Attack of the Adorable Kid

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Yan Yan has a good voice. When she speaks, she is soft and sweet. As long as she is a little bit sweet, she can melt people's hearts.

So when she was the fattest, if she only heard it, everyone would think she was a stunning beauty.

It was also because the sound was so nice and in sharp contrast to the image that she had received so much ridicule before.

Many people think that her figure and appearance are not worthy of a good voice.

Yan Yan picked up a guitar and sat on the high pedals. Gently glanced at the audience, Mu Ershao, Mu Ershao was talking to a brother next to him, apparently did not put Yan Yi's talent in his eyes.

Yan Yan did not look at Bo Yan in the corner. From beginning to end, he was treated as a transparent person.

But she could feel a gaze that couldn't be ignored, falling on her from time to time.

When I used to like him, he was always worried about his feelings. His every move, every word, even a smile, could make her heart ripple.

Now thinking about it, Yan Yan only feels ironic.

Yan Yan plucked her fingertips on the strings and issued a heavy buzz, and there were a few male brothers cheating, "What age is it to sing for fun, it might as well be just as exciting as just pole dancing!"

"Sister, why don't you sing and come and show you a fork?"

"Looking at a young age, it's still a baby!"

Yan Yan is not affected, her legs are bent, her other leg is on the ground, holding the guitar, her lips are opened.

She sang a song of Teresa Teng, the strings rang, and when she sang the first sentence, Mu Ersha, who was originally unconscious, and several other sons, couldn't help looking at the stage.

The woman on the stage, in a black chiffon skirt, lowered her head slightly, could not see her eyes, she could only see her small and smart face and fresh features.

I want to sing for a while and hide my face. The perfect combination of purity and **** has a taste of retro old Shanghai.

In particular, her voice interprets Teresa Teng's song, so don't have a charm.

The original noisy painting style in the box was gone, everyone was quiet, and was brought into the voice of Yan Yan.

There was a dead silence in the audience, and there was only her beautiful strings and pleasant singing.

Strings of notes, like a spring breeze, blew into people's hearts.

In the corner, Bo Yan did not immerse herself in the beautiful singing voice of Yan Yan. Seeing the eyes of those younger brothers falling on her, Qingjun's indifferent face was so gloomy that it could shave a layer of frost.

After singing a song, Yan Yan came down from the stage.

Mu Ershao glanced at Bo Yan in the corner and quickly got up to meet him.

Just when Mu Ershao's hand was about to meet Yan Yan, a loud noise suddenly sounded.

Bo Yan toppled the coffee table in front of him, with expensive wine, fruit plates, wine glasses, and broken it.

Some fragments flew over several women on the sofa, screaming.

Mu Er embraced Yan Ye's shoulder and whispered in her ear. Yan Ye was a little surprised, but then smiled slightly, "Okay, I cooperate."

Mu Ersha called the waiter and poured two glasses of wine.

"Brother Bo seems unhappy, you have to respect him for a glass of wine." Mu Ershao led Yan Yan to Bo Yan.

Bo Yan leaned on the sofa, playing with a lighter in his hand, and lighted it from time to time. The faint blue flames set off his handsome and indifferent silhouette.

Yan Zheng didn't miss a layer of haze covering his eyebrows.

why?

Because she and he haven't divorced yet, do you think she lost his face?

He taunted and laughed in his heart, and he never cared about her, so how could he humiliate.

Yan Yan handed the wine to him, lowered his eyebrows, and without the pain and heartbreak of the break that day.

"Mr. Bo, please forgive me if it offends you." Then she drank the liquid in the cup.

Mu Ershao interjected in the side, "Brother, the girls all respect you, you can't afford to lose face too, right? Miss Yan will cry."

Bo Yan thought that she was crying with tears that day, frowned, didn't think much, and drank the liquid in the cup.

No one noticed that there was a delicate light in Mu Ershao's eyes.

...

After Yan Yan toasted, he found an excuse to go to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the washstand, she looked at herself in the mirror with a slight look of expression.

A few minutes later, she received the message: It's done, you can go to see your dad tomorrow.

Yan Yan closed her eyes, and a drop of crystal tears slipped out of her eyes.

She didn't expect that she and Bo Yan had reached the level they are today!

...

Bo Yan felt that his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them. My head hurts, as if I had been hit with a heavy hammer.

The shirt buttons on his body seemed to be untied one by one.

That feeling made him offensive and uncomfortable.

Mu Ershao half kneeled beside the bed, looking at the man lying there, frowning, and writhing in pain but struggling but couldn't wake up, with a gentle smile on his lips. The closest person. "

He has unbuttoned the last button on his shirt. Looking at his evenly distributed texture and barrier-like abs, Mu Ershao couldn't wait to touch it.

Just before they met, the man on the bed opened his eyes sharply.

Mu Ershao was shocked.

But soon calmed down, there was medicine in the glass he drank, and even if he woke up, he would have weak willpower, treating him as the person who likes to want to go to chuang.

Just when Major General Mu Er imagined things very well, Bo Yan's blurred eyes suddenly pressed the mechanical watch on his wrist, only to see a sharp sharp knife pop out, and he made a fierce stroke on his arm, splattering blood Gush.

The pain made Bo Yan awake for a moment.

Mu Ersha was shocked to see his fast and fierce movement.

Bo Yan leaned on the bed, her vision was still a bit blurred, looking at the person in front of her, and unconsciously whispered in her thin lips, "Hmm ..."

Mu Ersha was shocked when he heard the word "婳 婳". Bo Yan likes the person who wants to go to chuang.

As far as he knows, doesn't he hate Yan Yan the most? The two have broken up, how could he still think of her?

"Bo brother, what's so good about women, they are cool in nature, ruthless in worshipping gold, or we men are better ..." Mu Er had a pain in his neck before he finished speaking.

Bo Yan scratched his neck.

"Musi, it turns out that you are gay, you want to set me up, you haven't got that ability yet!" Before Bo Yan got out of bed, he kicked Mu Ershao fiercely again.

Mu Ershao didn't expect that his willpower was so tenacious. After falling to the ground, he laughed and laughed, "Yes, what about being gay? Is it illegal? I just can't get used to my old man, and praise you in front of me all day long. Excellent and capable, do you not rely on women to wipe out the Yan family? "

"It's just that I didn't expect that you actually like Yan Yan! Oh, tonight in this bureau, besides my participation, there is also your little wife. I know you won't drink in entertainment places, so I let your little Co-wife. She hates you now. In order to meet her father, she would rather cooperate with me to set up this bureau rather than ask you for a point. How sad you look at you! "

When Bo Yan heard Mu Ershao's words, his chest suddenly seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, which made him breathless.

Qingjun's indifferent complexion was so gloomy that he coldly spit out two words, "Yan, 婳!"