Doting wife self-marriage

Chapter 374 Bonfire (3)
"Good evening, distinguished guests and the general public."

The people below were already amazed by his beautiful appearance. Hearing his soft and magnetic voice at this moment, many women screamed nympho in the crowd, and applauded everywhere. This battle is like meeting an idol star like.

Zhou Yan was not annoyed when he saw so many women in the audience staring straight at him. The corners of his eyes twitched evilly, and he blinked. He was self-contained. Today's event didn't require him to come forward, but grandpa hoped that he would do more. Show your face in front of people, then follow his wish.

As soon as he appeared, many media reporters around had already raised their cameras to take pictures of him with a 'click click'. Not only the media reporters, but also many female compatriots couldn't help but take pictures of his handsome appearance. Zhou Yan didn't expect that Yes, the next day he became a celebrity on Weibo, and his popularity was really close to that of a popular idol star.

Mu Yunhai watched his performance in the first row, stroked his forehead helplessly, looked at each other, and told him with the shape of his lips: hurry up and leave!
"Today is the celebration of the [-]th anniversary of Zoai Group's listing. I won't say too much here. Tonight's event is rich in content. There will be a host to host it later. I hope everyone will participate in it. There are generous gifts distributed, I believe everyone will be satisfied."

When it came to the name 'Zuo'ai', Mu Yunhai couldn't help hemming and laughing out loud. What kind of person would choose such a name? The name he provided was 'Zuo'an'. The name of the yellow taste.

Zoe, doesn't that mean making love.

What Zhou Yan said was also very succinct. It should be said that he didn't bother to say it, but this unscrupulous appearance was even more eye-catching. The women below praised him for being unconventional and expressing his own style.

After speaking, he personally lit the torch in the hands of the staff with a lighter, and then saw the staff carefully holding the torch high, stepped off the stage and walked towards the bonfire platform in the center of the square, and as she solemnly extended the torch to the woodpile, In an instant, a bright flame rose into the sky, like a galloping horse, and like a nine-day phoenix.

Two teams came out from both sides, men and women, both dressed in costumes of ethnic minorities, holding hands and dancing around the bonfire. There was no music, but the sound of their rhythmic footsteps became He wrote a unique piece of music, and many citizens around him have joined in.

"Let's all dance together."

As the host shouted, the voice came to everyone's ears through the microphone, and was infected by the strong and lively atmosphere in the square. More and more people joined the dance team, and the circle formed also has been continuously expanding.

The night was slightly cool, so the heat from the fire did not make people feel hot. After dancing around the bonfire platform, the rostrum became a performance platform, and one after another wonderful programs were brought up one after another. People don't like to watch these shows, but since they all came, and because of the gifts after the open-air party, they patiently stayed.

But among them, Weiran is definitely not included.

The bonfire faded away, and the two figures walked out of the square leisurely. The noisy night and the brilliant fire had nothing to do with them.

"It's still comfortable outside. Compared with the square, it's much quieter."

Weiran clasped her hands behind her waist and walked slowly on her white sneakers. In her posture, Song Chenyi couldn't hold her hand or hug her waist. In the end, he could only lazily rest on her lap. On his shoulders, he embraced her to his side.

Maybe people who pass by will walk into the square, so the street outside seems a lot deserted, and there are not many people coming and going. Song Chenyi also deliberately slowed down, walking slowly in line with her speed. with.

"Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"

The clear and soft tone, the sexy and pleasant voice made her heart gradually turn into a puddle of water, Wei Ran narrowed her peach blossom eyes and stopped to look at him, her rosy lips curved slightly, with A bit of a joke.

"Aren't you asking me if I'm cold, or if I'm hungry, is there nothing new?"

The gentleness on Song Chenyijun's face froze suddenly, and he stopped, his eyes touched her sharpened and raised chin, and the little stars in her beautiful eyes, and there was a faint sense of loss in Qingyue's voice, "Then I will never It’s okay to ask, tell me what you want.”

Weiran's beautiful eyes widened in an instant, she curled her lips in embarrassment, and stomped her feet in hatred to move forward, her lips were tightly pursed, and her pretty face sank, obviously dissatisfied with his answer Huh, he wisely followed her words, but she didn't like to hear it.

"Ah……"

The wrists were clasped, Song Chenyi pulled her into his arms with a little force, his big hands wrapped around her slender waist, his forehead was slightly resting on his chin, and his pleasant and relaxed laughter was heard by her ears, she could feel it as soon as she heard it. Knowing that she was being teased by him again, her cheeks became hot, and she buried her head in his chest even lower.

Song Chenyi stroked her hair as if no one was there, and said in a helpless and doting tone, "Honey, I can also ask you if you are sleepy or tired."

These are the simplest but most direct concerns. After he thought about it carefully, what she said was correct. He asked these few questions, but when it came to new ideas, he really didn't think of them. What should be said.

Slightly chuckled, her tall figure was lazily leaning against his arms, her hands vaguely traced the shape of the buttons on his shirt, and the toes under her skirt unconsciously tapped the ground, revealing a feminine look. Shy gesture.

After all, he felt that it was not good to make out on the street. Song Chenyi sighed softly, hugged her and turned around. Just by turning around, he saw two people standing ten meters away from them. how long.

Compared to the tight embrace between Song Chenyi and Weiran, Yu Ling and Zhao Wenxiao stood side by side in a proper manner, Weiran felt the unknown smell circulating in the air, looked forward, and saw Yu Ling Lingzheng was staring at herself resentfully, and her body couldn't help shaking violently due to such piercing gaze.

I thought it was really possible to let go, but every time Yu Ling saw their intimate behavior, Yu Ling felt heartbroken, and what made him unbearable was Song Chenyi's eyes. A stranger, but when he turned around, he was full of tenderness, looking at Ji Weiran with boundless tenderness.

How could she be reconciled to such obvious differential treatment?
Song Chenyi stayed on Zhao Wenxiao's body for a while, he didn't want to talk to Yu Ling, but that doesn't mean Yu Ling didn't want to either, I saw her slowly put on Zhao Wenxiao's arm, smiling brightly, " Chen Yi, Miss Ji, I didn't expect to meet you here, what a coincidence."

(End of this chapter)