Demon princess is too hard to chase

Unfortunately, a little girl who started the figurine didn't realize it. She reached out and shook beimingfeng's shoulder, "Hello! Do I sing well? "

Beimingfeng was shaken up by her, looking at the little girl in front of her, pulling some stiff corners of her mouth, "good... Good."

Under the mask, he was handsome, his face was tight, and there was a drop of cold sweat in the middle of his eyebrows.

The voice of the villain is very beautiful! That song is also a natural and unrestrained mood, but, I don't know why, there is a very frightening feeling... As if the magic sound came, poisoning all living beings

Yun qianruo naturally doesn't know the real idea of beimingfeng. She is rarely confused when she is drunk. She believes his words deeply. "Since it's very nice, can I sing another song for you?"

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However, as Yun qianruo was about to start singing, the petrified shop boy finally came back to his senses and rushed over, "Auntie, we're going to close now... You, you'd better go back and sing again!"

The beauty of the girl charms all living beings, and her voice is even more flexible. But why does it take people's lives to sing?

While wiping his cold sweat, he opened his mouth. Yun qianruo looked at him awkwardly for a long time. Then, he turned his head and looked at the North Ming wind. He looked aggrieved, "the wind is abnormal, he won't let me sing... Hum..."

Looking at the weeping little girl in her arms, beimingfeng only feels that her heart seems to be bumped by something and trembles slightly.

The next moment, he looked up, cold as the wind and snow eyes straight at the shop boy, thin lips fretting, voice low cold, "roll."

At that moment, the second child was like falling cold ice, and the blood around him seemed to condense in an instant. Fear spread from the bottom of his heart, and his body and soul were shaking, "I'll roll now..."

Before the words came down, he used both hands and feet, rolling away, the appearance of panic and fear, as if there were beasts chasing behind him.

Beimingfeng reached out and touched yunqianruo's hair, thin lips slightly raised, low cold voice with a trace of unspeakable softness, "OK, sing!"

The shopkeeper's eyes widened in the distance, and his heart leaped wildly. In front of him, this cold man with endless tenderness is really the one who just sent out bloodthirsty and cold?!

Maybe they were all wrong just now? That should be, just an illusion!

However, no one dares to come forward to disturb them. Even if the evil voice is so loud that they almost move their internal organs, they can only bear it silently.

Until the end of the third song, Yun qianruo finally felt tired. Looking at Beiming wind, he flattened his mouth and said, "I'm thirsty..."

To the dependence in her eyes, beimingfeng was stunned. There was a slight ripple in his heart. He quickly took out a bottle of sour plum soup from the package, opened it and sent it to her lips.

Yun qianruo blinked, then grabbed the bottle and looked at him with contempt, "I'm not an idiot! Don't feed me

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He didn't seem to say she was an idiot

Yun qianruo is drinking while holding the bottle, but his eyes are dribbling around, and he aims at the mask on his face from time to time. The look in his eyes reminds people of four words: drooling!

Beimingfeng was a little uncomfortable with her too hot eyes. She pursed her lips slightly and said, "drink water well!"

Yun qianruo blinked, lowered his head and poured a few mouthfuls. Then, he threw the bottle directly and almost hit the shopkeeper who was shrinking in the corner, which scared him out in a cold sweat.