Amid the startling cries of the people in the lobby of the restaurant, a powerful Eagle covered with handsome silver gray feathers swooped towards Xiang Xing.


    When the eagle approached her, it put away its sharp body and landed on her shoulder safely.


    The bird''s head rubbed intimately against her cheek.


    Seeing the people around him, he took a breath.


    "It''s the eagle raised by the little childe..."


    "Wow, this little childe looks very gentle. How can he even train Eagles?"


    "Oh, people who can come to Fengxiang building can''t be ordinary!"


    ……


    "Daxing, why did you call in all the ash!... I told you that we should keep a low profile!"


    The handsome young master saw this scene and several eyes focused at that moment. He hurriedly raised his big sleeve with great concern and covered half of his face.


    The other hand crazily pulled her long sleeves and whispered, "go, go, it''s bad to be recognized!..."


    “……”


    Xiang Xing raised his eyebrows silently.


    Although she didn''t know why, she quickly turned around and ran away with the little childe.


    While trotting, he continued to urge the big gray eagle on his shoulder, [duck, plot!]


    [isn''t this being passed to you? What''s the hurry!]


    The duck reluctantly rolled over the mung bean''s eyes and was about to transmit the plot to the little ghost.


    But the next second, it suddenly felt a sharp brake under the eagle''s claw and stopped.


    It nearly lost its center of gravity and fell to the ground.


    You suddenly brake, can you give me a reminder first! Are you going to murder Benga!!]


    However, Xiang Xing did not respond to it. Burning text


    But with round eyes, she looked at her side in shock, the waterside pavilion stage in the middle of the nave of Yu Fengxiang building.


    At that time, the stage was full of shadows, and several beauties dressed in gorgeous dance clothes were singing and dancing with the curling string moon.


    Ice muscles are flawless, slim waist and plain hands. Every flick and eye wave flow are particularly exciting.


    It was like a fairy''s body, which made all the benefactors present look straight.


    Seeing this, the duck''s look suddenly became strange.


    Wait, the little ancestors are not interested in a group of women, are they?!


    ——But speaking of it, she looked as if her attention was not on the dancers.


    But in the back position of the stage, the figure of Fuqin music covered by a veil.


    It has to be said that the zither sound played by the man is like the sound of mountain streams and springs, and also like the ring bell, melodious and ethereal.


    He is a master.


    Is


    I don''t know why, Yaya feels inexplicably that the tune played seems to have been heard somewhere.


    Thinking, he couldn''t help looking at his little ancestors again.


    But at this time, her eyes trembled and clenched her lips.


    Obviously I heard something.


    Yes, the melody of this song is no stranger to her!


    It''s nothing else. In a certain world before her, the song belongs not only to the parents of the ambassador at that time, but also to the love song between her and the ambassador - "pure white amusement park"!


    "Then, how could that man play this song..."


    The little guy blurted out almost subconsciously.


    "Huh?"


    After listening to this, the handsome young childe on one side quickly gave her "popular science" with a smile. "Haven''t you heard of it? This is a song composed by Fenglan''s crazy devil, named" white ". He will play it on the stage every 15th!"