Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

The music in the room was already up, but after waiting for a long time, no singing was heard.

Jiang Zixing glanced at the screen, only to realize that most of the lyrics on the screen were past, turned his head, and saw the man, who was just staring at the screen in a daze for some reason.

Well, Jiang Zixing didn't study psychology, and she didn't have any rich experience in love, but after living for almost thirty years, she naturally saw more.

At first glance, it is really for the word love again.

However, lovelorn Well, what's the big deal.

She can only be regarded as her unrequited love, not like him.

To tell you the truth, a big man is so coy, always with a ghostly expression that he is afraid that others will not know that you are broken in love, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.

In an instant, with a snap, she directly put the half-drunk bottle of beer on the glass table in front of the sofa.

"Hey, Xiao Yufeng, let me tell you, you can't die from a broken relationship. When you come to this place, don't show me your annoying expression. I spent my wallet here, and I have to sing to my heart's content when I come here." If you don't like to stay in this place and don't want to sing, I won't force you, just treat it as my kindness, and you can see the direction of the door yourself, so you can go by yourself."

As she said that, she didn't bother to look at the man beside her who made her feel more depressed, so she directly picked up another microphone, picked up the remote control and tuned a song she liked.

Soon, when the mighty tune was remembered, the heroic singing voice also filled the entire room with an extremely high-pitched voice.

"The sea of ​​the motherland is magnificent and vast. I love the towering peaks on the coast, overlooking the sea like sentinels... ah... the navy soldiers are heart-to-heart to the party, ready to hold steel guns. Glory..."

Jiang Zixing, who had already taken off his military uniform, was only wearing a white T-shirt.

Coupled with her beautiful face, it is really hard to imagine that this is definitely a charming and gentle woman, so she chose such a song to sing.

This image is really very, very mismatched.

However, it's not that she can't sing well, in fact, she can sing very well.

When she spoke in a soft female voice, when she opened her voice, it seemed that there was a sense of enthusiasm that Cen Yan belonged to a soldier.

Maybe it has something to do with her current position, or maybe it has something to do with the sense of military duty instilled by her father since she was a child.

Because, obviously, it can be heard from this song that this woman has long been preparing to shed her blood for the country at any time.

People can't help but feel a sense of blood boiling.

It doesn't seem surprising to see this from a man, but it's really weird to see it from such a beautiful and delicate woman.

Xiao Yufeng, who was about to get up, sat back inexplicably when her singing stopped.

Slightly raised her head and tilted her head, looking at the woman who was singing and roaring into the microphone with an upright and serious face, a hint of deep thought flashed through her black eyes.

Now, he doesn't want to go home yet, instead of insomnia in the company, maybe listening to this woman's roaring voice here is better than being alone!

Therefore, Xiao Yufeng didn't leave, and while Jiang Zixing kept roaring and singing, he picked up the beer in the refrigerator and drank it alone.