Forcibly kiss the male god: pull the girl, don't run

Chapter 164 I Want You

The onlookers don't know why, why the anchor suddenly disappeared?
Some people also speculate that the anchor is shy...

And after doing this, "I Want You", which was only about two minutes long, has ended.

Shen Weiyu breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't that she didn't sing, it was because the song stopped...

So she sang "Big Fish".

It was nine o'clock soon, and before the live broadcast, Shen Weiyu talked about the fan group again, and then turned off the live broadcast.

After she joined the group, she received many applications to join the group, Shen Weiyu looked at their verification messages, and almost all of them agreed to join the group.

When August Yu's application for joining the group slipped in her hand, Shen Weiyu was stunned, and finally agreed.

A lot of people in the group were chatting about other gossips. Although Shen Weiyu was the group leader, she rarely bubbled up, and only posted some group announcements.

When Shen Weiyu wanted to go offline, she received a friend request from August Yu.

In fact, Shen Weiyu didn't want to add friends with fans privately, because after some male fans added her before, they would always send her some rascal words, and she blocked them all.

This August Rain gave her the impression that there was nothing but local tyrants.

He rarely said anything in the comment area, and the most he did was to give gifts.

Shen Weiyu thought for a while, and agreed to his request, hoping that he would be a reliable person.

After the two became friends, August Yu directly sent her a red envelope of 1 yuan.

Shen Weiyu was stunned on the spot, really spending money like water.

Shen Weiyu: "Why did you suddenly send me a red envelope?"

August Rain: "Is it convenient for you?"

"What's convenient?" Shen Weiyu felt a little uneasy in her heart, wouldn't this person want to see her body and sleep with her, like those stinky hooligans? !
August Rain: "Answer the phone!"

Shen Weiyu was ashamed, she was overthinking, and hurriedly replied: "It's convenient, what's the matter?"

Thus, August Rain sent a voice call request.

When Shen Weiyu answered, she was still a little nervous: "Why do you want to chat by voice all of a sudden?"

"I want to hear you sing." Hearing Shen Weiyu's voice, Cheng Hao raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, deliberately lowered his voice, and turned on the magic sound in his phone again to cover up his real voice, so that Shen Weiyu would not find out.

Shen Weiyu was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said: "What do you want to hear?"

"I want you."

A deep and sexy voice came from the phone, and Shen Weiyu was in a trance for a moment. It was obviously just a song title, but it gave her the illusion of confession.

She shook her head hurriedly, she must have been brainwashed by fans, and thought that August Rain was interested in her.

Local tyrants like them, there are also some rumors in the live broadcast circle.

Support this anchor today, and that anchor tomorrow.

It's all about having money to play casually, where the heart will be moved.

Shen Weiyu restrained her wild thoughts: "Wait a minute, I will search the lyrics on the computer."

"it is good."

Shen Weiyu looked at the lyrics on the screen, gritted her teeth, and said, "Then I'll start singing."

"Ah."

"I want you by my side. I want you to dress me.

"The wind blowing this night makes my heart itch, my lover..."

Shen Weiyu's soft and beautiful voice came to Cheng Hao's ears through the mobile phone, and the corners of her mouth raised.

The simple and beautiful melody and the soothing and distinct rhythm make people feel particularly soothing when they listen to it.

The mellow and touching lyrics, with the occasional upswing in the end, in this quiet night, touch people's hearts, with endless lingering meaning, let Cheng Hao can't help recalling the sweetness of their love, as well as the yearning now.

Shen Weiyu sang very deeply, and couldn't help but think of Cheng Hao in her mind, and the little sweets from 12 years ago came to her heart one after another.

　On the last day of March, after looking at the backstage subscription, I feel that I can’t make up the 3 manuscript fee.There are two more tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)