Unfortunately, there was a knock on the door at this time.

The ambiguous atmosphere was immediately poked, and dissipated little by little, and the two pairs of eyes widened and narrowed.

Looking at each other for a while, Yan Yi pondered for a while, and reminded: "It may be my colleague who came."

Hearing that Song Jing didn't respond, she didn't move or speak, just looked at him quietly.But he was really angry, he had been looking forward to it for so long, and was disturbed every time, so it was so difficult to kiss him!

Seeing that Song Jing didn't respond, Yan Yi touched him again as a reminder.

Only then did Song Jing move, buried her head in Yan Yi's neck and rubbed it, and began to play rogue. "I don't care, you promised me last time," he muffled.

Yan Yi was silent for a while: "But they are waiting for us."

Then he added softly: "Later." After a slight pause, he changed his words, "At night."

At this moment, the door was knocked twice, and then Shen Zong's voice came: "Yan Yi, are you there?"

Hearing this voice, Song Jing paused slightly, and before Yan Yi was about to get up, he nibbled on Yan Yi's shoulder unwillingly, raised his head and asked, "He used to knock on your door too?"

Yan Yi shook his head, he was also a little surprised: "No, usually they are contacted by mobile phone."

Song Jing snorted softly, barely satisfied with the answer, then stood up and pulled Yan Yi up.

When Yan Yi went to open the door, he sat lazily on the bed.

Opening the door, Shen Zong was standing outside the door waiting.

"Boss Shen," Yan Yi greeted.

Shen Zong responded, glanced inside, met Song Jing who was sitting inside, and then said to Yan Yi in front of him: "I heard that there are no rooms, have you booked a room yet?"

"No," Yan Yi glanced sideways at Song Jing and said, "He sleeps here."

Hearing this, Shen Zong paused for a moment, then smiled and said: "If Song Jing doesn't mind, let him sleep in my room? I can squeeze with Xiao Yang, after all, the visitor is a guest," he glanced at Song Jing , the attitude is very polite.

Hearing this, Song Jing smiled softly, but didn't make a statement. He wanted to hear what Yan Yi would say.

Yan Yi also paused, and then said: "Ms. Yang's room type is similar to mine, so don't bother, Mr. Shen."

Now that Yan Yi has said that, Shen Zong can't say anything else, otherwise it will appear that he is meddling.After a moment of silence, he smiled at the two of them and said, "Okay, then you can make arrangements for yourself, they're starting to drink, come over when you're ready."

After saying hello, he left first.

Originally, Yan Yi came out to open a room for Song Jing, but now the drinking party had already started, and they didn't make people wait much, and followed Shen Zong to the KTV box in the clubhouse.

I don't know where the gang found the colorful flower sprayer. When the two pushed the door and entered, the colorful flowers gushed out and covered them all over. Then they were fined three glasses of wine.

But after all, Song Jing came as a guest, and they were too embarrassed to force him for no reason, they just wanted to let him have a drink.

The remaining two cups were naturally poured to Yan Yi's place. Usually, there is no chance, but this time I finally caught the opportunity and poured all my strength into the leader.

Not only Yan Yi, but also Shen Zong couldn't escape.

After finally drinking several glasses of wine, Yan Yi was let go, and he took Song Jing to sit on the corner of the KTV sofa.

After a professional singer was seated here, Mai Ba, who had been domineering on the microphone, suddenly lost his confidence in singing, and began to speak modestly: "In front of idols, I am ashamed to play tricks."

Hearing this, someone immediately complained: "You are really embarrassed. You haven't put down the microphone since you stepped into this private room. We won't sing anymore, so let's hold a concert for you alone."

"Don't, don't, don't," the man felt embarrassed when he heard it, and hurriedly handed the microphone to Song Jing, "Teacher Song, how about you play a song?"

"That's right, let Song Jing sing a song first, and let us feast our ears."

"Then Mr. Zhanyan's time is all for today. This is an SVIP seat for a concert worth tens of thousands of yuan."

"It's the first time I've heard a real live concert, and it's Teacher Song Jing's. After that, I can go out and play for a year."

Everyone praised it very much for their face. Hearing this, Song Jing glanced at Yan Yi: "Want to hear it?"

Yan Yi met his gaze sideways and nodded, "Yes."

Song Jing took the microphone and asked again: "What are you listening to?"

The box was noisy, and Song Jing and Yan Yi were next to each other again, so no one could hear what they were talking about.

Seeing that Song Jing took the microphone and planned to sing, everyone became excited and started singing one after another.

"Hey, Song Jing's "21 Seconds to Hit" is very hot."

"Actually, I really want to listen to the live version of "The Wind Passes". This song feels like it has a story. But it seems that Song Jing hasn't sung it very much except for the fact that it became popular at the beginning."

"Don't, don't, sing that new song, the one that has been ranked at the top of all major music platforms recently..."

Yan Yi's little assistant heard the twittering and arguing in his ears, shook his head speechlessly, and then complained to the sisters beside him, "If Song Jing is on business, the appearance fee for singing two songs will be seven figures, right? She confirmed, and then said disgustedly, "Look at this group of people who can't figure it out, is this sung for them? Just quarrel here!"

On the other side, Yan Yi thought for a while, and said, "Sing whatever you want."

Song Jing narrowed her eyes immediately, and said sharply, "Can't you tell me the name of my song?"

Yan Yi paused, his eyes flickered slightly.Just at this time, a colleague came to toast, so he picked up the wine glass on the coffee table, stood up and clinked glasses with them.

