Chapter 227: The Legend of the Merman 43
Loth nodded, "It's me." ”
I don't know what happened to him, the person who seemed to be in high spirits before is now very embarrassed.
Recalling something, Shen Yu laughed self-deprecatingly.
Such a scene has been staged countless times, and there are no less than ten Luo Si that Shen's mother asked her to find.
"You're not Xiao Luo."
"I'm Loth."
"No ......"
Luo Si was a little anxious, he worked hard to find Shen Yu, Shen Yu didn't believe himself anymore, and hurriedly took off the necklace and put it in his hand, "Shen Yu, this is what you gave me, saying that it was a love gift, have you forgotten?" ”
Heart of the Ocean......
He knew it and put it on Xiao Luo with his own hands.
He's really Loth!
Shen Yu's body shook, and he hugged this person suddenly, his strength was amazing, and he couldn't believe himself, "Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo, is it really you?" ”
"It's me."
"I miss you so much, where have you been, I was wrong...... Xiao Luo, it's all my fault...... I almost thought I couldn't find you......"
Shen Yu tightly embed him in his arms and muttered incoherently.
Luo Si smiled, "I miss you too, Shen Yu." ”
Suddenly, a strong smell wafted over, which seemed to be able to cover all the smells, and Luo Si pursed his lips with some uneasiness.
What the merman could clearly perceive with his sense of smell before was now blurred, as if it had been covered with a layer of white mist.
"You know you shouldn't have come back, right?"
The bewitching woman suddenly appeared behind Shen Yu, her sharp nails slowly slid across her lips, and her tone was frivolous, "Huh? Poor little. ”
"This time, I won't be soft-hearted."
The woman blinked, reached out and put her hand on Shen Yu's shoulder, put her chin on his arm, and blew lightly to make him sober up, "Do you know, what is the little Luo you have in mind?" ”
"He's not human."
The words landed, and both of them widened their eyes.
……
Because a thousand nights came, the concert that was originally postponed again and again was directly advanced by three days.
The fans who had already grabbed the tickets were ecstatic, and all the support materials were almost sold out in advance, postponed three or four times, and thought that the concert would be postponed until next year.
Originally, the producer still had a lot of complaints, because Shen Ziqian's state has always been very unstable, and he can drop to two keys when he plays the prelude.
Unexpectedly, just because there were more people in the training room, his performance suddenly became so cool that it exploded.
The anti-heaven pitch, precise fingering, and sultry and invincible eyes can easily make people's blood boil.
Producer: ...... There's no fuck to say.
Resign.
On the eve of the concert.
Qianwan sat on the edge of the window, bent on one leg, holding a pot of hot tea in his hand, shaking slowly, looking at the person sitting not far away who was busy going through the process again, his brows unconsciously twisted.
Odd.
It's weird.
This milk doll was still tired of being by her side for the first two days, which annoyed her.
Today, he inexplicably kept a safe distance from himself, half a meter away, within five meters.
As soon as they looked at each other, they immediately turned away, and sometimes even sat with their backs to her, could it be that they were planning some conspiracy and tricks privately?
"Yue Lao, what kind of wind is he smoking?"
Yuelao, who was comfortably sipping new wine, sprayed on the ground, and Shenji was always like this, cough cough...... The words are amazing.
Tracing back to the water mirror, Yue Lao, who knew the cause and effect, summed up two words, [Hehe. 】
1000 Nights: ......
Avoiding the eye knife that flew over, Yue Lao pretended to touch the non-existent beard, cleared his throat, and took out a handful of the tone of the person who came over, [Hui Shenji, Xiaoxian thinks that if there is one word to describe, it is more appropriate to say that it is love. 】