She held the pillow and changed her posture. A sweet smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Suddenly, she asked with a whim, "Can you sing?"

Bei Ming Yexuan let out a sound of a demonic aura, "Hmm?"

Yun Qing bent her beautiful red lips, "Your voice sounds so nice..." I can't tell where it sounds nice, but even my ears are about to get pregnant.

Perhaps because her emotions were really not very good, Yun Qing took that step unconsciously and made a request that she would never make when she was rational and calm, "...Is it okay to sing a song for me?"

The man paused for a moment, and his voice showed a gentle and deep pampering look, "Okay."

The wind blew in from the distant sea, and suddenly a song floated out of the quiet room.

"Broken my arms, I can still hug you; cut off my legs, I can still walk to you; without eyes, I can still touch you; without sound, I can still kiss you, without memories, I only like you..."

The singing, which was filled with bloody and terrifying atmosphere, was hummed softly by the man in a pun voice, without accompaniment, gentle voice, straightforward melody and tone, but indescribable warmth.

Yun Qing's back felt a dense chill, not only his legs were weak, but his body was even weak.

What song is this?

Before she could ask, the singing suddenly changed, and a strong sense of darkness overflowed.

"Cut off my hands, I can still imprison you; cut off my feet, I can still monopolize you; dig off my eyes, I can still feel your breath, lose your voice, I can still kiss your lips, delete my memories, I still only like you..."

Yun Qing opened her eyes wide and suddenly felt a hint of suffocation that made her heart beat.

She thought of Bei Ming Yexuan's exquisite face that was too extravagant and dazzling, and it was hard to imagine that a man who was so beautiful and gentle could sing such a bloody song.

His gentleness and kindness form a strong and sharp contrast with the bloody and dark lyrics at this moment.

As if he had noticed Yun Qing's emotions, Bei Ming Yexuan suddenly stopped, his tone seemed to be a little nervous, "...not good?"

"Good sound," although the lyrics were unexpected, no one could deny its beautiful sound. Yun Qing asked with her eyebrows, "What kind of song is this?"

The man paused for a moment before saying, "A love poem."

Yun Qing couldn't help laughing, and the depression in his heart dissipated, and a warm current surged.

A man probably can't sing and never sing, but he couldn't bear to refuse her request, so he had to bring out a love poem he had read to make up the numbers.

It sounds really nice.

Yun Qing thought, she would probably never forget that a man clumsyly sang a love song to her when she was in a bad mood to make her happy.

Her slender fingers pinched the soft pillow in her arms, and her smile was sweet, "Waiting for my gift."

Bei Ming Yexuan gently said "um".

After hanging up the phone, Yunqing got up and went into the bathroom to wash, changed into a beautiful red skirt, wore a thin windbreaker outside, and it turned into a rare shape, and walked out of the room exquisitely and beautifully.

Maoer looked at her radiant expression, held her little face and smiled, and ran over, "Madam Young, where are we going?"

Yun Qing smiled, "Go and make up for the gifts you didn't buy before."

After saying that, he walked out of breath.

The cat followed her, her eyebrows were curved and her eyes were moved.
Chapter completed!