Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

There was silence between the two, but the atmosphere was not frozen.

The night was getting darker, and there were more people in the bar at some point. Even though Yan Qiutong and Lian Cheng were in the corner, one person was sitting and the other was standing, which really attracted people's attention. of.

There seems to be a new band on the stage in the center of the bar. The singing voice is very magnetic and hoarse, but it doesn't feel harsh.

The little girl was more hidden in the darkness, and when the light occasionally fell on the little girl's face, what Yan Qiutong saw was a coolness that did not belong to Lian Cheng's age.

Yan Qiutong didn't want to see Lian Cheng with such an expression. After pondering for a moment, he half-bent, met the little girl's eyes, and was startled. As if crying, the man's tone was very helpless: "What's wrong?"

The man's voice brought back Lian Cheng's thoughts. In an instant, he realized his gaffe, and lowered his eyes, unwilling to let the man in front of him see him. In fact, Lian Cheng himself didn't know why his eyes suddenly turned red. Have a heart full of grievances?
"I really don't want to leave you behind," Yan Qiutong sighed, stepped forward, hugged the little girl tightly in his arms, and stretched out his hand to rub two handfuls of Lian Cheng's hair, "Lian Cheng, next time I go out, I Take you with me, okay?"

What lingered on the tip of the nose was the man's fresh aftershave lotion, and what echoed in his ears was the man's low, coaxing voice, which made Lian Cheng feel dull and unwilling to speak out.

The little man in his arms was obviously uncomfortable. Yan Qiutong comforted the little girl's back with one hand, tilted his head, and narrowed his eyes, sending back the curious gazes that fell on him and the little woman one by one. , accidentally caught a glimpse of the man in the band who was singing vaguely, his eyes flashed, and he made up his mind.

Let go of the person in his arms, decisively took off the suit jacket on his body, and put it in the hands of the little woman who was shocked by his movements. Lian Cheng came back to his senses, regardless of his depression, he raised his head, surprised Manman: "What are you doing?"

"Wait." Yan Qiutong curled the corners of her lips, glanced at the little girl's still red deer eyes, and stretched out her hand to scratch the tip of the little girl's nose.

What are you waiting for?
Lian Cheng said that he was very confused, and before he had time to ask any questions, the man had already strode away.

——Is this really giving up on her?
Is she making too much noise?
Lian Cheng bit the corner of his lips, recalled that the man's actions just now did not have any sense of boredom, and he felt a little relieved.

The man didn't come back for a while, and even Cheng wanted to get up to ask, but at this moment the lights were completely dimmed, and the low singing that was still going on stopped, and there was a moment of commotion in the bar——

"What's going on here?"

"power cut?"

"Why so suddenly?"

……

Even Cheng was panicked, there was no one around her familiar in the dark, even if no stranger approached her, she still felt more uneasy after all.

Suddenly, melodious music sounded in the bar, and everyone was relieved. Lian Cheng followed the crowd to watch the changes. When the silent male voice lingered, Lian Cheng stood up instantly——

It was clearly the voice of the man who had just left.

"D'accord, il existait d'autres faons de se quitter
Quelques éclats de verre auraient peut-être pu nous aider
Dans ce silence amer, j'ai décidé de pardonner
Les erreurs qu'on peut faire à trop s'aimer
(Yes, we could have split the
A few cracks of glass could separate us
But today, in this silent sea of ​​suffering, I decided to forgive
All those wounds entangled with love)

D'accord la petite fille en moi souvent te réclam it
Presque comme une mère, tu me bordais, me protegeais
Je t'ai volé ce sang qu'on aurait pas d partager
A bout de mots, de rêves je vais crier :
(Yes, I call your name like a child sometimes
And you're like a mother by my side guarding me

I sneak into your life and occupy your heart

Now at the end of dreams and words I cry and wander)..."

Dots of dim yellow light scattered in every corner of the bar, obviously, this was the result of the man's prior greeting.

It was dim, and the center of the stage, which should have been the aperture, was now completely black, and I couldn't see anything clearly. Lian Cheng, who was standing in the corner, still stubbornly looked at the stage where the man was.

"..."Je t'aime, je t'aime"
Comme un fou comme un soldat
comme une star de cinéma
I love you I love you
Comme un loup, comme un roi
Comme un homme que je ne suis pas
u vois, je t'aime comme a
(I love you I love you

like a madman like a warrior
like a movie star

我 爱 你 爱 你

like a lone wolf, like a king

like my unattainable hope

You see, that's how I love you)
D'accord je t'ai confié tous mes sourires, tous mes secrets
Même ceux, dont seoul un frère est le gardien inavoué
Dans cette maison de pierre, Satan nous regard danser
J'ai tant voulu la guerre de corps qui se faisaient la paix
(Yes, I pour out all my joys and sorrows to you

and even tell you things that even the priest kept secret
in this stone house
satan watches us dance
Longing for each other's battle, the intertwined web of pain and pleasure)..."

The light spots scattered everywhere gradually merged towards the center of the stage, forming a dim circle of light, which waved away the darkness and landed on the tall and tall figure. It was a man with his head down, unable to see clearly face man.

Crazy, this man must be crazy.

Lian Cheng stared steadily at the man on the stage, with only this thought in his mind, even though the lights were dim, if there were caring people in the bar, they would naturally recognize him.

The man sang French songs before. It was a long time ago in front of her. Even later, when he took her to any place in their circle, he never saw a man speak again, and neither did Hou Tianyin and the others. People will make trouble with him.

French is a language full of romantic feelings. Every French word uttered from a man’s thin lips seems to linger on the tip of his tongue for a long time. charming.

"...Je t'aime, je t'aime
Comme un fou comme un soldat
Comme une star de cinema
I love you I love you
Comme un loup, comme un roi
Comme un homme que je ne suis pas
Tu vois, je t'aime comme a
(I love you I love you

like a madman like a warrior
like a movie star

我 爱 你 爱 你

like a lone wolf, like a king

like my unattainable hope

You see, that's how I love you)..."

The man on the stage raised his head slowly, most of Qingjun's face was covered by a silver mask, half of the white shirt was pulled out of the suit trousers by the owner, and the buttons on the neck were unbuttoned a few taels, revealing the man With a honey-colored chest.

The shirt is the representative of abstinence. The custom-made shirt fits snugly on the man, outlining the man's thin waist. The unbuttoned button locks the man's abdomen, and it seems that there are a lot of abdominal muscles in it...

The temptation, the strength under the temptation, at first glance, it seems that the solid muscles contain the imprisoned wildness.