qin Nian replied obediently, "As long as you can make Mr. Feng sleep, it doesn't matter."

The young man's expression was firm, and his eyes kept looking at Feng Wang when he spoke. Under the light of the wall lamp, the depths of his eyes seemed to be starlight.

Feng Wang joked, "Are you so competent?"

Qin Nian nodded heavily and said, "I have received money. In case I keep playing the sleep-aid piano, I will first get a good review from Mr. Feng before I can expand my business."

The young man tried to make fun of him, but what he said was not like a joke at all.

Feng Wang stared at the young man and said, "Well, you can't leave without curing insomnia."

"Weren't I'll smash your signboard everywhere."