Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

Then, Si Yuanzhen really walked over, took the microphone from the woman, sat on the round stool where the woman was sitting, stared at the woman sitting quietly in the corner, and sang:

How can you never find out that I love you

The throbbing frequency of the heartbeat burns my enthusiasm for this moment

I want you to know that my heart is very transparent but you never care

I love you deeply but you never look carefully

I gave you my heart without thinking

And the distance you keep is too mysterious, it's a problem

……

My suppressed heart is out of breath, every breath I take continues the breath of loving you

The city is full of neon lights, like your heart, confusing me, flickering, because I'm too deep...

He sang a Russian love song called "Heartbeat."

There is no wonderful soundtrack, only the rare sound of a man's subwoofer, with a unique charm and charm flowing slowly.

Deep and melancholy, full of affection in the silence, the dull syllables are like plucking heartstrings, sexy and hoarse, the low-key is full of power and energy that is exhausted, and the whole piece is full of enthusiasm Unrestrained and shocking.

Ye Jinwu didn't dare to look at him, but the eyes that were left on her, as if she had forgotten to take them back, as if they were old in time, still made her heart beat wildly.

In my ear is a man's straightforward, bold and passionate love song.

The man's voice was deep, magnetic, sexy, and pleasant. When he sang a Russian love song, it was in harmony with it, and the ending sound rose slightly, with a touch of flamboyance, making it even more enthusiastic.

She was irresistibly addicted.

At this time, the proprietress sitting beside her suddenly whispered: "He sings very well."

Not only does she sing well, she can literally make her ears pregnant.

Ye Jinwu's heart skipped a beat, she raised her eyes, and met the proprietress' eyes full of deep meaning, for some reason a trace of emptiness appeared in her heart.

The proprietress continued: "After tonight, I don't know how many women's hearts this song will win or break!"

Si Yuanzhen was holding a microphone, and slowly walked towards Ye Jinwu, her gaze was affectionate, and her love song was enthusiastic.

In the arena, the woman's eyes kept entangled with him.

However, his gaze was only entangled with her from beginning to end.

"Yes... is it?"

Ye Jinwu didn't know how to answer the words, Si Yuanzhen's gaze made her unable to hide, she raised her head and looked at him stubbornly, but she overestimated her self-control, and when she met his deep gaze, In an instant, she fell into it and couldn't break free.

The proprietress said again: "Many women love him madly, but his heart is not fraternal, it is even narrow and narrow, only the size of a utility room that can accommodate two, and he can put it in his heart. And only one woman."

The man in sight slowly squatted in front of Ye Jinwu, lowered his noble figure, lowered his noble head, and abandoned his identity and status. He said that he was fascinated by a woman, which is not an exaggeration.

Ye Jinwu was completely speechless, and quietly looked at the man in front of her. Time stagnated, time fled away, and the world was barren. Only the man's warm and affectionate songs lingered in her ears, lingering endlessly, and the man's gentle face, engraved in her heart, unforgettable.

This man Si Yuanzhen is a devil through and through.

It is the devil who tempts to fall into the abyss.

When holding the butcher's knife in his hand, he is full of murderous crimes, making people fearful.

When holding the carving knife in his hand, his mouth is full of infatuation and temptation.

When talking and laughing, the murderous intent is hidden, and the murderous intention is looming.

When singing lyrically, it is passionate and intoxicating.

However, this kind of strong contrast will make people have a kind of courage like moths to a flame. At this time, Ye Jinwu didn't realize that when the man said "a lifetime" to her, , she has fallen towards the abyss, and she is only one step away from hell. She is doomed to be unable to break free from the calamity of this life.

The song is over.

Everyone in the venue was intoxicated by the love song that was even more intoxicating than the rosemary at Scarborough Fair, and couldn't recover for a long time.

Including Ye Jinwu.

Si Yuanzhen looked at her seriously and attentively: "You are so beautiful, it makes me fascinated."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

Because everyone remembers that he said just now that the woman he likes is the one who fascinates him.

Ye Jinwu's face turned pale, and her heart was flustered. She was not good at rejecting others, especially in such an occasion, everything made her hesitate and embarrassed.

"Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom." She sat on the sofa and stood up in a panic, almost running away.

Standing in the dark corner of the restaurant from beginning to end, Ye Wan, who witnessed all this, was so worried that she could hardly breathe.

For a man like Si Yuanzhen, I am afraid that no woman can resist his charm.

What's more, the love life is blank. It seems that A Wu is so pliable and pure that she seems to be cold and rejected thousands of miles away. The bigger the price, the greater the price Ah Wu will pay in the future.

But can she really stop it?

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Ye Jinwu rushed to the bathroom, quickly closed the door of the bathroom, and leaned against the door panel as if she had collapsed, panting continuously.

The man's passionate love song, lingering in her ears, the gorgeous and hoarse voice that belongs only to the man, the low and sexy voice made her blood surge up uncontrollably, her cheeks were hot and hot, even if she didn't use it You can see how red her face is at this moment.

She rushed to the sink, turned on the faucet, poured a handful of cold water on her face, the cold temperature relieved her restlessness, and kept reciting the "Heart Sutra" silently in her heart.

After she finally calmed down, as soon as she opened the bathroom door, she saw Si Yuanzhen leaning against the wall next to the bathroom door, with a cigarette between her right fingers, and was puffing. A sluggish laziness.

Ye Jinwu's body froze.

Si Yuanzhen stretched out her finger and quickly snuffed out the cigarette butt.

His actions made Ye Jinwu's heart skip a beat. The burning temperature of a cigarette can reach 200-300 degrees, and he actually just snuffed out the cigarette butt with his bare hands.

Si Yuanzhen looked at her: "Is your health better?"

Ye Jinwu nodded lightly: "It's almost done."

There was a suffocating silence.

Si Yuanzhen took out the huanghuali wooden hairpin carved in the middle, took her hand and put it in her palm: "For you, this is the most perfect hairpin I have carved so far."

The light golden hairpin exudes a warm luster, delicate texture, elegant and beautiful, and a cluster of pear flowers on the head of the hairpin is vividly carved.

Ye Jinwu looked at it, thinking that when she first met in Lingji Temple not long ago, the wooden hairpin he cut was still as rough as a fire stick. In just a few days, he had already practiced such a proficient carving.

Obviously thoughtful.

The details are often the most touching women's hearts.