with a light blue ribbon, and the rest flowed down like a waterfall. At that moment, he seemed to be picking up a maple leaf, but Qi Lin knew he was actually appreciating the sound of a zither.The br...sted in this world. Bu Yao couldn't help but want to talk to this wooden-headed young lord.Qi Lin didn't know much about music, but she still felt very intoxicated by the performance. Damn it, these a...