Extremely Romantic

The concert is still going on, countless light sticks are waving, enjoying this special feast concert, the fans are listening quietly, for a long time, familiar movements are being sung again and again, Yiqing, a goddess-level singer, is not only beautiful, but also has a beautiful voice and a beautiful figure, but she is very restrained in her clothes, unlike some so-called kings and queens. Although she lives deeply in the profession of singer, she maintains a kind of The high-spirited temperament, the perfection that does not fall into the world, the temperament that does not stain any dust, is too perfect.

Makoto Ito listened with his eyes closed, the song ended, and he didn't know how long it had passed, he just listened to the goddess singing seriously, time passed, everyone dispersed, Makoto Ito still reminisces about this grand concert During the meeting, I couldn't get out of the aftertaste for a long time.

Everyone still left, Makoto Ito opened his eyes at the empty concert site, and everything was empty, "It would be great if I could still see her, I should have asked her for an autograph if I knew it earlier."

Makoto Ito's eyes were full of enthusiasm, but he blamed himself for being too indulging in the music world, and neglected that the goddess' concert was over.

"This gentleman... hello..."

A gentle voice came from behind, very familiar, Makoto Ito turned around, and looked at him quietly, surrounded by darkness, weak spotlights, she stood not far from Makoto Ito, wearing simple clothes, There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a bit of tenderness and kindness in his words.

"Are you a thief?"

Makoto Ito smiled slightly, revealing the smile he felt the most confident in, and his eyes met, elegant and calm.

"Well, yes, sir, did you adapt the song of the windmill just now? It's really nice..."

The beautiful goddess spoke softly, her thin lips parted slightly, exhaling like orchids.

"Yeah, I have always been your fan, and I have always admired Chinese culture. I think it would be better if the song Fengche could be expressed in an ancient style, so I have been looking for some on the Internet. materials, and finally wrote the lyrics and re-arranged them myself...you won’t blame me, right.”

Makoto Ito scratched his head and said humbly, after all, a song is always copyrighted. Although he didn't know why there were so many popular music adapted from Japan in Hong Kong in the [-]s and [-]s, he could still understand , so if it is done without authorization, it is equivalent to plagiarism.

"How can I blame you? What you adapted is really...I...I can't even tell what it feels like...Can you sing it again?"

There is excitement in Yiqing's eyes, she is a fan of music.

"kindness."

Makoto Ito was silent for a moment, then looked around, "Do you have a guitar?"

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"Want an accompaniment?"

Yiqing was taken aback for a moment, then pointed to a piano on the stage, "Only the piano..."

"It's okay...then let's play the piano."

Ito nodded sincerely. At this time, his whole body exuded a kind of temperament. His people walked onto the stage of the concert lightly.

Under the spotlight, the handsome young man sat on the piano seat, pressed his hands on the keys, and gently moved the strings. He looked elegant and concentrated, and there was a microphone on one side, and he was talking to the microphone. Singing the moving music while playing the piano, "To be with you in this life or to regret it in the next life. Why do you never understand this riddle until you suddenly look back and remember the end of the world? The shadow of the road to the end of the world depends on the yellow spring and the blue fall. From now on, we will be divided into two places. Thousands of mountains and snowy moons. Looking back at each other in the moonlight, who will wear cold clothes, the end of the world, the soul of the road, and return to the hometown. Tonight, there is no snow, no sunshine, no sadness and joy. The two face each other. The wind, the delicate and elegant ancient music, coupled with Ito Makoto's perfect and slightly desolate voice, is empty It is as if standing on the prairie fire, the smoke of war is pervasive, the girl who misses you is pounding the cold iron clothes, and the husband of Congjun has been late, guarding the moonlight alone, waiting hard at home for her husband to return from the war, But she didn't know that the old man had died on the battlefield, and the sad tune was narrating, and Yiqing sat under the table. For some reason, a line of tears flowed down the corner of her eyes. Although she didn't understand, she knew that this song was so touching. People are sad and heartbroken for it, even her soul trembles for it, and her eyes fall on Makoto Ito who has put down the piano cover, and her eyes can no longer hold anything except worship.

"How do you like it?"

Makoto Ito walked to her side, smiled slightly, his voice was so gentle, his perspectives merged together, he could feel the warmth in his heart, his face flushed slightly, "I like it... I really like it..."

"I have been your admirer since a long time ago, I am really happy to see you today..."

