Bai Zhihua felt she lacked some inspiration.
She used to think she didn't need such things, since outstanding music could be created with just hands and brain, right?
But this time it was to align with the plot, to match the feeling after the protagonists' passionate night together, so she couldn't just let her creativity run wild.
This was her first time doing a thematic composition. She imagined the scene where the female lead entangled with her lover, and then Shen Fu knocked on the door.
He had bought all the instruments listed, but Bai Zhihua didn't even look at them. She fixed her gaze on Shen Fu, realizing he was exactly what she needed most.
The gentle Bai Zhihua, as if possessed by Nan, pulled him in and closed the door behind them.
"You might feel uncomfortable with what I'm about to do, but I have to do it. I hope you can understand..."
Before Shen Fu could respond, she pressed down on his head.
"Zhihua, don't, don't do this... uh uh..."
