Cold President, Hug Me

As long as it's not about Jing bao'er, this man can be calm forever.

After Meng Yaodong finished his song, he was finally tired.

He put down the microphone, went to them and sat directly between Jing bao'er and song Mingyang.

With open arms, Meng Yaodong naturally put his arms on Jing Baoer's and song Mingyang's shoulders and said, "Hey, what do you think of what I just sang? Although it's a little broken, it's still good on the whole, isn't it? Is he a professional singer? "

"When can professional singers break and go out of tune frequently?" Song Mingyang had no intention of saving face for Meng Yaodong.

"Wocao, Mingyang, how can you talk like this? Don't I want face?" Meng Yaodong road.

"How do you want me to give you face when you ruin a good song like that?" Song Mingyang also said.

"Damn, you just don't know how to appreciate it." Then Meng Yaodong looked at Jing bao'er with a smile and said, "how about it, bao'er? Do you think my brother's singing is generally very good?"

"You can't sing very well at all..." Jingbaoer road.

"What do you mean by that?" Meng Yaodong asked with interest.

"It can be described as rubbish. I warn you that if you dare to sing again this evening, I will kill you myself." Jing Rong, who had been silent, opened his mouth.

As soon as Jing Rong said this, Jing bao'er and song Mingyang looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha Ha ha... " Jingbao'er is very happy.

Meng Yaodong looked at them with a loveless expression on his face. "Just hit me. You are clearly jealous of me. You are jealous of my excellent singing skills."

"Go to hell, your singing is excellent." Jing Rong and Dao.

After that, Jing Rong picked up a cigar and put it into Meng Yaodong's mouth. He threw another cigar to song Mingyang by the way. Then he looked at Meng Yaodong and said, "stop talking. You'll smoke and drink quietly tonight..."

“……” Meng Yaodong directly blackened his face and took a look at Jingrong. Then he sighed helplessly, cocked his legs and lit a cigarette.

"Baby, go and sing a song for us, and save Jingrong and I, who are about to have a miscarriage." Song Mingyang looks at jingbao'er.

"What do you want to hear?" Asked Jing bao'er.

"Whatever. I like it as long as you sing it." Jingrong road.

After hearing the speech, Jing bao'er immediately got up and went to the front of the jukebox.

Meng Yaodong rolled his eyes directly at the police and said, "cut, pay more attention to color than friends..."

"Shut up Jingrong orders coldly.

Meng Yaodong shut up every minute when he heard the speech!

Jingbao'er ordered a very affectionate song "because of one person, falling in love with a city"

Jingbao'er likes this song very much.

Because the title of the song is very consistent with her mood.

The reason why she loves Beijing so much is that there are people who love her so much.

When it comes to the high and trendy parts of the song, Jing bao'er's mood has been fully involved in the song -

"because a person, falling in love with a city, true love needs to be attentive and so on."

"Because a person, fall in love with a city, believe in the fate of life."

"Because a person, fall in love with a city, from then on life becomes complete."

"Because a person, fall in love with a city, infatuated to wait in this moment, eternal..."

Jingbao'er's singing is extremely affectionate, the singing is also extremely beautiful, with a special magnetism.

The three people present were all fascinated by her singing.

Especially Jingrong, hearing jingbao'er's song so well, her eyes and eyebrows are full of pride.

"It's better for bao'er to sing. Unlike some people, bao'er's singing costs money and some people's singing costs their lives." Song Mingyang began to pick up Meng Yaodong mercilessly again.

Meng Yaodong's face turned black when he heard the speech.

He turned his head, looked at Song Mingyang and said, "are you a damned addict tonight?"

"It's not to hurt you. What I said is true. I regret that I didn't record the song you just sang and show it to you." Song Mingyang road.

Thinking of the two songs Meng Yaodong just sang, song Mingyang still feels a special psychological shadow.

“……” Meng Yaodong was rejected by song Mingyang and could not speak.

So he stopped talking, just smoking a cigar and enjoying jingbao'er's singing.

"It's really worthy of being Wang's woman. No matter what she does, she is so energetic. Even if she sings a song, it's so beautiful." Meng Yaodong looked at Jing bao'er and praised him.

"My woman must be the best woman in the world." Jingrong road.

As soon as Jingrong's voice fell, Jingbao finished her song.Three people, silent for a second, then together, clapped.

"Well, sister bao'er, you sing so well. Now you sing better than before." Meng Yaodong praised it.

"That's right, baby, you can be a star." Song Mingyang road.

Jingbao'er smiles sheepishly, then puts down the microphone and goes to Jingrong to sit down.

As soon as jingbao'er sat down, Jingrong began to be busy, delivering juice for jingbao'er.

Looking at Jing Rong's considerate manner, Meng Yaodong said, "who can imagine that the president, who has always been extremely indifferent, has such a tender side in private..."

“……”

Jing Rong didn't say anything. He just took the juice seriously and gave it to Jing bao'er.

After jingbao'er took a sip of the juice, Jingrong put down the glass, looked at jingbao'er and asked, "how about it? Are you tired? "

"Not bad, actually." Jing Baoer responds with a smile and naturally leans her head on Jing Rong's shoulder.

"Ah ah, it's another bite of dog food. Mr. President, I think we should guard you and bao'er. We don't have to eat at all. Every day we just eat the dog food you two give us, and we're full." Meng Yaodong joked.

Jing Rong smiles and fondles Jing bao'er's hair. He doesn't speak.

"No, with you, we single dogs eat dog food every day." Song Mingyang said with a smile.

"Mingyang, in fact, you can choose not to be a single dog. You're not young. It's time to find a new woman and settle down. Let the past be the past. Don't ruin your happiness for the sake of the dead." Jingrong road.

With that, Jingrong reached out and patted song Mingyang on the shoulder.

Jing Rong is really worried about song Mingyang's emotional problems.

Jing Rong is really afraid that song Mingyang will die alone all his life.