Makoto Ito said quietly.

"I know, but you don't know that I have become your admirer now."

Yiqing smiled softly, she closed her eyes now, as if she was still lingering in the singing, Ito Makoto looked at the goddess' appearance, moved her head slightly closer, but kissed her thin lips directly .

The beautiful woman's heart trembled suddenly, this kiss like a dragonfly on water made her heart extremely dumbfounded, she subconsciously opened her eyes, Makoto Ito stared at her, his eyes seemed to be able to speak, as if Say it a thousand times and ten thousand times, "I love you, Yi Qing."

Ito Makoto didn't blush, didn't feel shy, and looked at her calmly.

"I know……"

She nodded, but when she was about to say something, Ito Makoto had already put her arms around her slender willow waist, holding her tightly. Under the spotlight of the dark concert, her person leaned gently on her In Makoto Ito's arms, "You won't reject me, right?"

"I... I don't know... I'm so messed up right now... Really messed up..."

She said softly, "The wind blows the last leaf, and my heart is also covered with snow..."

Makoto Ito hugged her body while humming a song called Season of Lonely.

Beautiful music, unforgettable melancholy temperament, Yiqing is also a woman, Ito Makoto is talented, and her singing voice is melodious, her heart has already been deeply attracted by this temperament, Ito Makoto is humming, that Put your hands on her shoulders, "Don't..."

She is a little shy.

"There's no one here...except me and you...if you don't want to...then forget it."

It's all said and done, but Makoto Ito's voice carried too much helplessness, and when it reached Makoto Ito's ears, her heart was extremely uncomfortable. She didn't want to see Makoto Ito sad, but she tiptoed, and said directly to Makoto Ito Kissing hard on his lips, "I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Makoto Ito..."

Makoto Ito gently hugged her body, lowered his head slowly, and pressed her directly to the ground. His hands tore off her coat, and then he saw the beautiful scene inside the clothes at a glance.

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Yiqing lowered her willow eyebrows, but it was a pity that Makoto Ito would not give her such a chance, turned over and pressed her under the light. The stage lights here are on every day, but there is no one. Under the light, she has no Wear any clothing.

Makoto Ito stared blankly, "Goddess, you are so beautiful..."

After finishing speaking, in order to bring some romantic atmosphere to Zodiac Love, she flicked her sleeves, and the surroundings turned into a sky full of stars, and the surroundings became an endless starry sky. She lay in the starry sky, curled up, like a holy The goddess Athena in Fighter Seiya has a body without clothes and long jet black hair, "This... how did Cheng do it?"

Because of her joy, she let go of her hands that were originally placed on the peaks.

The pink red beans are inlaid on the top of the crispy chest, and you can have a panoramic view of everything. Although the beautiful posture is shy, it reveals a little bit of tinyness. Beauty may not be enough to describe her. Facing her Looking at such a trembling body, what else can Ito Makoto say?Saying more is worse than doing more, so Ito Makoto pressed directly on her body, and the moment that beautiful body came into contact with it, it was like a long-lost fire and dry wood intertwined into a beautiful movement.

In the dead of night, with no one else around, Makoto Ito and Makoto Ito were entangled together, stretching endlessly. She closed her voice and felt quietly. Makoto Ito's movements were extremely gentle. The special feeling is romantic, returning to the most primitive ambition of human beings with the one you love in the endless starry sky.

"Cheng-jun...I...I'm starting to bleed..."

She bit her thin lip, looking a little dazed.

"Every woman's first time is like this. Although it will hurt a little, I think you will like it very much, right?"

Makoto Ito pushed back her long black hair, kissed her forehead with the corner of her mouth, and her amber eyes exuded infinite beauty, all of which were full of romantic feelings of humanism, and her black eyes There are happy colors shining in it.

A woman's body is like a gorgeous attire, which is not only pleasing to the eye, but also outlines the long-silent flame in a man's heart. After several hours of fighting, she is already exhausted, but she is still a silent recipient In this current situation, Makoto Ito became more and more courageous as he fought, like a brave and skilled general, without any intention of staying at all.

The stick and the cave kept making touching sounds, and the twitching melody was a perfect movement, "I would like to become, in fairy tales, your favorite angel..."

At this time, Makoto Ito used music therapy in order to reduce her inner fatigue.

"This... this song is really nice... what's it called? I still want to hear Mr. Cheng sing for me."

