Singer B's voice, paired with the playing of Blue Flame, is called an effect out of the group.

Many of the girls who stopped took out their mobile phones to take pictures, accompanied by exclamations, "That blue-eyed is so handsome!" ”

If some can hear the clues, applaud singer B's singing.

For a while, the lively atmosphere was completely different from the party.

Blue Flame hadn't played a guitar in years, and now her fingers were a little rusty. However, he guessed that few of the people present could tell where he played wrong. When he first learned the guitar, he thought that if he starved to death one day, he would carry the guitar and wander the world, maybe he could support his family.

Unexpectedly, I am really so poor now.

Due to the increase in the number of onlookers, singer B gradually became excited. With his surging singing and swaying body, he seemed to be in the spotlight.

The audience's emotions were aroused, and several clapped their hands in agreement.

After that, the applause lasted for a long time.

Blue Flame was very quiet, and the noise around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. He lowered his eyebrows, his gaze fixed on the score, and did not glance at the crowd. Such a cold appearance made the eyes of many girls and children linger on his face frequently.

Yin Xiaodao completely duck listens to thunder. Blue Flame can cook, and she thinks it's already very powerful. I didn't expect him to play the guitar.

She once thought that Lan Yan's days were boring, nothing more than sleeping.

I see, not.

Yin Xiaodao paid attention to the expressions of the surrounding audience.

It stands to reason that the enemy is in the dark, and Blue Flame is really not suitable to gather popularity in public. She didn't understand if he was really not afraid of death.

At this time, a girl standing next to her happily discussed with her friend, "How much money do you say is better for him?" ”

Her friend hesitated, "Twenty." ”

Girl A immediately retorted, "It's too little." ”

"The one in front, I only gave ten yuan."

"This one is so handsome, give it fifty." When Girl A spoke, her eyes never left Lan Yan, "It's really not easy to be handsome now!" Her voice was filled with suppressed excitement.

Yin Xiaodao was a little puzzled. Looks are given by parents, what is not easy.

She fixed her gaze on Blue Flame's face.

His usual expressions were rich, joyful, angry, and sorrowful, flashing one by one. It's rare to be so cold now. It seems that the longer she lives with him, the more she feels that his essence is not bad.

After finishing a song, Girl A walked up to Lan Yan with a smile and asked him if he could take a photo with a red face.

"I'm sorry." He smiled, and the setting sun reflected in his eyes, covering his face with a pale yellow.

Girl A was embarrassed. She threw fifty dollars into her guitar bag and asked again.

Blue Flame's answer is the same.

In the end, Girl A, with a disappointed face, retreated to her friend's side.

Singer B looked at the banknote and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. When he used to play and sing, most of the things he received were a few dimes, and even the five-yuan bill rarely appeared. In comparison, these fifty dollars are really a lot of money.

Lan Yan was in a good mood and played four or five songs.

Most of the people who stopped for him were women.

There was also a girl B who shoved the money directly into his hand. After returning to the audience, Girl B's friend chirped, "Wow, pulled his hand!" ”

Girl B smiled shyly at the coaxing of her friends.

Lan Yan was as gentle as before on the surface, but he was not very happy in his heart, and he wanted to wash his hands immediately.

As he was about to leave, the singer thanked him repeatedly. After hesitating for a few seconds, Singer B bent down to pick up the fifty dollar in his guitar bag and handed it over. "Thank you very much."

Lan Yan was not polite and accepted it directly.

At first, he just didn't like Singer A winning with his face. Now he calculates that he will earn nearly two hundred yuan by playing a few tunes indiscriminately.

You can go to the vegetable market and buy a few meat ribs to feed that stupid man.

After Lan Yan walked a distance, he turned his head and asked, "Sword guard, do you think I can earn your food money by performing like this?" "Her appetite has put him under a lot of financial pressure.

"I don't know." As always, Yin Xiaodao replied.

Lan Yan glared at her fiercely, "If you weren't so able to eat, how could I have worked so hard to get to this point." "Anyway, he is also the title of the second young master of the Lan family to the outside world, and he is so poor that it is really sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who hear it. He fantasized that if he came out to perform every day, he could mix thousands of yuan a month. Coupled with the basic salary of the factory manager, it can also cope with the rent and daily expenses.

I just don't know if the chance of getting a headshot is several times higher if it appears so blatantly.

To be honest, there is a fool who follows him every day, and he doesn't want to die so early now.

