Chapter 907 (2/2)
It seems that the air outside is cleaner than that of Jiang's house!
Shengshi was chartered by Han Qilu. It was already in the air. Except for the staff, there was no one else.
”One of us is like summer, the other is like winter...”
Han Qilu walked past, the manager of Shengshi opened the door of the largest box, and the voice of an chuxia singing with Meng Xiaonan came from inside.
The manager trembled and ran away.
Han Qilu stopped at the door of the box, then closed his eyes slightly and sighed: ”nice to hear.”
His woman is the best in everything.
The corner of the manager's mouth trembled more severely, but he quickly echoed: ”it's just the sounds of nature.”
”Nonsense!”
Han Qilu picked his eyebrows and went in in a good mood.
Xiao mingluo shook his head: ”it's over. There's something wrong with music aesthetics.”
The manager laughed twice and whispered in Xiao mingluo's ear.
Xiao mingluo restrained the smile on his face and said solemnly: ”absolutely can't screw it up, or I'll smash your KTV!”
”Yes, yes, yes!” The manager nodded his head in a hurry, and Xiao mingluo began to smile again and walked in.
The door of the box was closed to block the music inside.
The manager wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, waved and took the two waiters to the other direction.
At the end of the song, the cute little man happily ran to Xiao mingluo and sat down: ”Hey! Big brother, how did I sing just now
Xiao mingluo raised a thumb: ”cow!”
It's almost out of tune except for a few times?
An chuxia a little embarrassed to go to Han Qilu side, slowly sat down.
Because she was too excited, she broke the tone several times. I'm really sorry to ask the same question as cute little man.
As soon as she sat down, Han Qilu suddenly said, ”well sung.”
An chuxia's face turned black, looking at Han Qilu's face.
She's serious. She doesn't seem to be making fun of her.
I don't really think she's a good singer, do you?
”Han Qilu.” She pulled the sleeve of Lahan Qilu: ”haven't you heard the original version of this song?”
”The last time this man had a concert, my mother dragged me to listen. Yes? You want to hear her sing? I can have someone call her agent Han Qilu squints at her.
”No, no, no, No.” Xia Chuan waved his hand.
Han thinks that she hasn't heard the original version of it yet
Maybe it's just because she sings it that it sounds good.
”Don't be polite to me.” Han Qilu fiddled with his mobile phone: ”it's just a phone call.”
”Not really.” An chuxia quickly grabbed his mobile phone: ”I'm just asking.”
Listen to speech, Han Qilu raises Mou to stare at her eyes carefully to see, see she is really not in polite just give up.
Xiao mingluo got up and ordered a Cantonese song. Meng Xiaonan enthusiastically supported him.
An chuxia stretched out his finger and poked Han Qilu's shoulder. He asked cautiously, ”are you not angry?”
Han Qilu a pair of black eyes squint: ”am I so stingy person?”
Isn't it?
”No, of course not,” she said with a dry smile. You are magnanimous, you are the most generous
Han Qilu sent out a cold hum from the tip of his nose: ”an Chu Xia, you have two words on your face that are against your heart.”
Have you been seen through?
”Han Qilu, do you have to be angry with me?”
”I said, I'm not that mean.” Han Qilu's face was a little darker, so he almost put the four words ”I'm very upset” on his face.
Today is the day to get back together with Meng Xiaonan and Xiao mingluo, so don't be unhappy.
An chuxia tilted his head to think about it and suggested, ”I'll sing you a song. Don't be angry again.”
”I said, I was not born...” Han Qilu's voice suddenly stopped, eyes staring at her: ”then you sing a” mouse love rice ”I'm not angry.”An chuxia's face turned black: ”this is the song of many years ago...”
”I like it.” Han Qilu cocked his legs, a pair of ”in addition to this song no discussion” expression.
After singing a song, Xiao Mingnan cheered! God! Europa
Xiao mingluo rarely appeared a little embarrassed. He turned his face and looked over here. Then he handed a microphone: ”seven records, do you want a song?”
Han Qilu put down his legs and took the microphone. The next second, the microphone was handed to an chuxia.
”Go ahead.”
Mice Love Rice
Love your sister!
An chuxia was about to repent. Han Qilu seemed to expect her to repent and put the microphone directly into her hand: ”an chuxia, it was you who put forward to sing to me.”
You can't regret it.
An chuxia wanted to cry without tears, so she had to stand up with the microphone.
”Let's go to the bathroom.” Xiao mingluo smiles and pulls Meng Xiaonan to his feet.
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