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Chapter 1845 Don't Wait Until Later, I Know Now

After Qiao Yicheng finished drinking, he was still laughing, "You drink well, Lan Yan."

"You're not bad either." Lan Yan put the bottle down, leaned on the soft sofa behind her with half-closed eyes.

Qiao Yicheng still has something to say.

But at this time, Lin Zhaoxia had tuned out the song and started singing.

"I always want to get back the color of youth, just to remember the moment I met you; love lights up the sky full of stars, and I am lucky to walk with you in this life."

"It turns out that not all promises can feel the joys and sorrows with you; love has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers to understand by chance, and the first dream is like flowers blooming and fading..."

Lin Zhaoxia paused at this point.

It seems to be calming down.

With the rhythm of the music behind it, the voice slowed down a lot...

The clear voice is singing softly: "Maybe when we are old, we will believe in everything about love; the clouds in the sky are blown away by the wind, and there are many scenery that we haven't seen enough~"

She seemed to smile, and looked back, "Maybe when we are old, we will understand that the sky is long and the earth is long; when the prosperity is gone, I can still hold your hand~"

She sings here.

That lip parted.

Before the gentle lyrics below came out, someone, with a smile in his indifferent voice, and soft pampering in the depths, said softly: "You don't need to wait until later, I will know now."

Now, he knows everything about love.Genius and longevity.

The prosperity is gone, and he is here.

There is a long stream of water, there is him.

Lin Zhaoxia looked back and met Yang Moyan's gaze.

She had already drank a lot of wine, and her eyes, which were originally twinkling, had gradually become blurred.

But the reason is still clear.

She paused, then walked off the karaoke stand, and walked down.

Until he came near Yang Moyan.

The song is still going on: "It turns out that not all the promises, you can feel the joys and sorrows with you; love has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers to understand by chance, the first dream is like flowers blooming~"

Yang Moyan's gaze fell on the young man singing in front of him.

The colored lights illuminated her dreamily.

"Maybe when we are old, we will believe in everything about love; the clouds in the sky are gently blown away by the wind, and there are many scenery that we haven't seen enough."

Lin Zhaoxia sang softly, while Yang Moyan sat there and listened softly.

"Perhaps when we are old, we will understand that the sky is long and the earth is long; when the prosperity is gone, I can still hold your hand~"

Yang Moyan stretched out his hand.

Lin Zhaoxia tilted her head and glanced, a little unresponsive.

This is normal.

Because she is a little drunk.

The last lyrics are on the lips: "...I can still hold your hand."

Almost at the same time as the lyrics fell, Yang Moyan held the boy's hand.

Lin Zhaoxia just paused, then smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Then backhand grip.

The fingertips of the two moved, but in an instant, their fingers interlocked.

There are people watching.

Tsk tut: "It's so sweet."

Mo Ya envied: "That's great."

Mi Xiaoxuan sighed, "It's going to be a lemon..."

This song falls, and soon, the next one will follow.

Xiao Ningjun raised her eyes: "Who ordered this?"

Lin Zhaoxia sat back beside Yang Moyan, and she pushed Qingyan and Yejin away just now, "I ordered it~"

Xiao Ningjun raised her eyebrows slightly.

It's just that I thought the boy opened his mouth and sang.

After all, the boy had put the microphone to his lips.

He exhaled lightly and opened his lips.

But I didn't expect that there were many people who sang...

(End of this chapter)