The waiter glanced at Xu Xian sympathetically, but Xu Xian smiled slightly, and didn't care, she honestly sang to her, the waiter silently turned around and went out, closed the door, and stayed for a while, she couldn't help but beat Wu Jing violently.

No matter how good others sing, they don't have the pleasure of singing themselves, this song really fits Wu Jing's state of mind, she sings extremely devotedly, and turns her head to look at Xu Xian from time to time, Xu Xian can also give her an encouraging smile very calmly, making her think that she sings very well.

After singing the song, Wu Jing was moved by her singing, and looked at Xu Xian with some feelings, Xu Xian applauded again and again: "Good singing!" There are feelings. ”

Wu Jing didn't notice Xu Xian's hypocrisy, smiled, picked up the wine glass and said to Xu Xian: "Come!" Drink one! ”

Xu Xian drank it all after clinking glasses with her, and Wu Jing said happily: "Xu Xian, I found that you are very sullen." Usually looks like nothing, sings so well. ”

Xu Xian said modestly: "I can't sing, I can't sing blindly." ”

Wu Jing's interest came, and she grabbed the microphone and sang three songs in a row, and then handed the microphone to Xu Xian, who followed the song she ordered and sang one or two songs casually. Wu Jing was either listening to the side, drinking, or ordering songs, and seemed to be in high spirits.

But after singing for two or three hours, Wu Jing was also tired, drank too much wine, and was dizzy, after handing the microphone to Xu Xian, she sat next to Xu Xian and leaned on the sofa: "Don't sing, take a rest first, you can sing." ”

The two drank, sang, and ate, Xu Xian was still sitting in the same position, but Wu Jing was getting closer and closer to him, and this time he had skin to skin contact with him. Even because she was leaning on the sofa, the weight of her body was partially pressed on Xu Xian's body.

Xu Xian couldn't refuse such a beauty, picked up the microphone, and sang Wu Jingdian's song "The beauty of the world is intertwined with you", which is a little low and hoarse and different from the original singing, low and sad emotions, Xu Xian's voice is clear, thick and magnetic, and when singing this song, it is a little less gloomy, a little more clear and sunny, and it feels very good.

"At this time, the warbler has grown and the grass has grown, and the loved one is on the way. I know that he has been through thick and thin, passing through the twilight and passing through the sea of people, just to embrace you! At this moment, the moon is in the sky, the person I love is holding the starlight, I know that he rode the wind and waves, went to the darkness, empathize, and give you redemption hope! ……”

Beautiful lyrics, loving artistic conception, handsome young man, heart-warming singing, dim lighting, Wu Jing looked at Xu Xian's side face, only felt dizzy, his broad back seemed to exude a palpitating atmosphere, she slowly pasted it and leaned on Xu Xian's back.

Wu Jing's soft body and fragrant breath suddenly made Xu Xian feel hot.

Subconsciously turned around, Wu Jing's face was against his shoulder blades, and between the long hairs, she could see her pair of bright eyes shining at herself, and the two looked at each other, Wu Jing quickly closed her eyes, buried her head in his back, and pretended to be asleep, but it was already red from her cheeks to the root of her ears.

Xu Xian couldn't help but smile slightly, took the microphone and finished singing this song, Wu Jing's face was close to his back, feeling the fiery breath on his body, with his breath singing and rising slightly, slowly, his hand fell, wrapped around his waist, and hugged him from behind.

After Xu Xian finished singing, he put down the microphone, turned his head to Wu Jing and said, "After singing, go back." ”

Wu Jing said behind him: "If you don't go back, I still have to sing." ”

Xu Xian was speechless: "Then you sing." ”

Wu Jing said: "I'm tired, take a break, you sing." ”

Xu Xian said: "Then I'll take a rest too." ”

Wu Jing said: "No, you sing to me, I'll rest, you can't rest." ”

"Why?"

Wu Jing said: "No why, I'm such a person, I have a bad temper, no one likes me, I can't find a boyfriend, and I'm single all my life......" As she spoke, her voice choked up, as if she was about to cry.

Xu Xian had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll sing, you rest." ”

Wu Jing snorted, arched behind him, hugged his waist tighter, and the whole person lay on his back like a koala.

So Xu Xian sang a few more songs, but his heart was like water, and his breath was still very stable in such a beautiful environment, Wu Jing slowly put down his body, and then his head went from the back to the front, and then pillowed Xu Xian's legs, curled his legs, and lay on the sofa in the box.

Such a posture is naturally extremely sultry, convex and backward, and the long skirt is also rolled up to the thighs, even in the dim light, the jade legs are white and shiny.

Xu Xian grabbed the microphone with one hand and stared at the TV and sang, and gently stroked Wu Jing's long hair with the other.

After Xu Xian finished singing, she looked down and saw that she seemed to be sleeping with her eyes closed, and suddenly opened her eyes in the next second, and her bright eyes were like autumn water.

Wu Jing is the best age of twenty-six or seventeen, full of collagen, even if it is light makeup, her face is very white and delicate, her nose is high, her lips are ruddy with lip gloss, coupled with her mature body, generous temperament, from sixteen to sixty, she has not let go.

Xu Xian was stared at by her eyes full of tenderness and sweetness, she was already a little uneasy, and it was even more difficult to extricate herself at this time, the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Wu Jing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips opened slightly, revealing a small piece of teeth, although it was a little far away, Xu Xian seemed to be able to feel the fragrant taste between her lips.

Xu Xian said gently: "How about it, don't sing it, let's go?" ”

Wu Jing asked a little flustered, "Where are you going?" ”

Xu Xian was stunned, where else could he go: "Go home." ”

Wu Jing ignored him, lay down with his eyes closed, put his hand on his temple, pressed it, and said with some pain: "Dizzy, drank too much." ”

Xu Xian put down the microphone and helped her press her temples with both hands, and Wu Jing's cold and slender hands grasped the back of his hand. Xu Xian was about to stop, but he heard him say again: "Don't stop, help me press it." ”

Xu Xian gently massaged her temples as she said, and Wu Jing snorted softly: "Yes, Xu Xian, press it very well." ”

Xu Xian said: "Blind press, is it better?" ”

Wu Jing closed her eyes and said with a sigh: "It's better, you can help me press my shoulder again." ”

Xu Xian hesitated for a moment, although she was wearing a long skirt, the fabric of the skirt was very light and thin, and the neckline was a little open, was this appropriate?

It's dangerous.

Wu Jing said: "Help me press it, I sat in the office for a day, and I was tired to death." ”