Performing arts may only be done occasionally.

Yin Xiaodao looked at him, "Coarse tea and light rice are also fine." "He bought all the big fish and meat on his own initiative. Obviously, he wanted to eat it himself.

"Then you can eat clear soup and rice." Lan Yan was right, "It's time for me to grow my body, and my nutrition should be balanced. ”

"Okay." As long as she can eat enough, she is not picky.

The corners of his mouth curled with a smile, "Sword Guard, how did you grow like this?" "It's so stupid that he wants to bully all the time. Seeing her unsmiling and old-fashioned appearance, he really couldn't restrain himself from being poisonous.

Because, bullying her will make him feel good-

Since he made money today, Lan Yan bought a lot of vegetables and went back.

When passing by the market near the community, I saw an old woman from other places selling mugwort cakes.

Lan Yan had never eaten it before, so she was curious, so she bought a dozen as an after-dinner sweet.

It was this curiosity that made his stomach bad.

At the moment before the commotion, Lan Yan was watching a prime-time dog blood drama in the living room. He nibbled on the watermelon and crossed Erlang's legs, which was very comfortable. In the next second, the stomach began to roll strangely.

He covered himself and looked into the bathroom.

Yin Xiaodao is taking a bath inside.

She bathed quickly.

So he thought it would be okay to endure it for the time being.

However, the colic came suddenly, accompanied by a "cooing" sound.

Blue Flame didn't have time to analyze what he had eaten wrong. He took three steps and two steps, rushed to the bathroom, and slammed on the door, "Knife guard, have you finished washing!" "He thought he could yell out. But when he spoke, it was Douyin.

"Hmm." Yin Xiaodao turned off the shower.

"Quick...... I can't! He was annoyed that he hadn't rented a two-bathroom house in the first place.

When Yin Xiaodao heard this, his heart sank, thinking that he had been attacked. She didn't have time to wipe her half-wet body, so she put on her coat and jumped over to open the door.

The door opened.

Lan Yan half-bent over, covering his abdomen, with a thin cold sweat on his face, he trembled his lips and said, "I...... To go to the toilet ......"

She relieved herself, nodded, and made way for him.

He hurried in, closed the door and went straight to the toilet.

When he was done, Lan Yan sighed. It's just a little bit close, it's really a shot.

After he sighed, he sat down and didn't want to get up for a while. As his gaze swept over the shelves, something caught his eye.

It was a chest wrap.

Blue Flame squinted, looking closely.

It is evident that it is thick cloth. Long curl.

It's hard for her to endure such a hot day.

Lan Yan tried to remember what Yin Xiaodao looked like when he was not wearing a chest wrap just now. But I can't remember it at all.

He was only concerned about the pain at that moment.

After Lan Yan finished washing his hands, he shook off the water in his hand. After drying it with a tissue, he went over to pick up the chest wrap.

His expression was one of disapproval.

There are still people who use this thing in the current era. It's really a hill that has been forced into a pit.

He put the chest wrap back in its place and walked out of the bathroom.

Yin Xiaodao sat on the sofa with her back to him, and when she heard the door open, she turned around.

"Knife guards." Lan Yan spoke weakly, "You don't have any water and soil unsuitable, huh?" Since he called Xincheng, he has formed an indissoluble bond with the toilet.

"No, it won't."

"How many mugwort cakes did you eat?"

"Four."

"Grass! What an iron stomach, there is no. "Could it be that he usually eats too healthily, so he can't resist toxins? Isn't that a chef's sorrow?

Blue Flame half-fell into the couch, one hand resting on his forehead.

Yin Xiaodao looked very weak when he looked weak, so he leaned over and gave him a pulse.

His eyelids lifted slightly.

When he saw that her chest was flat before, he directly regarded her as a man's wife. Now she didn't wrap the thick fabric, only her coat. Looming, you can see a hill inside. The bud/lobe in the middle seems to be soft.

Yin Xiaodao grabbed his wrist and didn't say a word.

He moved his gaze to her face.

She looked at his face too.

"Let go of me!" He's fierce again.

Yin Xiaodao let go of his hand, but still stared at him.

He lost his temper, "What are you doing! ”

"Your Excellency is bleeding from your nose."

The blue flame of "......" stood still for a full six seconds.

Then he lifted his finger and touched his nose.

Six seconds later, he burst out laughing.

"It's hot, so it's hot."