my mysterious boyfriend

Chapter 22
My heart is completely messed up, I don't know what Yu Minghui wants to do, but he is a private guest after all, so I can't keep my face black.

With a forced smile, I took a look at the song request card that was placed beside him. It was written in flamboyant fonts: "Please look at me affectionately and sing "The Moon Represents My Heart" ten times."

I'm just totally out of sorts.

The customers who came to the bar to order songs before did have some special requirements, such as blessing someone before singing, toasting after singing, etc., but it was the first time that I was so brazenly asked to look at me affectionately.

There is a lot of grass and mud horses in my heart, but I can't express any emotions. I told myself in my heart, just treat Yu Minghui as an ordinary guest, those so-called heartbeats, go to hell for the time being!
After adjusting my sitting posture, I suppressed my nervousness and tried my best to let my eyes fall on Yu Minghui's face calmly, and I opened my mouth to start singing.

However, the first sentence, I can't stand it at all.

I really can't help but have to be affectionate, but I have to pretend to be calm and sing to a man with a lot of feeling, you ask me how much I love you.

Putting my hand on the position of the sound hole of the guitar, I watched Yu Minghui say nonsense words in a very sincere tone: "Mr. Yu, I'm sorry, I can't do what you ask. I can't be normal if I have to watch you all the time." play and sing."

From a distance of nearly one meter, I could still clearly see a very bright smile on Yu Minghui's face. His fingers curled up and he tapped lightly on the bar a few times. He said abruptly: " Come out."

Carefully putting the guitar aside, I walked out with small steps slowly and stood in front of Yu Minghui. I slightly lowered my head and said respectfully, "Mr. Yu, what can I do?"

I had just finished speaking when Yu Minghui reached out and brushed my hair abruptly.

A strange feeling was constantly rushing in my atrium containing my small heart, and I became more and more panicked. I took a step back to avoid Yu Minghui's hand, and asked in a trembling voice: "Mr. Yu, what are you doing?" for what?"

Yu Minghui's hand hung in the air in embarrassment, and he took it back after a while, and said lightly: "I don't want to do anything, I just want to see if the wound on your face is healed."

I groaned, and retreated habitually, burying my head even lower. After a while, I said dryly, "Thank you for your concern, it's all over."

The atmosphere froze again.

The two stalemate in silence for a while, Yu Minghui stood up suddenly and said: "If you can't sing to me, then come and have a meal with me."

When I came out of the bar, I saw Hu Datao guarding the door. Whenever he saw Yu Minghui, he would nod and bow his head. Brother Hui, Brother Hui, kept shouting.

Glancing at Hu Datao with indifference, Yu Minghui said flatly, "Okay, go get busy."

Hu Datao ran away quickly.

I really want to ask, Yu Minghui, what is your origin? Why do you call you Brother Hui? You must not be a gangster!

But I can't ask.

I know that being curious about a person is because I am interested in this person.And Yu Minghui looks very smart, he must also understand this truth.

So I pursed my lips, desperately suppressed the surge of curiosity in my heart, and walked slowly side by side with Yu Minghui.

Not long after, Yu Minghui walked into a well-decorated western restaurant.

I became more and more cramped, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow his pace.

It seemed that he was a regular customer, so when he walked in, a bunch of waiters kept saying hello to him. He nodded to those waiters expressionlessly, and then said to the girl who looked like the foreman, "Xiaona, I'm sitting here." Second floor, I don't want to be disturbed tonight, you can arrange it."

(End of this chapter)