"Well, why don't I sing a song for you." Zhou Qi joked.
"Okay." Yu Keqing smiled slightly.
Zhou Qi ordered the song "I love you so hard to say". "Woh...woh...yeh...yeh, I love you so hard to say. I don't know what to say, who...I love you so hard...
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It is undeniable that Zhou Qi's singing voice is very beautiful, as if he is reappearing a real person. While singing heartily, he makes affectionate movements in line with the lyrics, and looks at Yu Keqing from time to time.
Cheng Haochen watched from the side, sparks flying everywhere. The arrogance was simply more powerful than Taishang Laojun's Five Flavors True Fire.
He silently glanced at Zhou Qi who was singing, then stood up, took two glasses of wine, and walked towards Yu Keqing.
Yu Keqing watched him approaching and suddenly became nervous. She saw him every day, and although she was no longer a stranger to him, she really didn't want to show her familiarity with him in front of these nymphos, otherwise,
She really died without a burial place.
Cheng Haochen sat next to her and handed her a glass of wine, "Assistant Yu, why are you so bored here alone? Have a drink."
Yu Keqing took the wine glass a little awkwardly, smiled slightly, clinked the glass with him, and drank the wine slowly.
Cheng Haochen also drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, and then his eyes swept around her face, changing several different expressions.
Yu Keqing felt uncomfortable being looked at. She didn't know where to focus her eyes, so she could only look at Zhou Qi who was singing. In fact, her eyes were empty.
This move seemed to stimulate Cheng Haochen again. He turned his eyes to Zhou Qi, then turned back to look at Yu Keqing. His eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was no emotion in his voice. "You like to listen to singing?"
"Um...yeah." Yu Keqing was a little at a loss and nodded casually.
Cheng Haochen's eyes were still staring at her, and his narrow black eyes became increasingly deep and clear.
He suddenly said, "How about I sing a song for you..."You Are My Woman"?"
Yu Keqing felt her scalp numb instantly as if she had hit a time bomb. She panicked and stammered, "No... no need, Mr. Cheng."
"Do you think I can sing worse than a crow?"
"No" Yu Keqing blurted out quickly.
"What else is it?" Cheng Haochen chased after him.
"That..." Yu Keqing looked at her at a loss, unable to find a suitable reason for a while.