Slightly warm, I'm super sweet

Chapter 148

Before Chen Si had time to chew on her words, Qian Yi had already stepped onto the stage.

He didn't bring a guitar this time. After all, the original arrangement of this Chinese-style song is the best.

Yan Qingqing was holding a microphone in the background, ready at any time.

In fact, it is just to help sing a sentence or two, so there is no need for special running-in and preparation.

The two of you can discuss where to go.

But she was still nervous.

After all, it's my own song, so I'm really afraid that I can't sing it well.

At this time, a hand was placed on her shoulder, and with a little effort, it was as if he wanted to hold her in his arms.

Yan Qingqing followed that white, nearly transparent hand with distinct joints, and saw Shen Si's expression was natural, as if he had no sense of self-consciousness about what he had done.

The microphone was about to be turned on, and Yan Qingqing didn't dare to speak at this time, so he could only endure it.

Qian Yi's voice had a sense of narration, and he outlined the scene just after singing a few lines.

"A wild store in Guanwai, no fireworks, no way for customers to sleep. When the cold comes to the sleeves, who will add two for me. The snow will change on the third and fourth, the wind will not decrease, and it will blow all night..."

Yan gently listened fascinated.

Suddenly, the hand on the shoulder exerted force, causing her to stagger and fall on Chen Si's body.

She was so startled that she almost screamed, but only let out a low cry after desperately suppressing it.

Fortunately, the microphone hadn't been turned on, otherwise Qian Yi's performance might have been ruined.

She gave Chen Si a hard look, and was afraid that what she said would affect Qian Yi who was on the stage.

The little girl's wide-eyed frown didn't seem to be angry at all, without the slightest deterrent force, it was more like she was lying in his arms and acting like a spoiled child.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and seeing that her eyes were no longer on Qian Yi, he obediently embraced her and did not move around.

"Who will reveal the red ink on the old couplets..."

While singing this line, Qian Yi glanced at her and smiled slightly, the dimple at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

Yan gently pushed the switch of the microphone up and took a deep breath.

"I search for you thousands of times, from sunrise to dusk, I go up and down all over the rivers and lakes. I search for you thousands of times, and you grow and die every year, but you are never in a place where the lights are dim."

Every word and sentence is full of emotion, and after singing, there is still an aftertaste lingering in my heart.

Rather than saying that she was looking at Qian Yi, it would be better to say that she was looking at the distant scene in the song that she saw.

But in Shen Si's view, she was looking at Qian Yi, and it was affectionate and lingering.

At this time, countless such idioms popped up in his mind, each of which made him very unhappy.

His hand slipped onto her waist at some point, and with a little ingenuity, he directly turned her around.

The two people who were standing side by side suddenly met each other's eyes.

Yan Weiqing was still immersed in her own world, it was very deep.

Shen Si's sudden movement startled her.

Fortunately, the moment Shen Si moved, she immediately turned off the microphone, otherwise the audience would have heard her screams.

When she was forced to turn around, she had no place to concentrate, and she fell forward, subconsciously wrapping her arms around his neck firmly to prevent herself from hitting him directly.

But the result is the same, she is now like in a shoujo manga, being held by his waist, and she is hugging his neck tightly, the height difference of nearly thirty centimeters makes her have to look up at her, and directly Bump into the bottomless eyes.

The strange thing is that the imagery in the song just now was not interrupted by his actions.

He is in the dimly lit place.

　Taking advantage of others' danger, Shen Hanhan: My daughter-in-law took the initiative to hug me (￣￣)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)