Her Black Moonlight

The girl's voice was soft and delicate, and anyone who listened to it would be unable to hold it back, thinking of some indescribable yellow waste every minute.

Wu Shu is like that.

She felt unbearable, stretched out her hand to loosen the button on her neckline, and managed to relieve the heat from her body.

On the other end, Yue Yu didn't realize it, just embarrassed how instinctively possessed her green tea, and called out to her brother and sister, unaware that Wu Shu's heart was surging because of her words. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, she thought it was her own problem, slightly increased the volume, and said again: "Can you hear me?"

Wu Shu subconsciously wanted to answer, and the words came to her lips suddenly, thinking of the plan she had hidden in her heart - reality and games are different. After she knew Yue Yu's address, she had to change her identity to approach each other. In reality, she would also Get the heart of Yue Yu.

Through the information that Yue Yu had inadvertently leaked, she knew that the words of all game characters would be turned into words and appeared in the bubbles above her head.

But they are on the phone now. If they speak at this time, won't Yue Yu easily find out her identity when they meet?

Thinking of this, Wu Shu resisted the urge to speak out, turned to pick up the pen and paper, and wrote a line of words after thinking for two seconds: "My throat has been uncomfortable recently. I'm afraid you will find it unpleasant, so I won't speak."

Yue Yu put the phone in front of him, and after seeing this sentence on the screen, he had no doubts at all, but reduced his shyness and asked worriedly, "Why do you have a sore throat? Did you catch a cold after staying up late last night and working overtime? I still have a lot of cold medicine in my backpack, you should go to rest after taking one."

She dragged the pills to the table, and also took the cups on the coffee table thoughtfully, and put them all in front of Wu Shu.

Wu Shu was not sick at all, but she enjoyed Yue Yu's care and care for her. She picked up the pills with a smile, like eating candy, and ate them with satisfaction and pleasure.

"Thank you, I'm much better." She picked up a pen to comfort Yue Yu, and after Yue Yu breathed lightly on the phone and was clearly relaxed, she wrote again: "As for rest, I don't need it, I'm not sleepy."

Yue Yu frowned and was quite puzzled: "You go to bed late and get up early every day. You already lack sleep, and now you take medicine, how can you not be sleepy?"

Do the medicines in the mall still expire?

Yue Yu was deeply puzzled, so he missed Wu Shu's twinkling eyes.

"I'm really not sleepy." She wrote gently, turning her writing halfway through, and enticingly said, "I heard that the good night song can help you sleep. Maybe listening to the song will help me fall asleep?"

Yue Yu suddenly said: "It makes sense, you go to the bed and lie down first, and I will search for songs."

Wu Shu secretly pouted and continued to hint: "I don't like listening to other people's songs."

Yue Yu was soft-tempered, and coaxed when he heard the words: "Then I sing it for you?"

Seeing that she finally took the bait, Wu Shu hummed contentedly, moved her fingers slightly when she got up, cut the recording again, and recorded Yue Yu's singing alone.

Yue Yu is a young actor who doesn't sing a lot.

She tried hard to recall the songs she had heard, opened her lips, and her sweet voice was deliberately soft, and sang a gentle and affectionate... lullaby.

Wu Shu was startled, and then she couldn't help showing a sweet expression.

Because from Yue Yu's singing, she could hear the girl's tenderness towards her.

The system was full of question marks and said speechlessly: [What barren stuff are you singing about? 】

Yue Yu: [OVO? 】

The system rolled his eyes: [The heroine asked you to sing a lullaby, you sing a love song, and you are not afraid of brushing your favorability to the horse's legs? 】

Yue Yu weakly defended: [But I have only heard love songs, not a few lullabies? 】

The system was at a loss for words, and waved his hand: [Anyway, this will not work, change one. 】

Yue Yu thought for a while, and said to Wu Shu, "The hypnotic effect of this song is not good. I will sing you a song that will make you sleep for a long time."

Wu Shu had no objection, took out the pen and paper on the bed, and said softly, "Okay, I like to listen to whatever you sing."

Yue Yu smiled shyly, then his expression was straight, his expression was serious, and he sang the funeral song in a melodious manner.

