Cousin fierce

"Come on, I have to sing for everything today, but we have never heard you sing before!" Xia Xia squeezed in, ruining Wang Xifeng's good deed.

If you know how difficult it is to make Jia Baoyu impulsive, can't these people be considerate?Wang Xifeng's heart was full of resentment.

It's a pity that they just don't understand and don't want to understand.And take pleasure in destroying good things.

When Jia Baoyu was pulled up, Wang Xifeng stretched out her hand to stop her and said, "She can't sing, I'll do it!" What's more interesting, if a woman like Wang Xifeng who has become a master of wheat goes up, what's the point?

Wang Xifeng was dragged off, while the poor and helpless Jia Baoyu was dragged onto the stage by a few powerful T's, the microphone was stuffed into her hand, and everyone stepped back, giving her a stage to show herself.

"Sing, sing, sing and cry, come into my sister's arms!" Li Zisheng said while laying his chest, looking drunk, probably already drunk, her fiancé supported her body, and was unfortunately caught She was hit in the face.

The next song is Eason Chan's rubbish, and it's also a Cantonese song, just waiting for her to not make a fool of herself.

The rhythm sounded, although Jia Baoyu held the microphone cautiously, under the eyes of everyone, he opened his mouth to sing.

"If I'm half a piece of waste paper, let me turn into a butterfly If I'm an empty jar, I'm determined for you...wasted by you, buried alive by you, make you happy, let me collapse, bloom for you, decadent In, that obsequiousness..."

"Didn't you say that Jia Baoyu of your family can't sing?" The person next to him was shocked by the good quality singing on the stereo, and turned to question Wang Xifeng.

Wang Xifeng is still in this dizziness, why didn't she discover another advantage of her baby, she really is a model of hiding, she never said that she can sing, but she never said that she can't Singing, the difference is that she can sing but doesn't need to show it.

When Jia Baoyu sang, she stood like a bamboo on the stage. Her hand was stiff and stuck in her trouser pocket, which made people feel that that hand was redundant and her image should be ignored. The DJ behind kindly turned off the lights, leaving She sang quietly in the dark, and her singing voice was beautiful, and the slightly lowered female voice sounded comfortable, and she spoke Cantonese very standard, with almost no flaws.

Wang Xifeng's fingers caressed her long hair, and the long hair was like a waterfall, sliding away from the fingers, just like this voice, flowing silky.

Quietly, ran into the heart.

Wang Xifeng wondered if she was singing to her alone, so many people were listening, but the only audience she wanted was herself?

Forgive her narcissism, but her heart so desires.

It was only in the dark that Jia Baoyu calmed down. The blood that ran to the brain flowed back to the heart and fingers, and the trembling fingers stopped.

She looked in the direction of Wang Xifeng on the left, seeing that she was looking at herself, staring at herself.

She is not used to appearing in front of others, but now she is in Wang Xifeng's eyes, which accommodates her alone.

She is satisfied.

After singing, surrounded by applause, she quickly ran to Wang Xifeng's side, her heart beating violently.

She almost knocked a hole out of her chest, she was afraid that her heartbeat would be so loud that others could hear it.

"You sing really well!" Wang Xifeng praised.

"Do you like it?" Jia Baoyu cared about Wang Xifeng's feelings.

"Believe me, if you are a street performer, I will definitely listen to you singing by your side, and then go home with you at night." Wang Xifeng leaned into Jia Baoyu's ear and said softly, just like those who were The sound of the flute attracts like a mouse that has lost its soul.

"What are you two whispering?" Someone came in, and Wang Xifeng said: "We are talking about love, do you want to join in?"

"Thank you for my broken love recently. I'm not interested in your love. You guys talk, I'll run away!" The makeshift person left, Wang Xifeng wanted to take her away, and signaled her to leave with his eyes, Jia Baoyu looked around. They were all busy with their own affairs, presumably there was no need to stay, so they sneaked out with her.

"The two of them escaped." Maozi said, pointing at the backs of the two at the door.

"They went to do what they did, do you want to follow?" Ziyi's guy raised his eyebrows and said.

"Oh..." Everyone said the same tone.

What I love to do... I hate this kind of thing the most.

完结

75.

When I got home, the lights were not turned on, the sky outside the window had no light, and the house was deserted. The small room was filled with the smell of food, but when I walked to the kitchen, I found that the food had cooled down.

It's been a long time since the meal was cooked, and she should have been waiting for a long time, but she was too lazy to wait because she came back late.

The cooled meals are placed on the table, and the table is full of dishes.

She should have spent the afternoon doing it and then waiting at the table for her return.

After getting along for nearly four or five years, I found that her hobby is nothing more than making arrangements, making arrangements for food, clothes, life and even life for herself, and arranging her own world in an orderly manner, and it seems that she is giving everything.

Looking at the brightly lit room next door, Jia Baoyu felt that the place was too quiet and deserted.