Chapter 381: Serving the Water Master Happy (11,500 Votes Supplement)

Shi Lei was speechless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It seems that this is really the case, no matter what agreement there is between Song Miaomiao and Wei Xingyue, the current relationship between the two can basically be regarded as rivals in love.

I send it to others to eat, and after eating, I go to help my rival in love, which seems to be unreasonable. If you follow the logic of the black card, this is simply a terrible transaction, and it is a transaction that can be directly erased.

"Then what do you want?" asked Shi Lei.

Song Miaomiao stretched out her hand, like a man flirting with a woman, and touched Shi Lei's face. After retracting his hand, he twisted his fingers lightly and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it, as if he was feeling the smoothness of Shi Lei's skin. This is not a woman at all, she is completely a prodigal son, right?

"Don't worry, it's still the same sentence, you have to make me happy tonight, Shui Ye is happy, and you know everything. Let's start here. That singer is almost finished, you sing a little song to Shui Ye first......"

Shi Lei was speechless, Nima, who is a man and who is a woman? Still singing a little song? Shi Lei suddenly had a feeling that a woman with a special profession in ancient times was about to be prostituted.

"Okay, okay, I don't tease you, I want to hear you sing a song, that's satisfying, right? I remember you seem to like folk songs. ā€

Shi Lei had to say: "You will analyze it with me after I finish singing?"

Song Miaomiao shook her head and said with a smile: "It's not that simple, you finish singing this song first, and then see my mood." ā€

At this time, the female singer on the stage also happened to finish singing, Song Miaomiao stretched out her hand, snapped her fingers, and said loudly: "Little pig, your brother-in-law wants to sing." ā€

Bai Shu ran over and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law wants to sing?

Shi Lei had to slowly walk into the spotlight and look at the two musicians beside him, who also looked at him with a smile.

"What song do you want to sing, sir?" asked the bald head who played the guitar in a low voice.

Shi Lei thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the rice shop." ā€

The girl in red had already put down her guitar, but when she heard this familiar prelude, she also smiled, walked to the side and pulled a chair, and after sitting down, she immediately used chords to match the bald head's play.

Shi Lei patted the microphone lightly, there was a popping sound in the speaker, and he found the rhythm, Shi Lei spoke: "In the rainy south in March, you are sitting in your empty rice shop, you are holding an apple in one hand and destiny in the other, looking for your own incense ......"

This song is relatively low, the tune is slow, of course Shi Lei doesn't have any good singing skills, it's just that the five notes are complete.

However, with the slightly depressing atmosphere here, the effect of this song is quite good, the two musicians and the girl in red felt a little surprised as soon as Shi Lei opened his voice, and he was originally a little worried that he would be able to sing absurdly, but now it is a kind of enjoyment.

Song Miaomiao sat in the corner, her hands on her cheeks, and looked at Shi Lei quietly. Her lips opened and closed, and she hummed softly with Shi Lei, and suddenly felt that this scene seemed to have appeared at some point.

"I'm really going to be planted in your hands in this life, obviously my voice is very average, and my singing skills are also sparse, but I really know how to pick songs, and I actually sing well. The corners of Song Miaomiao's mouth were lightly raised, she whispered to herself, with a smile in the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't help but have a slight ripple in her heart.

Soon, Shi Lei finished singing, and his eyes drifted to Song Miaomiao in the corner, meaning that this is okay, right?

There were bursts of applause in the room, half because of Shi Lei's identity as a "brother-in-law", and the other half because Shi Lei sang really well.

Song Miaomiao shouted loudly: "One more song." ā€

Bai Shu also immediately shouted: "Brother-in-law is great, let's do it again." ā€

Suddenly there was a jumble of voices in the room, and the children began to laugh.

Shi Lei was helpless, so he had to think about it and said to the musician next to him: "Model love letter." ā€

The bald head smiled slightly, and the prelude sounded, and the girl in red continued to cut in chords, and the drums appeared in the room sporadically.

"I am the oak tree you sit in front of the window, I am the book in your hand when you first shed tears, I am the candle you watched on a spring night, I am the clothes you wear in autumn......"

The effect was still good, so Shi Lei was asked to sing the third song, Song Dongye's zebra zebra, and finally got permission to end the singing and leave the stage.

Before stepping down, the bald head and long hair laughed together and said, "That's good." ā€

Shi Lei also smiled with them and returned to the table in the corner.

"Satisfied?"

Song Miaomiao was noncommittal, her eyes narrowed into a slit, less sassy on weekdays, and more delicate as a girl should be.

"Don't worry, besides, there's a show next, and the quiet time has passed. So, anyway, I'll wait until I'm done watching the show. ā€

Shi Lei was helpless, and the lights in the room changed, and the place where Shi Lei sang just now had been emptied, and I don't know why, two steel pipes actually stretched out on the ground, slowly going up.

The music sounded, it was a slow piece with an obvious drum beat, and then, the lights were bright, and Shi Lei noticed that where he was sitting, there were stairs behind him, and on the other side of the room, there were also stairs leading upstairs.

In the sound of music, footsteps sounded on the stairs on both sides, Shi Lei looked at the stairs on the other side, and saw several white girls wearing bikini swimsuits and tulle covers, walking down the stairs step by step from the stairs to the rhythm.

On the stairs behind his head was the sound of the same high heels stepping on the floor, no need to look, Shi Lei also knew that there were also a few foreign girls walking down the stairs here.

It's really very tall, after the girls walked downstairs, they contrasted with the people next to them, Shi Lei found that they were all about 1.8 meters tall, and when they put on high heels, they all went straight to 1.9 meters. Moreover, it is really long legs, so long that as Bai Shu said before, there are legs below the neck, even among foreigners, this is an extremely valuable landscape.

The girls walked to the two poles in the middle, and then, without the slightest lewd pole dance, appeared in front of everyone in the room.

Bai Shu and the children had already begun to whistle one after another, no matter how serious the performance was, just a group of dazzling girls with long legs and white skin was enough to make people's adrenaline rush.

Song Miaomiao was also excited, even if she said before that she was just messing around with lace, but for such a long time, she was more or less affected. Especially when she has a manly side in her personality, seeing such a blood-pumping scene, she suddenly acted like a man, put her fingers in her mouth, and blew a loud whistle.

Pulling Shi Lei, Song Miaomiao walked to the center of the room, and kept pointing: "That's good, tender, it's estimated that seventeen or eighteen? The skin is so white, I think I'm white enough, compared with them, it's just ashamed of myself." Shi Lei, how is it? The guinea pig is doing a good job, right? Do you think your eyes are almost unable to see? Which one do you like, tell Shui Ye, Shui Ye asked the guinea pig to arrange for you, let's play together at night......

Shi Lei was embarrassed and angry, and he almost wanted to kick Song Miaomiao to death, but now he had a request for help, and he didn't dare to make a big fuss, so he had to cooperate.

The performance lasted more than 30 minutes, and the girls danced very hard, and beads of sweat could be seen on their bodies. After the music ended, those girls didn't quit, they were directly pulled over by those various second generations, and they started drinking with chickens and ducks.