Chapter 469: Stinging Heart (Monthly Pass Plus Update)

Yan Wu has a good voice, when she speaks, she is soft and sweet, as long as she sprinkles a little delicate, she can melt people's hearts.

So when she was the fattest, if she only heard her voice, everyone would think she was a stunning beauty.

It is precisely because her voice is so good, in stark contrast to her image, that she has been ridiculed so much before.

Many people feel that her figure and appearance are not worthy of a good voice.

Yan Wu picked up a guitar and sat on the pedals. glanced at Mu Ershao in the audience, Mu Ershao was talking to a son-in-law next to him, obviously not putting Yan Yan's talent into his eyes.

Yan Wu didn't glance at Bo Yan in the corner. From beginning to end, he was treated as a transparent person.

But she could feel that a gaze that could not be ignored fell on her from time to time.

When I used to like him, I always cared about his feelings everywhere, and his every move, every word, and even a smile could make her heart ripple layer by layer.

Thinking about it now, Yan Wu only felt sarcastic.

Yan Wu's fingertips plucked the strings, making a heavy buzz, and a few sons and daughters coaxed below, "What age is it that you still sing for fun, and it's not as exciting as pole dancing just now!" ”

"Girl, why don't you stop singing and come and split a fork for everyone to see?"

"I look very young, I'm still a chick!"

Yan Wu was unaffected, one leg was bent, the other leg was on the ground, holding the guitar and opening her lips.

She sang a song by Teresa Teng, the strings sounded, and when she sang the first sentence, Mu Ershao, who was originally unimpressed, and several other sons and brothers couldn't help but look at the stage.

The woman on the stage, dressed in a black chiffon dress, lowered her head slightly, couldn't see her eyes clearly, only her small and delicate face and fresh facial features.

If you want to sing, you will not hide your face, the perfect combination of purity and sexiness, quite a retro old Shanghai flavor.

Especially her voice, which interprets Teresa Teng's songs, has a unique charm.

The original noisy painting style in the box was gone, and everyone quieted down and was brought into Yan Wu's singing.

There was a dead silence in the audience, so quiet that only her beautiful strings and melodious singing voice were silent.

The wisps of music are like a spring breeze blowing into people's hearts.

Bo Yan in the corner was not immersed in Yan Yan's beautiful singing, seeing the gazes of those sons and brothers falling on her, her handsome and indifferent face was so gloomy that she could scrape a layer of frost.

After singing a song, Yan Wu came down from the stage.

After Mu Ershao glanced at Bo Yan in the corner, he hurriedly got up to greet him.

Just when Mu Ershao's hand was about to touch Yan Wu, a loud bang suddenly sounded.

Bo Yan kicked the coffee table in front of him and knocked it to the ground, and the expensive foreign wine, fruit plate, and wine glass on it shattered to the ground.

Some of the debris flew onto several women on the edge of the couch, screaming.

Mu Ershao hugged Yan Ao's shoulders and whispered a few words in her ear, Yan Ao was a little surprised, but then smiled slightly, "Okay, I'll cooperate." ”

Mu Ershao called the waiter and poured two glasses of wine.

"Brother Bo seems to be unhappy, you go and toast him with a glass of wine." Mu Ershao walked to Bo Yan with Yan Wu.

Bo Yan leaned on the sofa, playing with a lighter in his hand, which was lit from time to time, and the faint blue flames reflected his silhouette handsome and indifferent.

Yan Yu didn't miss the haze between his eyebrows.

Why?

Because she and he haven't divorced yet, do you think she's embarrassed him?

Then he sneered in his heart, he never cared about her, so why should he be ashamed.

Yan Wu handed the wine to him, lowered her eyebrows, and lost the pain and heartbreak of the day when she broke up.

"Mr. Bo, if my sister-in-law offends you, please forgive me." As she spoke, she drank the liquid from her glass.

Mu Ershao interjected on the side, "Brother Bo, everyone respects you, you can't be too faceless, right?" Wait a minute, Miss Yan will cry. ”

Bo Yan thought of the way she cried that day, frowned, didn't think much about it, and drank the liquid in the cup.

No one noticed that a subtle light flashed in Mu Ershao's eyes.

……

After Yan Wu toasted, she made an excuse to go to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the washstand, she looked at herself in the mirror with a slightly dazed expression.

A few minutes later, she gets a message: it's done, you can go see your daddy tomorrow.

Yan Yu closed her eyes, and a crystal tear slipped out of the corner of her eye.

She didn't expect that she and Bo Yan would come to this point today!

……

Bo Yan felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and he couldn't open them no matter how he opened them. His head hurt too, as if he had been hit with a hammer.

The shirt buttons on his body seem to be unbuttoned one by one.

That feeling was disgusting and uncomfortable for him.

Mu Ershao knelt on the side of the bed, looking at the man lying there, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't wake up in pain, a gentle smile appeared on his lips, "Brother Bo, after tonight, I will be your closest person." ”

He had unbuttoned the last button of his shirt. Looking at his evenly distributed texture and barrier-like abdominal muscles, Mu Ershao couldn't wait to stroke it.

It's just that before they touched, the man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

Mu Ershao was shocked.

But he soon calmed down, and the glass of wine he drank had medicine in it, and even if he woke up, he would have weak willpower and think of him as someone who liked to go to chuang.

Just when Major Mu Er imagined things to be very beautiful, Bo Yan, who had a misty look in his eyes, suddenly pressed the mechanical watch on his wrist, only to see a sharp knife pop out, and he slashed his arm, gushing blood.

The pain made Bo Yan sober up a little in an instant.

Mu Ershao was shocked when he saw his fast and ruthless movements.

Bo Yan leaned on the head of the bed, his vision was still a little blurry, looking at the person in front of him, his thin lips unconsciously murmured, "Sister-in-law......"

Hearing him call out the word "sister-in-law", Mu Ershao was shocked. The person Bo Yan likes to want to fall in love with Huang turned out to be Yan Wu.

As far as he knew, didn't he hate Yan the most? The two had already broken up, how could he still think about her?

"Brother Bo, what's so good about women, they are cold and thin by nature, they worship money ruthlessly, or we men are ......" Before Mu Ershao finished speaking, his neck hurt.

Bo Yan slashed him in the neck.

"Muxi, it turns out that you are gay and want to set up a trap for me, you don't have that ability!" Before Bo Yan got out of bed, he kicked Mu Ershao again.

Mu Ershao didn't expect his willpower to be so tenacious, and after falling to the ground, he laughed mockingly, "Yes, what if I'm gay, is it a crime?" I just can't get used to seeing my old man, and I praise you in front of me all day long for how good and capable you are, you don't rely on women to wipe out the Yan family? ”

"It's just that I didn't expect you to fall in love with Yan Wu! Oh, tonight's game, in addition to my participation, there is also your little wife. I know you won't drink in entertainment venues, so I'll let your little wife cooperate. She hates you to the bone now, and in order to see her father, she would rather cooperate with me in setting up this bureau than ask you for a share. Look at you, how pathetic! ”

When Bo Yan heard Mu Ershao's words, his chest suddenly seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand, making him breathless.

Qingjun's indifferent face was gloomy to the extreme, and he coldly spit out two words, "Yan, Auntie!" ”

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The 400 chapters of the monthly ticket are complete, although the monthly ticket is less than 400, but it is added in advance, and the vote continues to be updated with 10,000 words every day, which is equivalent to ten chapters for others, which is not less