High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1837 But the next second

She smiled, and suddenly understood.

Love is still too ignorant for her.

Maybe she'll go with the flow, or maybe she'll defer to family arrangements.

But no matter which point, Qingyan still had fantasies, her own, in the future, in front, waiting for her to approach step by step.

She put down the microphone, and Mo Ya stood up, and put the very arrogant side of the cocktail on the table, "I'm going to sing, these are mine, no one is allowed to move!"

Qiao Yicheng laughed for a while, "Who touched the children's things."

The mouthless response was that Mo Ya kicked him directly.

She stepped forward and took the microphone.

Tapped twice on the karaoke table with fingertips, and the cheerful rhythmic music flowed out slowly.

Mo Ya spread her hands and sighed, she seemed to be very distressed: "I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I can think of such a song, you can listen to it later."

Everyone smiled and applauded and encouraged.

Mo Ya was not too polite, the prelude to the music was over, and when it came to the lyrics, she began to sing along with the music.

"I really want to see you smiling, preferably in the next second..."

"I really want to hear you singing softly, preferably in the next second..."

"Pure white baseball cap, dark green skirt, the beauty of time standing still~"

I still remember when I first met as a teenager.

At that time, the boy was already famous in the entire Shengyuan.

It's no joke that it became popular overnight.

There is no pure white baseball cap and dark green clothes corners in the lyrics, but he is wearing a white shirt. The enchanting and yuppie taste in the eyebrows and eyes is extremely strong.

But the tone is very gentle.

She politely apologized for accidentally hitting her.

But Mo Ya never forgets her.

So that night I had a dream and lost sleep.

She just told Qingyan about it casually.

I never thought that Qingyan would say it so arrogantly.

No.

After all, they were crazy back then.

That is their capital and their pride.

Mo Ya still remembers the words Qingyan said at the beginning: "As expected of a beautiful boy, with all the capital, my cousin can't sleep because of you."

Of course, she also remembered Qingyan's words: "I'll give you a chance to be Qingyan's cousin and Mo Ya's boyfriend!"

I still remember when the young man raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "I haven't given your cousin Mo Ya the qualifications to be a girlfriend."

I also remember that when the two of them were at odds with each other, they turned their faces to sneak attacks, and the young man avoided saying that he would not hit a woman.

I even remember that at the end, even if the dispute ended and she went to apologize, the boy's flamboyant eyebrows stared straight into her eyes, mocking, and also stating the facts: "Don't say 'sorry' to me, that's the last thing you want to do. Three useless words, after all, everything has happened, and it doesn't matter that any apology can be exchanged for an apology."

But now that I think about it, I feel that it was all a dream.

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, they changed from being strangers to Sheng Ge, drinking warm wine, laughing and talking about the future.

Fate, time is a very incredible thing.

Obviously in the last second, we should be the existence of the enemy.

But the next second.

But he was already sitting cross-legged, pushing a cup and changing a cup.

Time is not as beautiful as the stillness sung at the end of the lyrics.

It's still going and never stops.

But it is the sweetness of coming out of a period of time.

Much the same, but still beautiful.

At the end of the lyrics, Mo Ya closed her eyes, the corners of her lips raised uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)