chapter 320 Liu Zifeng's anger

Weasel smiled and nodded, "Yeah." "So can you play the saxophone?" Gemma was curious, because she really couldn't associate something as elegant as the saxophone with the person in front of her who was quite "connotative" in both appearance and clothing. "Of course." After Weasel finished speaking, he suddenly made a melancholy expression and sighed softly, "But I haven't blown it for a long time." "Why?" Gemma Xia asked curiously. Weasel took a deep breath and didn't reply. He just raised his head...