Andre just looked at Yan Zifeng quietly, and didn't show any other abnormal skills, just looked at him with an innocent expression.

Yan Zifeng stared at him for a while, and saw that he had never shown anything special as he wanted, so he could only give up, patted his little face and said, "Forget it, you may be too young, even if your parents are blood and sirens, it is impossible to show any strength......"

When he said this, he thought of the beautiful and moving sirens in the legend, and the same person as the classmate Ye An'an he was familiar with, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "It is said that the siren's song is unforgettable when you listen to it once, even if it is dangerous, I want to hear it!" ”

Andre heard his whispered exclamation, his eyes rolled, and a ghost idea quickly came to mind.

Yan Zifeng didn't pay attention to Andre's expression, hugged him for a walk by the lake for a while, then took him back to the car, fastened the seat belt of the child safety seat for him, touched his face and smiled: "Go home!" ”

He drove away from the remote lakeside and drove in the direction of the city, and turned on the radio station boredly, and when he heard about any emotional counseling, he frowned and changed to a radio station, and finally changed to a radio station that hosted a music program, and barely listened to it.

"The songs are really getting harder and harder now......" Yan Zifeng couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard the bomb rock playing on the radio.

At this moment, the sound of the radio began to become strange, like the sound of a music cassette, and the sound of "sizzling" electricity.

Yan Zifeng slowed down the car and readjusted it, but his voice still did not improve, the harsh sound really affected the mood of driving, he simply turned off the radio station and drove wholeheartedly.

As a result, a few seconds later, the radio station actually started playing on its own, only this time, it was no longer the unpleasant sound of electricity, but the conversation of emotional counseling.

As a result, the program was not over, and the radio station began to automatically tune the frequency, changed to another program, and then still adjusted, changed several times one after another, and finally stopped.

Before Yan Zifeng could breathe a sigh of relief, the voice of the radio sounded again, and a distant and ethereal song slowly fluttered in the carriage, with a bit of bewitchment of people's hearts, which made Yan Zifeng's whole person relax, and gradually immersed himself in the shallow singing voice.

Unconsciously, under the hypnosis of singing, his consciousness also began to become sluggish, driving the car on the highway and constantly shaking, and when he almost hit the guardrail, he was stopped by the traffic police.

The traffic police knocked on the window and asked Yan Zifeng to get out of the car, Yan Zifeng came to his senses, opened the door and got out of the car, and was ordered to do an alcohol breath test.

After all, in the eyes of the traffic police, he is undoubtedly drunk driving by driving like this!

"I didn't drink alcohol...... Yan Zifeng got out of the car, the whole person sobered up, and explained to the traffic police, but the traffic police didn't believe his words, until the test showed that he was indeed not drunk driving, the traffic police shook his head and said: "You didn't drink, why are you driving around on the road, like you are drunk?!" ”

"It's a song in the car!" When Yan Zifeng said this, he opened the car door and wanted a traffic policeman to listen to it, but the traffic police did not hear what music was playing on the car, but was attracted by Andre in the car.

"You still have a cute baby in the car, you can't be so confused when driving!"

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