Wu Shu: "…"

system:【…】

The air froze for a moment.

Wu Shu was quiet for a while, and then hesitantly wrote: "Why... do you want to sing this kind of song?"

Instead of blaming Yue Yu, she immediately reflected on whether she had done something wrong and annoyed her own baby, and immediately asked with a pen in mind, "What am I doing wrong?"

Yue Yu replied seriously: "No, I just think that when it comes to sleep, no one sleeps longer and deeper than the dead."

Wu Shu and the system suffocated.

so what?

That's why you use funeral songs to lull people to sleep? !

Listening to the song, Wu Shu fell into the confusion of life in self-doubt, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Until she fell asleep, she had the illusion that she was lying in a coffin.

Yue Yu quietly clicked on the screen, hung up the virtual phone in the game, looked at her sleeping face, and said with emotion: "It really does work wonders, system, has the female lead's favorability improved?"

system:【…】

Yue Yu tilted his head and called out again, "System?"

System: [Zzzzz. 】

Yue Yu: "...convex (艹 dish 艹

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As evening approached, the assistant took the elevator to the seventh floor.

The sky outside the glass window hung with an orange-red sunset, and the gorgeous burning clouds were beautiful.

He didn't want to pay attention to the beautiful scenery, so he walked straight to the president's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Wu Shu accompanied Yue Yu to play in the afternoon, so she had to hurry up and work hard, and she didn't raise her head when she spoke.

The assistant walked in step by step and was about to report to her about today's work, when she suddenly heard that Wu Shu's phone was playing a song. The singing girl's voice was sweet, and when the singing flowed into the ears, it could almost be said to be enjoyable. The assistant couldn't help being distracted. After listening to it for a while, he realized that... this is a special funeral song? ?

The assistant showed the puzzled expression of the old man in the subway looking at his mobile phone.

Wu Shu was keenly aware of his distraction. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he was more proud. She put down the pen, and her increasingly cold temperament has rarely revealed the emotions of a young girl, and she said with a show of restraint: "Isn't it nice?"

The assistant returned to his senses, nodded hurriedly, and asked tentatively, "This lady has a very recognizable voice, and her singing skills are not bad. Do you want to arrange her into our subsidiary and make her debut in the entertainment industry? "

Wu Shu shook her head and said calmly, "She is my girlfriend, not an artist I poached."

The assistant was taken aback, but it wasn't that her object was a girl, but that the love between your little lovers was too outrageous, right? He thought it was an amateur who was using funeral songs to get people's attention, but it turned out to be your play?

Mom, it's so weird.

Hmm... listen again.

Taking advantage of the reputation of reporting work, the assistant listened to the singing two or three times with an indescribable expression on his face.

After leaving the office, he walked all the way to the end of the corridor and took out his mobile phone to call Zhao Tonglan.

He still used a business-like tone to objectively tell Wu Shu's current situation and the fact that she had a girlfriend.

- Of course, he removed the president's girlfriend's habit of singing funeral songs as appropriate.

Zhao Tonglan was having fun at a private party, when she heard the words lazily: "Girlfriend?"

Under the colorful lights, her expression became complicated for a moment, and then she turned into a charming and affectionate look, and said lazily: "Yes, auntie likes such a little sister."

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The author has something to say:

Huh, I suddenly wanted to write about the daughter of X, the heir of the wolf's ambition, the little mother (referring to Yue Yu).

↑↑It's just a brain hole, I don't really want to write it like this, don't get me wrong! In the follow-up, there will be no mothers and daughters who are bombarded by thunder and tearing up X. Although Lao Zhao is a gamer, he will not really start with his daughter's object. Don't be scared away, little cuties.

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I have to go home for the second shot of the vaccine in the middle of the month, so I can't release all the manuscripts (sorry.jpg) for the time being. After the injection is completed, it should be like the last one on Saturday! Refill!

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[Highlight demining, you must watch it~]

[1. There is a compulsory love festival. 】

[Second, the author said something wrong before, I am very sorry, I bow again here to apologize~]

[Three, I will add it when I commit a crime~]