Compared to his emotion, her eyes were as quiet as water, and when she was full, she put down the dishes and chopsticks, and asked aloud, "Where's your wine?" You can't drink it all, will you? ”

He took off a jade wine jug from his waist and handed it to her, "Those who have drunk are all sent by the eunuchs, and the king's own fine wine, and half a jug." ”

She took it, took a sip of the pot, and tasted it carefully: "The taste is pungent, the entrance is mellow and fragrant, the teeth and cheeks are fragrant, and the wine is good." ”

"Such a strong wine, ordinary people can get drunk after a sip, do you like it?"

"Singing about wine, what is life? Kaijun has a pot of wine and drinks the autumn breeze. She smiled, "The sect leader drinks more wine than the palace elixir, and those who can't taste it will not be blessed." ”

"Singing about wine, there is wine, what about songs?" He couldn't put it down and smoothed her long green silk, her hair and its softness, not knotted, the hand can slip through, smooth to the end, I still remember the first time I saw her, her dry and yellow hair is worse than straw, a few months, she not only looks amazing, but also raised a black green silk, over the clotted snow tender skin.

In other words, she was just a dusty pearl that was covered with light, and now she is her original appearance.

"It's time for you to send you a song." After traveling to ancient times for so long, she has never sung, "What is good to sing?" I originally wanted to give him the simplest song "Happy Birthday to You", but after listening to some of his past stories, I always felt sad and inexplicable, and I was afraid that the happy song could not be sung in a cheerful tune.

Moreover, it was peaceful now, and she didn't want to break the quiet atmosphere.

"Whatever you sing, this king listens." His blood-colored eyes were full of anticipation. She thought about it, lightly opened her red lips, and Qingyi's slightly hoarse sad voice sounded in the silent and boundless night:

Your birthday reminds me, a friend from a long time ago

It was a cold winter, and he was wandering the streets

I thought he was begging for something, but he kept shaking his head

He said it was his birthday, but no one wished him a happy birthday

Happy birthday and happy birthday to you

Hold my hand and sing with me

This happy birthday song

Happy birthday and happy birthday to you

Happy every day of my life

Don't worry about how you celebrate your birthday

The singing voice is like a murmuring water, and the melodious tunes are affectionately blended, which makes people can't help but be fascinated by the graceful scene, and the stream is slow.

The soft female voice has a poignant charm in it, tactfully and affectionately flowing into the heart of Jun who has been lonely for a long time, and the cold and hard heart ripples one after another.

After singing a short bar, she paused for two seconds, and her gentle and clear voice sang slowly:

This friend has long been missing, and I am a little lost in front of me

Some people have nothing, and some people get too much

So my dearest friend, please cherish what you have

Although it is a song that is only sung on your birthday, I hope it will always be by your side

Happy birthday and happy birthday to you

Hold my hand and sing with me

This happy birthday song

Happy birthday and happy birthday to you

Have a happy life every day, don't care about how you spend your birthday

Happy birthday and happy birthday to you

Hold my hand and sing with me

This happy birthday song

Happy birthday and happy birthday to you

Have a happy life every day, don't care about how you spend your birthday

The song is murmuring, if a clear trickle washes people's hearts, and leads people to the other side of the washed lead, Jun Lonely is drunk when he listens.

PS: It's so sad that I'm on my birthday, and today is also Anan's birthday, what a coincidence. I had a very happy birthday, I hope you can all wish me a happy birthday, Xiexie dear friends, you are my dear.