Song Xiang spoke without thinking, and immediately realized that he had said something wrong.
Nian Anxi smiled and asked, "Can't Li Han sing with me?"
Wang Fuxue and others all thought that An Xi was teasing Song Xiang, but only Song Xiang could tell that her voice was cold.
"Miss Nian misunderstood." Song Xiang wiped her face, "I drank too much."
After saying that, she moved away a little.
Yan Han leaned next to her and raised his eyebrows just before she objected. Unexpectedly, she would rebel the next second.
"Li Han?" Nian Anxi called again.
Yan Han stared at Song Xiang's profile, waiting for her reaction.
In the end, Song Xiang just sighed and actually got up to help him choose songs.
"good."
He agreed and was applauded, and Nian Anxi's eyes were slightly surprised.
Only Song Xiang sighed in front of the karaoke machine.
You bitch, don’t you think you’re tone-deaf? When the time comes, you’ll be embarrassed by others, and you’ll be embarrassed by others.
She searched through the playlist, looking for two simple songs.
In her memory, Yan Han rarely listened to pop music. The reason she knew he was tone-deaf was because they had a dinner party in their office. This guy, a CEO, insisted on going with him. As a result, he spent the whole night in a box with a bad environment, making a fool of himself, and even
Revealing the fact that he can't sing.
Now that I'm fine, I'm actually seeking death myself.
"Any of Anant's songs will do." Nian Anxi appeared behind him at some point.
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment, "Song in German?"
"Yes, Li Han can sing."
Song Xiang nodded and clicked on the machine.
Nian Anxi was right, Yan Han really knew how to do it, and Yin actually didn't run away.
"These two are a perfect match." A little girl said in Song Xiang's ear.
Song Xiang didn't say anything, and naturally he didn't finish listening to the song. He took the wine glass and left quietly.
As soon as the box door closed, the music stopped.
She went to the second floor, stood in the corridor and said, "It's a perfect match."
It sounds awful.
Resting my chin on the railing, I happened to see the piano not far away.
She walked over quietly and found that there was no one there and the piano could be played.
There’s no one around anyway, so it doesn’t matter if you don’t play well.
She only knows the song Little Star, and she can play it intermittently.
After pressing the keys one by one, I was a little happy when I found that no one noticed.
"Two notes are wrong." There was movement behind him.
Song Xiang was startled and turned around.
Yan Han put one hand in his pocket and leaned against the railing with lazy eyes.
Song Xiang rolled his eyes, "Impossible, I'm right."
Yan Yanhan clicked his tongue, put down his wine glass, walked over with his long legs, and looked at Song Xiang condescendingly.
"You play it again."
Song Xiang snorted and started playing.
"Is this the right pronunciation?"
She was halfway through playing when Yan Han suddenly reached out his hand, passed around her chest, and pressed a key.
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment and realized that she was being hugged by him.
Suddenly, a memory came to mind.
She doesn't know how to play a musical instrument at all, but now she can play one or two short pieces on several instruments, all of which were taught by Yan Yanhan.
The way he taught her was...
His face turned red.
Yan Han lowered his head and could immediately catch the color behind her ears.
"That's right?" He leaned closer and his breath just fell on the tip of Song Xiang's ear.
Song Xiang gritted his teeth, "Wrong... wrong..."
"Then play it again. If you really don't know how to play it, I'll teach you again."
boom--
The exact same conversation, the previous memories came flooding back like a tide.