Mr. Lu, it's not too late

Chapter 662 Old Lu, the last time

Ning Zhiqian didn't expect him to make such a request. When Lu Yanshen came over and heard it, his face immediately turned dark: "No!"

Beitang Fengjin stared at her steadfastly, with that gaze, Ning Zhiqian didn't know how to describe it...

"Just singing a song, is it difficult?"

His voice was very low, Ning Zhiqian pursed his lips, and couldn't help but look at Lu Yanshen who was beside him.

"You can only sing to me!"

Lu Yanshen firmly expressed his position.

Beitang Fengjin pursed her lips: "Old Lu, this is the last time."

Lu Yan was slightly startled, and Beitang Fengjin smiled and said to Ning Zhiqian: "You can sing whatever you want, as long as it is sung by you."

Lu Yan said with a cold face, "You better remember that this is the last time!"

Seeing that he had no objection, Ning Zhiqian pondered for a while, and then slowly sang:

remember yesterday

That summer
The moment the breeze blows
seems to blow everything up

……

suddenly turned into sunny summer

warmth in the air
not very far

It seems that winter is no longer nostalgic

……

She sang "Summer Blown by the Wind", a very soft and comfortable song, with a touch of warmth, gently caressing people's hearts.

Beitang Fengjin has become obsessed.

The wind blew the girl's long hair, making her face soft and peaceful, just like the faint white moonlight in the night sky, although it cannot be touched, it can always be kept in the bottom of my heart...

He said to himself: Beitang Fengjin, meeting her in this life is already a gift from heaven to you, and this is enough...

Beitang Fengjin wished that time would stop at this moment forever.

However, the time for a song passed in the blink of an eye. When Ning Zhiqian finished singing, Beitang Fengjin's eyes were already filled with tears.

"It sounds great, thank you."

Because following the light, Ning Zhiqian was blinded by the sun, so she couldn't see the water in his eyes clearly, she whispered: "Well, what is another request?"

Beitang Fengjin chuckled: "There is one more...you may not agree."

"what?"

"Let me kiss you."

"Beitang Fengjin, do you deserve a beating?!"

Lu Yanshen himself was extremely aggrieved, but he didn't expect his next request to be even more fucking excessive!
Beitang Fengjin lowered her head, staring at the girl's beautiful face.

"I know you won't agree, so forget it."

"I hope this request can be realized in my dream."

He smiled lowly, and then changed the subject: "Ning Zhiqian, I'm afraid that little thing doesn't remember me anymore, I still remember him chasing after me and shouting, he grew up so much in a blink of an eye."

Recalling Xiaomitang, Beitang Fengjin's eyes gradually became gentle.

"Don't tell him that I am the city lord..."

In Little Things's mind, he wanted to make the best impression...

The windmill was spinning against the wind, Beitang Fengjin took a windmill, his eyes were unclear.

"It's beautifully arranged, isn't it? I really want to stay here forever..."

"Ning Zhiqian, if possible, I also want to meet your 15-year-old."

Then he and Lu Yanshen will be on the same starting line...

After listening to Beitang Fengjin's nonsense, Ning Zhiqian felt that his heart was getting heavier and heavier, so that when he returned to the room at night, he was restless.

And it's not just her, Lu Yanshen is also the same, Ning Zhiqian saw Lu Yanshen leaning against the window sill in a daze, and couldn't help walking over: "Shen Shen, today's Beitang Fengjin is very different..."

"I'll go."

Lu Yan kissed her forehead comfortingly, and was about to go out, but Ning Zhiqian also clung to him.

(End of this chapter)