In his drinking room, Song Jing ordered "The Wind Passes" and took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the high chair in front of the standing microphone.

He had to let Yan Yi see his attitude, hum!

Seeing this, everyone applauded.

When the prelude to "The Wind Passes" came out, Yan Yi had just finished drinking. He put down his glass and became Song Jing's audience seriously.

When Song Jing's singing sounded, some people who were still whispering suddenly stopped their voices and became quiet.

He was the only one singing in the huge box.

Basically everyone here has heard "The Wind Passes", including Yan Yi, but it is the first time for them to listen to the live version.

Song Jing is indeed worthy of being a powerful singer. Even after being hacked for so many years, her status in the music scene is still unassailable.

Facts have proved that this is not unreasonable.

When the interlude part of the song was sung, everyone applauded and marveled.

Although Yan Yi has been praised by others since he was a child, he has long been calm about the general praise, but now he can't help but raise his lips when he hears everyone's praise for Song Jing. He realizes something rare pride.

The one who shines as soon as he sits on the stage is his boyfriend!

Yan Yi looked at Song Jing on the stage, saw him look up and glanced down, and gently applauded him.

Unexpectedly, Song Jing still didn't buy it, she snorted arrogantly when she saw this, and turned her eyes away, looking very difficult to coax.

childish!Yan Yi couldn't help laughing.

Of course, most people would not be able to see their subtle movements, and this could be considered a tacit understanding between them.It seems that no matter what time they are, it is easy for them to understand what the other party is expressing.

Yan Yi had heard the song before, so when Song Jing sang to the end of each segment, he knew Song Jing had changed the lyrics without looking at the screen.At the end of each paragraph, "I am no longer the kid who wakes up in the morning" has been changed to "I am still the kid who wakes up in the morning."

After he made such a change, the song that originally meant broken love was full of secret love.

But from the first time Yan Yi heard the lyrics, he knew when Song Jing wrote the song.

The windows, desks, notes, shirts, tree-lined avenues and paths to the south, these are all their real experiences.

This should have been a song representing secret love, but it was changed by Song Jing later.

Thinking of this, Yan Yi will inevitably think of the past, and also feel angry.

Obviously he was the one who was broken up, but Song Jing changed the lyrics again, and she also hated her first love openly and secretly, and even opposed him one after another when they reunited.

Just thinking about it makes me angry!

Yan Yi looked up at Song Jing again. He happened to be singing the last verse of the song while looking at him. His singing voice was gentle and the corners of his mouth were also gentle.

Song Jing's gaze was so focused and direct that many people began to sneak glances at Yan Yi.

At the moment, Yan Yi's mood is both sour and sweet. Today's Song Jing gradually overlaps with the 16-year-old little Song Jing. They are similar but not similar, making people love and hate.

But tenderness and love are always more powerful than hate, making his sour heart soaked in honey water instantly, making people firm and full of hope...

After singing Song Jing sat back beside Yan Yi, Yan Yi handed him a bottle of water, and he hummed.

Song Jing drank water and looked at the lyrics sung by other people on the screen. Although he didn't seem to have any expression on the surface, but from Yan Yi's perspective, he felt a little angry for no reason.

Just when Yan Yi caught sight of two remaining colored flowers on his hair, he raised his hand to brush them away, and then Yan Yi said, "I'll listen to it when I get back, and I'll repeat your playlist a few times."

Song Jing was essentially the same as before, especially coaxing, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up when she heard this.He deliberately remained silent for a while before he glanced over, and took the opportunity to make a request: "Then I'll sing it to you."

"Okay," such a simple request, of course Yan Yi had no objection.

Song Jing continued: "One song a day."

Yan Yi laughed, "Okay," he nodded.

Song Jing said again: "We meet when we have time, and call when we don't have time. We can't miss a day."

"Yes," Yan Yi agreed one by one.

Having fought for such a big right for herself, Song Jing was satisfied for the time being, and the small calculations in her heart settled down a little.

Usually at company gatherings, Yan Yi always wants to have a few drinks, after all, he knows how much he can drink.

This time, probably because Song Jing was here, everyone was very excited and ran over to respect him one by one.Yan Yi didn't refute their interest, and drank a few more glasses. Song Jing wanted to block the drink for him, but he refused on the grounds that he was "drunk".

It was difficult for Song Jing not to think about the word drunk, and he immediately thought of the time when the two of them were drunk, and now seeing that Yan Yi was a little drunk, he suddenly became distracted.

Yan Yi just drank the last drop of wine in the glass, probably really a little drunk, after drinking it up, he turned the glass upside down and spilled it several times to make sure that there was no drop of wine in the glass, and then carefully put the glass on the table .

Song Jing had been observing him, and poked his face when he saw this.

As soon as he touched him, Yan Yi turned his head sharply, his face was a little drunk, but his eyes were shining, "Why poke me?" He asked, his serious attitude looked like a serious child.

"Look at your cuteness," Song Jing teased him.

But Yan Yi didn't react when he heard this, and he looked very smart when he was drunk.

It was Shen Zong who was singing at the moment. Seeing Yan Yi turning his head to look at the screen and applauding the venue, Song Jing's bad intentions suddenly surfaced again.

He leaned into Yan Yi's ear and said viciously, "Brother, don't let us both get drunk at the same time." He paused for a while, his voice was low and slow, and he said in an ambiguous and charming way, "Are you worried about that happening?" One night?"

Speaking of the snow-white scene of that night, Song Jing couldn't help but flashed before his eyes, Song Jing's throat was astringent, and he swallowed.

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