The Little Midnight Bride

"Yaoyao, you?" Huangfu Ye looked at Gu Xiaoyao who was completely immersed in his own world on the stage in shock, his eyes darkened involuntarily.Read novels on *Xiao*shuo*.com

She's absolutely out of order tonight, what's wrong with her?

The fiery atmosphere slowly slowed down because of Gu Xiaoyao's sad love song.

More and more people stood still and listened, and the slight sadness carried a kind of appeal that penetrated people's hearts.

Emperor Yan walked down the stairs step by step, his originally angry breath, because of her faint tone, went out quietly without him noticing. [

His gaze never left the girl standing on the stage who was venting her heart out, and there was a hint of pitifulness in that singing voice.

Emperor Yan subconsciously asked himself: Who hurt her?

She looks so fragile, but she wants to build a thick wall for herself.

As a result, he suddenly wanted to hug her tightly and bear all the sorrows for her.

His footsteps were faster than his brain's reaction, and before he knew it, he had strode onto the stage and walked to her side.

Gu Xiaoyao's little face was flushed, obviously drinking a lot of wine.

"Hi..." Gu Xiaoyao hiccupped, and there was a monstrous man dangling in front of her, and she couldn't see the figure clearly.

Gu Xiaoyao tried her best to shake her head, blinking her eyes again and again, trying to see who the handsome man in front of her was.

"Hi..." A mouthful of alcohol sprayed on Emperor Yan's chest, he frowned, and was about to raise his hand, but Gu Xiaoyao grabbed his shirt and leaned against his chest before him.

"You... hiccup... will you marry me... stay with me... I like you, I want you..."

Her voice echoed through the microphone on the entire dance floor. Emperor Yan supported her, but he didn't expect her to say such a sentence, obviously a little overwhelmed.

Huangfu Ye who was in the audience almost dropped his jaw when he heard her confession by grabbing the stranger. He hurried through the crowd to go up to the stage to pull the drunk woman down, but was stopped by two black-clothed bodyguards at the entrance of the steps .

"I like you... hiccup... we... hiccup... don't marry someone else... okay..." Gu Xiaoyao leaned all her strength on him, and Emperor Yan's chest was like a mountain, letting her I really want to lean on it.

Her tone of voice, choked with slight sobs, sounds... It makes people feel distressed.

"Fool, we were supposed to get married!"