Meng Fanhua likes to win.

He likes Meng Fanhua.

Whether she's glorious or lime time, he loves it.

In the end, they lined up a total of five times, and the venue was only on the fourth floor in total, and Hehe, Qiuqiu and Meng Fanhua actually met no less than six times, but these two guys easily avoided each other.

Qiuqiu said that she couldn't disturb them, but in her heart she just wanted to have more two-person worlds with Hehe.

Meng Fanhua didn't pay attention to it at all, Lin Ruhua was surprisingly accurate in public, he saw Qiuqiu every time, and the result was, of course, tacit.

Buddies chase girls and help each other.

Xun Baqiu's eyes are all, you know!

Eating, drinking, and having fun, tired of playing, Qiuqiu plans to eat and drink spicy food.

"I heard that there is an Internet celebrity shop here, but it seems that there are so many people that we probably won't be able to eat it. ”

"I heard, you didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

Qiuqiu smiled and twisted, "Hey, I feel it, what is delicious, we can't show up." There are too many people. ”

"You underestimate us, Hehe has a way to go through the back door, come, go one. ”

Don't dare to say anything else, in the catering industry of Z City, Xu Daxiao-sister, is considered V-VIP.

After a while, the store manager came out in person.

"Sister Xu is here, and the small shop is shining!"

The store manager greeted Xu He, and a few of them went directly into the well-decorated room.

"Are you going to drink?"

"Don't drink it. ”

Lin Bihua clearly remembered that he drank like a fool in Feng's hometown, and he was afraid that he would be embarrassed again, so he didn't drink it.

Meng Fanhua is particularly good at drinking joke poems.

"Xinfeng wine fights ten thousand, how many years is Xianyang Ranger!"

The boy refers to Lin Yihua.

He doesn't drink, and he is accused of being a teenager and looking happy.

"Hey, our Miss Meng has started literary and artistic young women again. ”

"Guess what song the flowers will sing later?"

"I guess it has something to do with love. ”

Meng Fanhua smiled but did not speak, and Ren Qiuqiu joked with Hehe.

And Lin Ruhua has always had watery eyes and gentle eyes.

Yesterday was like the flowing water, far away from me, and you can't stay away......

Qiuqiu smiled like a fool, is "New Mandarin Duck Butterfly Dream" a love song?

It is only the new people who laugh, and who hears the old people cry

The word love is so hard

Do you want to ask for an understanding or pretend to be confused

It is difficult to be content to know more and know less

Meng Fanhua sings very well, and she has a sweet voice after drinking.

Today's white shirt, hanging ponytail, holding a microphone in a retro singing voice, much like a popular singer in the 80s, unstained and fresh and refined.

Lin Yihua didn't know why Meng Fanhua liked this song, but He He knew.

In her songs, there are many old songs, and even the places selected are also, here, the decoration is elegant, retro.

Because she misses the old.

Maybe it's the trauma of being a child, she always attaches great importance to the things that were popular in the cardamom years.

The chapters that can't be turned over, and the dark clouds that can't be broken through.

When it was time for Hehe, Hehe asked Qiuqiu to guess what song she was singing.

Qiuqiu guessed a few, and Hehe shook his head.

Qiuqiu pushed the ball to Meng Fanhua, and Meng Fanhua gave He He a look.

The surround sound of the song sounded, and Qiuqiu squirted out a mouthful of wine, almost spraying on Lin Yihua's clothes.

Lin Ruhua was so frightened that he dodged for a while.

It turned out to be "New Mandarin Duck Butterfly Dream".

He spread his hands, where could he guess this Qiuqiu.

However, Lin Ruhua was not surprised at all, he had heard the single loop version of this song.

Meng Fanhua asked him to listen, and he spoke, I went, it turned out to be Cantonese, He Jiajin's version.

What I just sang was the new man laughing and the old man crying, but here it is:

Through the wind and snow moon

There can be results, and there can be fate.

The song is still the same tune, and after the lyrics have changed, the meaning is completely different.

Qiuqiu secretly sat next to Lin Ruhua and spoke cautiously.

"They sisters, why are they all like this...... It's overwhelming, and it's extraordinary, huh...... The fairy descends to earth. ”

Qiuqiu drank and began to speak incoherently, his eyes narrowed into a line, and there was only a figure of Hehe.

Lin Ruhua hid her drunken smile and stared at Meng Fanhua.

She sings well in everything.

Whatever.

Each flower enters its own eyes, Meng Fanhua is unique but contradictory and dazzling, and the high-profile publicity of the group is jealous.

He He is a jasmine flower growing among the thorns, fragrant alone, calm and firm and low-key and cold.

She doesn't want to attract bees and butterflies, but she blooms and butterflies come by herself.

Smelling fragrant, I can't bear to leave.