"Then you better send me home" An Xiaoya looked at Yan Muqing, who was in a bad mood all day today, and felt that she must want to stay by herself for a while.

"Let's talk about it later" Let's see how much you drink for a while, Yan Muqing thought in his heart.

On the small stage, a microphone player is singing to his heart's content, but his singing seems to be appreciated only by himself. There is not a word in the key, it can't be high when it should be high, and it can't be low when it should be low, and Mu Qing has a headache when he listens to it. It doesn't matter if it's not tuned anymore, if you sing two songs, you can sing it for someone else, this buddy, okay, he can't put it down when he picks up the microphone, and he has become a solo concert.

On the opposite table, three people were playing guessing points, and Li Nianci's object was playing with them, and they were drinking a lot of wine.

"Why are you two so ladylike today, don't follow this cat, go, sing" Li Nianci stepped on high heels and walked over with a "da-da-da", and after speaking, he pulled Yan Muqing and An Xiaoya to the side of the singing platform one by one.

Yan Muqing thought about singing two songs, today is Li Nianci's field, her little emotions are a little exposed, and she is really a little sorry for her. Thinking of this, he followed Li Nianci to the front of the song platform,

"Hurry up, hurry up, what are you singing?" Li Nianci looked at Yan Muqing excitedly, of course she knew Yan Muqing's singing skills, it would be better if she could listen to a Mongolian song.

"Do you want to come to Mongolian?" Asked tentatively.

"Come on, singing Mongolian songs here, there is a suspicion of pretending to be forced, let's come to the first "To You" for the occasion" Yan Muqing really didn't want to be in the limelight.

"Okay, this song is good" Li Nianci hurriedly helped to order the song, in fact, she did it for a reason, she still had something to ask Mu Qing for the wedding. Of course she is not a bridesmaid, Yan Muqing's head, she wears flat shoes and is not as tall as her when she wears less than five centimeters, and she can't stand it no matter how tall she wears.

The prelude sounds, and the guitar strums the strings. Yan Muqing picked up the microphone, and the bits and pieces of her acquaintance with Li Nianci appeared in front of her, from a frizzy little girl, to starting a business alone, supporting a clothing store for so long, and Mr. Chen's separation and integration, until now she is finally about to achieve a positive result, she plays an indispensable role in her life. Her smile and smile, her joys, sorrows and sorrows all appear in front of her like a movie, time flies like a white horse, and she is about to start a family!

"He will be your bridegroom, and from now on he will be your companion for life..."The low and magnetic female voice came out of the surrounding speaker through the microphone, and the contrast with Mai Ba just now was too strong, everyone was stunned, and they all stopped for a while, and turned their eyes to Yan Muqing in the center of the field. I saw her holding Li Nianci's hand with one hand and the microphone with the other, swaying with the rhythm of the music while singing, very devoted.

When she sang "It must be a special fate to become a family all the way...", she pulled Mr. Chen, who was standing stupidly next to her, over, put his and Li Nianci's hands together, and continued to sing.

And Li Nianci naturally understands the deep meaning of a good sister, she hopes that she can be happy, she hopes that she and Mr. Chen can be a couple for the rest of their lives, she is her backing, and she will unconditionally support her to make any decisions. She said, "Even if you disagree with everyone, it's not you who is to blame, everyone is to blame." Such arrogant words are only she can say.

The redness of the eye circles, her goodness, only after contact, she is not cold at all, not a woman at all, but she lacks the person who can make her rely on.

This is also the reason why they have always been skeptical of Lu Anming. She is not as arbitrary as before, she has been chic, and many of these fetters were brought by Lu Anming, but they couldn't say too much, they could only remind her from the side, how can people in the bureau see what outsiders see?

At the end of the song, the song was taken

She deduced a different meaning, with deep blessings and deep reluctance. Everyone was also intoxicated by her slightly hoarse voice, but An Xiaoya was the first to react, and took the lead in applauding after "singing so well". Everyone reacted and applauded.

I don't know who it is, I shouted at the top of my voice, "One more song", Yan Muqing smiled and waved his hand, "Let's let others sing" After speaking, he wanted to return Mike to Li Nianci.

Li Nianci didn't answer, "I'm singing a song" and cut the song after speaking.

The Mongolian version of "Hong Yan". Yan Muqing was stunned, these people are really speechless! Hey, sing it!

The sound of music sounded, which made people think of the vast grassland, and there were some delicate and tender feelings in the heroic momentum.

In the coaxing of a group of people, Yan Muqing's depressed mood just now was much better, hey, let's have fun in time, don't care about him so much!

Thinking of this, the mood that had been suppressed by the haze for nearly a day began to brighten, and the song also had a light color.

An Xiaoya was drunk when she heard it, anyway, she felt that it was all in tune, but she couldn't understand this Mongolian language, no matter what, it just sounded good. Maybe everyone thinks the same way. But Yan Muqing's singing voice is really good, and I have nothing to say.

After singing, Yan Muqing really couldn't sing anymore, otherwise she would also become Maiba. I made an excuse to get out of the private room. This time to open the door, good guy, there were seven or eight waiters standing at the door, and they were startled by Yan Muqing who suddenly pushed the door out.

"What are you doing?" Yan Muqing asked inexplicably.

"It's nothing, nothing" was caught, and the current waiters were a little embarrassed.

