Yun Kexin had no idea that technology has reached such a level of perfection now, and artificial intelligence technology has made her leaps and bounds to such a level, which really shocked her.

A yard of about 51,000 square meters, with several antique tiled houses on both sides of the left and right. In front of it is a pond. The lotus and koi in the pond look real, wandering happily, with the clear breath of lotus flowers floating in the breeze. She didn't know that lotus flowers can bloom in this season.

There are long corridors on the left and right of the place where she is, and there are many grapes planted beside the corridor. There are many fruits on the vines, and they look like they are almost ripe. The delicate purple air is tempting to pick.

There are several geometric flower beds in the middle of the yard, and several kinds of flowers and plants are planted inside, some of which are about to bloom, while others are in full bloom.

Yun Kexin was not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery, so she helped Yin Dan sit down on the wooden chair by the corridor and tried to talk to Yin Dan.

"Yin Dan, is this beautiful? Do you want to live here?"

"Look at the lotus flowers over there, are the pink colors beautiful? You once said that you like pink the most."

"And those koi? I wonder if it will be very delicious to make soup. Yin Dan, do you want to eat it? I'll make one for you if you want it."

After asking Yin Dan a few questions, Yin Dan didn't react much. He still smiled foolishly. The poster picture in his hand was still a photo of Xuanyuan Yi, which made Yun Kexin look sideways and feel like he was thrusting in his heart when he saw it.

I don’t know why Yin Dan kept holding Xuanyuan Yi’s portrait, intentionally or unintentionally, and couldn’t even take it down.

However, before Yin Dan answered Yun Kexin's words, they made a man's voice, angry with him.

"I said you, a little woman, are really cruel! My little li offended you, you actually said you want to eat them. The little lilies are so cute, can you eat them too?" A voice suddenly floated over like a dream, which scared Yun Kexin so much that she looked around to find the source of the sound, but she didn't see any figure. Not long afterwards, a Guzheng sound came from the room on her left.

The sound of the piano is full of ups and downs, slow and fast, pleasant and pleasant. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mountain flowing water, which is better than that of Boyaziqi. It can be heard that the skill of the people playing the Guzheng is refined and obsessed with.

Before Yun Kexin was fifteen years old, she was considered a daughter of a noble family. Her family's financial situation was very good. At that time, her parents and sisters were all around, and she was also a pearl in her pampered palm.

She learned music since she was a child. Although she learned piano, the cola rhythm was the same.

Uncontrollably, with the melodious guzheng's tone of the guzheng, she remembered a poem and slowly chanted it in a casual manner.

A golden parrot in his hand and a phoenix embroidered on his chest, and a dark look is worse than marrying and becoming a mandarin duck.

Like a belt like silk willow, holding snowflakes. The rolling curtain and jade hook are slanted, and the dust on the nine streets is about to dusk, chasing the fragrance cart.

The Japanese fell down and combed his hair, Lian Juan swept his eyebrows finely, and he missed him all day long, and was haggard for you, and he was in a state of flowers.

The golden clouds on the face are thin, and the green pearls between the eyebrows are deep. The pillow is tilted to cover the mandarin quilt, and the orioles are twisted through the curtains and twists, which makes you feel your heart.

...

This is a poem by Wen Tingjun of Tang Dynasty. She felt that it was particularly compatible with the musical artistic conception coming from the house.

However, before Yun Ke finished thinking, the sound of the guzheng in the room suddenly stopped, and the huge movement that broke out suddenly made the originally intoxicating musical mood suddenly awakened.

Yun Kexin was shocked. Could it be that her casual music and poetry made people angry? She was so scared that she had come to ask for help, but the matter was not done yet, and she offended the person. She was not unlucky or not.

When Yun Kexin was so depressed that she didn't dare to come out, the curtains in the room were gently lifted by a pair of big hands that could be called jade hands. At the door was a man in ancient Chinese costume. Under the man's narrow and long dark eyebrows, he had a pair of charming but extremely clear eyes, looking at Yun Kexin by the grape trellis.

Yun Kexin was at a loss and raised her eyes to meet the man's eyes, but could not guess the man's emotions and thoughts.

She didn't know who the man was. She guessed that Xiao Si's master might be eight or nine percent. This is a secluded villa, and the scene is completely different from the place where she came in. People who dare to play the guzheng in such a place are either the master himself or the person who is particularly close to the master.

"Who are you? Who is that ice croaker?" The man looked at Yun Kexin with a nice voice like a piano zither, questioning indifferently, but with a sense of temptation and oppression that is hard to refuse.

Yun Kexin dared not be distracted. Whether she could save Yin Dan was the key to her attitude. After all, the initiative is now in the hands of others.

Xiao Si reminded him that his master is a beautiful man. It is no exaggeration to describe the man in front of him as beautiful. The reason why he is called beautiful is because his face looks more stunning than a woman. It is so beautiful that people can't help but stare at him and want to take a few more glances.

Yun Kexin had never seen such a beautiful man with skin as snow, delicate cream, dancing eyebrows, red lips as red as red, and slender and tall. With light blue ancient costume Hanfu, she was simply a pretty handsome man who came out of the painting, and Pan An was reborn.

When she saw the man asking herself, Yun Kexin quickly regained her mood of seeing the illegitimate flower. Fortunately, her love for beauty was not as obsessed as a devil, and she could still be free, otherwise she would be fascinated today and she would not be able to go back alive.

"I am Yun Kexin, President Xuanyuan is... my good friend." Yun Kexin hurriedly replied, thinking that his identity should not be enough to be taken seriously, so he hurriedly added, "I was introduced by Xuanyuan Yi, and he gave me a business card to recommend it."

"I know, my name is Baili Tianyan, just call me Young Master Yan." The man said very lightly, and walked over like a floating manner. He could even vaguely feel the faint sadness of his body. He didn't say much, as if he had no intention of the world.

Yun Kexin looked at the beautiful man walking over, and suddenly a person in the TV series floated through his mind: Lin Daiyu, and felt that the person in front of him was Lin Daiyu's male version. His compassionate temperament made people feel a little distressed, and he was also a little isolated from the world and a foreigner.

Thinking about it, Xuanyuan Yi really helped him once. Such an important place and an important person was actually introduced to her. Yun Kexin.

"Okay, Mr. Yan, I'm here because..." Yun Kexin didn't want to waste time. Everyone's time was precious. She wanted to explain the purpose of the trip directly, but she didn't expect that Baili Tianyan had come over without waiting for her to fully explain the purpose of the trip, holding her hand and walking to the depths of the corridor. She didn't say anything, nor was she going to speak.

Yun Kexin was slightly surprised. She was pulled out for a few steps before she remembered Yin Dan. She turned around and saw that there were two more people around Yin Dan. They were wearing tight protective clothing all over her body. She felt a little relieved when she looked at the person who took care of her.

As for the local customs, I believe that Mr. Yan also knew her purpose, but when he met, he pulled her where he was going?

Yun Kexin was a little nervous and felt that the skin that was more delicate than a woman in her palm had a warm touch. She was sure that she was not dreaming or encountered something supernatural. She was indeed a living man holding her hand.
Chapter completed!