She bit her thin lip, closed her eyes, and listened quietly, but the pain in her body gradually dissipated.

"Fairy tale, don't I think you and I are just like the plot in a fairy tale?"

Makoto Ito brushed her body, still smiling indifferently, and continued humming the music after speaking.

"……What a nice view……"

This song is really beautiful. She closed her eyes and listened to it. Listening to Ito Makoto's voice like a sound of nature, her body gradually relaxed a lot. Of course, this is just the relaxation of the soul, but at least it is enough, Ito Cheng changed a few more songs, no matter what he sang, as a female singer, Yi Qing would be surprised by it, the reason was not how good the song was, but how good the singer was.

The silent heart revived in a song, and finally turned into the flame of love burning, a generation of queen-level singer Yiqing gloriously turned into Ito Makoto's crotch. The minister, "You have become my woman , How much happiness is this to me?"

Makoto Ito lifted her chin, knowing that he was a little tired, so he kissed her lips hard.

"I am the happiest woman who can become Cheng Jun's woman."

She smiled lightly, not concealing her liking for a person at all. As time went on, the two of them had already embraced each other and fell asleep.

After waking up the next day, Makoto Ito stole Yiqing into the Clow card, and he walked out of the concert hall habitually. Every day the music concert will change a group of musicians to perform, so occasionally other singers will appear Concert the next day.

The poster has been replaced, and it is no longer a thief. Makoto Ito raised his head and looked around, but finally shook his head. The new day is the performance of other stars, but his favorite is still a girl, so he plans to be alone Go out and relax.

The environment in Japan is relatively good. At least the air is very fresh and there is no excess pollution. This is a tourist destination on the outskirts of Tokyo, Japan. Early in the morning, you can breathe the clearest and most natural air.

A woman in fashionable clothes, who seems to be from a foreign country, is holding a camera to shoot the surrounding scenery alone. She has a beautiful figure, long black hair, and a peerless figure. But how much she hides, her beauty comes from the sincerity of her heart.

"Excuse me, are you a tourist from China?"

Makoto Ito stepped forward and said to her directly in Chinese, he remembered who this person was.

"...I...I am."

The goddess was a bit restrained, but she nodded, "My name is Yang Mi... Are you from China too?"

She smiled very friendly, at least here, no one will know her star status, let alone paparazzi.

Makoto Ito found that Yang Mi was more beautiful than when he was looking at her childhood. After a closer look, her figure was also very good, and there was a bit of tenderness in her words. Makoto Ito subconsciously looked at her feet again, " It doesn't stink at all...”

Makoto Ito couldn't help muttering to himself.Yang Mi has stinky feet?That's obviously nonsense, this product is more beautiful than what I saw on TV before time travel, and its appearance and behavior, but it has the same temperament as Yang Mi who played Guo Xiang in "The Legend of Condor Heroes" How many.

"I think of you... You are the Yang Mi who made the movie in Tianchao, right? I am your fan and drama fan, I... I like the Nie Xiaoqian you made in A Chinese Ghost Story the most."

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Makoto Ito took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to her.

"So you know me...I...I thought no one here would recognize me...you must not tell anyone."

Yang Mi breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously glanced at Ito Makoto, she found that Ito Makoto was definitely one of the best handsome guys, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and amber eyes showing a bit of indifference.

"No, by the way, what is your relationship with Hawick Lau?"

Makoto Ito is thinking, he is considering whether he should be a grassroots Yang Mi.

"Who is Hawick Lau? I don't know..."

Yang Mi shook his head, Makoto Ito suddenly realized, because the time and space in this world may be different, this woman named Yang Mi has any scandals, and she is one of the best pure beauties.

"So it's like this... does my sister have a boyfriend?"

Makoto Ito continued to ask.

"...No... What's the matter, asking so many questions at once? You don't want to chase me, do you?"

Yang Mi paused while holding the pen, and asked in doubt.

"Well...well... Actually, I have always regarded you as my goddess. If I say that I don't like a beautiful person like you, it's simply impossible."

Ito Makoto shook his head.

"Okay, no kidding, I don't have a boyfriend yet, if you can make my heart beat within three hours... I'll be your girlfriend... how about it?"

Yang Mi paused for a moment, but responded simply, in her opinion, no one can make her heart move.

Chapter 25 Fuck Yang Mi