"And what are you doing here?"

"It's just who sang that song just now, it's so good," said a waiter who looked a little older, saying that he might be twenty-three or fourteen years old.

"Oh, it's all in the house, ask yourself, what are you asking for?" Yan Muqing was a little confused by the waiter's question, are there so many things in KTV now?

"Nothing, nothing, just curiosity"

Yan Muqing didn't continue to talk to them, and went to the bathroom.

The man is left and the woman is right, but the sink is in the middle, Yan Muqing washed his hands in the sink and lit a cigarette. Looking at myself in the mirror, there are some bags under my eyes, I must have not slept well yesterday, I have been half-dreaming and half-awake, even if I am asleep, I am dreaming, and I am asleep again, and the dream I have can connect with the previous dream, which is very peculiar!

After taking a puff of smoke, the smoke ring spirals up the air outlet, gradually thinning and lightening, and then disappearing, only the residual smell of smoke in the air can prove that it has ever existed.

looked at the phone, there was still no information about that person, so I simply flipped out the phone book, dialed it, and after the "beep" rang twice, it became a busy signal.

Yan Muqing's heart suddenly cooled, and he only felt that there was a voice "buzzing" in his head, and it seemed that his head had been magnified countless times, heavy and ruthless.

The cleaning aunt came over and saw a tall woman standing in front of the mirror, holding a cigarette in her hand, and now there was an emotion that she couldn't read, saying that she was sad but had a faint smile, a little self-deprecating laughter. The face is too pale. Looking at the phone in her hand in a daze, the screen is dark, she will press the keyboard, and after a while, it will be dark again, and she will continue to press it.

After two more puffs, the cigarette was already burning, she walked to the trash can, threw the cigarette butt into the small bowl above, and the smoking cigarette butt "hissed" when it touched the water in the small bowl, and then it became silent.

She dodged the people coming and going, stood in the hallway, and didn't want to go into the private room yet.

There were people coming and going in the corridors, most of them young girls, all of them scantily dressed, some with fair thighs, and some of them

Most of the back is exposed, but the same is heavy makeup, stepping on high excessive heels. Yan Muqing, who wrapped himself tightly, looked out of place. A black high-necked thin sweater, slim small-foot jeans underneath, a pair of white afones on his feet, and his hair is still in a high ponytail, he really looks like a college student who has not yet graduated.

Her back leaned against the wall behind her, her slender legs stomping on the ground in a daze, and the other bent up and stepping on the wall behind her. It's casual, but it's distant.

took out another cigarette, put it in his mouth casually, fiddled with the lighter in his hand casually, and put the other hand into his trouser pocket, holding the mobile phone tightly, faintly trembling.

"Idiot" said silently.

I didn't expect that one day I would be controlled by a person's emotions, and I thought of countless reasons to excuse him, but it seemed that none of them could convince me.

Suspicious by love.

She actually thought about whether he would be kidnapped, and then threatened the family for money. Or when you left yesterday, could it be that you were hit by a car or something. When I woke up this morning, I deliberately didn't look at my phone, just wondering if there would be a few unread messages from him when I looked at it later.

He would apologize to himself in a low voice, or make a promise to himself that he would not be in the future.

She thought that she must be ruthless, and make it difficult for him to remember this lesson before she would give up. When you finish washing up and pick up your phone, hehe! It's really ironic that there are only two people holding hands together on the screensaver, and there are no unread messages or any missed calls.

When you are alone at home, you may not know where to live happily.

This was a hard slap, and it hurt a lot to be beaten.

Life is really difficult, two people can come together, they must have experienced countless ups and downs, and if they persever, it will be a lifetime. If you don't stick to it, it may be a break up in two, and then each of them will go into the next relationship.

This kind of life, sometimes, is really boring!

In the corridor where people come and go, the door of the private room is pushed open, and there is a sound of ghosts crying and wolf roaring, the door closes, and everything comes to an abrupt end.

"Beauty, do you want to sing together?" A joking voice came from the side.

Yan Muqing was still in her thoughts, she didn't think anyone would talk to her. Look at your own dress, and then look at the way other people are dressed, it's just out of place.

"Beauty, hey, call you, that's right, that's you"

Yan Muqing looked left and right, and was sure that he was talking about himself.

Yan Muqing raised his eyes and looked at the other party, he looked okay, he was in the ranks of handsome guys, but just the way he looked like he was really trying to kick his feet.

"I'm not interested" After speaking, Yan Muqing continued to lower his head, thinking about things.

"I'm interested in singing" The other party still didn't give up, and continued to entangle.

Yan Muqing didn't pay any attention to him, took out the lighter in his pocket, straightened up and moved in the opposite direction of the man. The lighter in his hand "popped" and played very slippery.

That kid's eyes are straight, he's so handsome, he must get the phone number. As he spoke, he was ready to move forward. Unexpectedly, I didn't take two steps, but another person appeared next to the girl just now.

Yan Muqing walked over from the annoying "fly" just now, and stood up as he did just now, thinking that he had been out for a long time, so let's go back to the private room after smoking this cigarette!

Before the lighter in his hand was turned on, he heard a "stab" sound next to him, and then he saw a beating flame. Yan Muqing thought it was still the same kid just now, a little impatient, she looked up and just wanted to scold him, but without thinking about it, a familiar face came into view...