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Chapter 909 Replenish Your Birthday Gift

Someone booed from below: "You can sing, but it doesn't sound good. We're going to throw rotten eggs."

"Miss sister, what song do you want to sing? We can sing together."

"Young lady, you are so beautiful!"

……

Qiao Yi smiled and took all kinds of teasing words, and then waited for the music to start.

After a while, the familiar tender melody echoed throughout the bar.

Someone wondered, "Isn't this the theme song of that martial arts movie?"

"I know, I know, it's called "Holding the Sword to Start the Wind."

"This song is quite nice, and the voice of the original singer is also very unique. I don't know if this young lady can sing it well."

"It doesn't matter if you can't sing well, who made her a good-looking young lady."

Qiao Yi chuckled while holding the microphone, then fixed his eyes on Tang Shi.

Tang Shi and the others put down their glasses and waved to her on the stage.

Qiao Yi showed a big smile, closed his eyes slightly, and let himself blend into the music to his heart's content.

"A white horse with a silver saddle, a boy under the moon is coming. Frost and snow in plain clothes, Qianzhi Hanmei blooming..."

As soon as Qiao Yi opened his voice, the noise in the bar stopped instantly, and everyone looked at the stage, at the girl with black hair just above her shoulders.

She closed her eyes slightly, holding the microphone in both hands, and her clear eyebrows looked extraordinarily gentle under the light.

Her voice is very unique, so unique that everyone has an illusion that this is the original singer.

Everyone listened to her singing with bated breath, for fear of missing any sentence.

After Joe finished singing, the audience applauded enthusiastically and whistled, and an uncle said loudly: "Didn't you ask me to come across the world by chance, but to listen to your singing?"

Qiao took a look and saw that it was the bookstore owner of the hot pot restaurant.

She chuckled, returned the microphone, and dragged the owner of the bookstore to Tang Shi: "She just looks down on the world."

The owner of the bookstore looked at Tang Shi suspiciously, but still chose not to believe it.

Qiao Yi sighed: "If you don't believe it, then I can't help it."

The owner of the bookstore sat down beside Qiao Yi carelessly, and called his buddies over: "Although I haven't seen Pan Tianxia, ​​it's not bad to hear your singing, it's not much different from the original one."

Joe smiled, picked up the glass and poured wine for the owner of the bookstore, and then clinked glasses.

Seeing her being so forthright, the owner of the bookstore also picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

After drinking, everyone started playing games.

Tang Shi is famous for her high strength and clever brains, but for some reason, she has repeatedly lost in the current wine game.

Seeing her drinking seven glasses of wine in a row, with a charming blush on her cheeks, Rong Yi frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Drink less."

Tang Shi put the cup on the table, blinked her slightly confused eyes, grabbed Rong Yi's neck with both hands, and whispered in his ear: "I want to drink to strengthen my courage, and then I will give you a birthday present."

Rong Yi was confused for a moment: "What birthday gift should I make?"

"I promised you, after that..." Tang Shi's voice softened a little, and the heat fell into Rong Yi's ears, and then said in a low voice, "I still owe you a present on your birthday last time."

Rong Yi seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly felt hot all over.After a while, the heat gathered at one point again, rushing towards somewhere below him.

He looked at Tang Shi with piercing eyes, but Tang Shi looked at him with blurred eyes, and let go of the arm that was clinging to his neck.

Rong Yi didn't dare to move too much, for fear that others would notice the strangeness of his body at the moment.

It's just that his eyes stayed on Tang Shi's face all the time, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

(End of this chapter)