Is it really a straight girl?

She hasn't liked it yet.

"It turns out that Mi Ji is such a child..." After drinking, Lianhua's pure gray crystal pupils gradually became a little blurred, she raised her hand and opened her mouth just as she was about to say something.

The cute voice from the speaker next to her interrupted Lianhua's words.

"Mimi! It's time for you to order a song! That's right, help me get another bottle of wine!"

The sound is so loud, it's so loud that you want to scratch your ears!

And who is Mimi!Please don't use such a cute title, because you obviously look much smaller than me!

But Mi Ji still didn't say what was in his heart, just took another bottle of green fruit wine from the table and brought it over.

Bi Fang was holding the microphone with one hand and putting it to his mouth to test the mic carelessly, making all kinds of strange sounds from time to time. If this idol was videotaped at this time, I am afraid that his idol career would be over.

Who would have imagined that this little idol would grab an empty wine bottle in the KTV and let the last drop of wine fall into his mouth, and he would exhale into the microphone, and at the same time hook another A red-haired woman dangled her arm.

This is definitely a disqualified idol...

Wait, is a bottle of fruit wine completely drunk like this?so fast?

Bi Fang put the wine bottle to the place casually, let out a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, still looking clearly at Mi Ji's position, stretched out his right hand, shaking and grabbing at Mi Ji like a child asking for a bottle. Miki's location.

"Come on, let me drink some more." Bi Fang said hehe.

Two bottles... There shouldn't be a problem with each other, right?After all, the eyes are still so clear?But is it really okay to drink so fast?

Mi Ji hesitated for a while, and handed over the fruit wine drink in his hand, the drink was grabbed and released from his hand in an instant, the little idol quickly turned the bottle away, gulped himself another sip, and the wine slipped from the corner of his mouth.

"Hiss~" Bi Fang clicked his mouth, "What song do you want?"

"I don't know what's there..." Miji leaned down, looked at the song request screen on the side of the sofa, and scanned the ranking list.

How many do you seem to know?

"Rosemary, Summer Wind, Mercury." Mi Ji blinked and read out the three songs interspersed in the charts: "These three are pretty good."

"Hey, what about the unexpected crowd." Bi Fang said.

There are only a few Chinese songs that Mi Ji can barely sing.

"I'm just an ordinary person." Mi Ji's tone was not pleasant.

The person in front of him was crumbs, and Ms. Miji did not continue to treat him politely.

"Really, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it." Bi Fang squinted his eyes: "You can't see a girl like Mi Jijiang on the street."

"I was walking on the street today. If I can't see it, it's your own problem, Miss Bifang." Miki watched the singer Mahiru skillfully select the three songs and put them in order, and then realized He stepped back and returned to Miss Lianhua's position, and picked up the snacks and fruits on the table.

During the conversation between the four girls, the first song was played on the panoramic speaker in the KTV private room, and Kakata and Mahiru took the microphone and naturally stepped onto the stage.

The stage seemed to be shown, and the temperament of the two people on the field suddenly changed into another appearance when the singing sounded.

So much so that Mi Ji's movement of putting the Miaojiao on her fingers stagnated at this moment.

A rare and special sunny temperament almost infected Mi Ji with the singing.

Yes, these two people in front of them suddenly became 'idols'.

When singing and dancing, they are no longer the individuals who lived normally before, but are possessed by art that transcends reality. At the moment of singing, they step into another interface.

The singing of these two people is easy to hear to this extent.

Tremolo, breath, movement, tone, emotion and expression are all injected into it. Nowadays, it is not the music that is sung by them, but they have become part of the music.

So it becomes extra bright.

This is the stage...

Miki thought silently.

The performance of the two of them attracts people's attention and infects people's feelings. They sing sometimes gentle, sometimes brisk and intense music with smiles, showing an irresistible atmosphere that makes people want to go deep into it.

So much so that Mi Ji thought, "Is this glamorous idol in front of me really the scumbag just now?" 'illusion.

'? Won't you try to sneak a peek into my heart?'

'?Is the thing you want not overflowing yet?'

'?Can you still eat more and more and fill me up tightly?'

The sound rang in Mi Ji's hearing, it was something irresistible, the emotions were aroused, and even the corners of Mi Ji's mouth couldn't help curling up, and Miss Lianhua beside her began to clap her hands in rhythm, and Mi Ji also imitated her appearance for The two in front of them clapped their hands.

It wasn't until this time that for the first time, Yaki really had the idea of ​​"idol, you are really amazing".

The performances of the two in front of them are definitely worthy of respect.

At the end of the song, the accompaniment was still resounding through the speakers. The two people on the stage looked at each other and smiled, blinked cutely but chicly together, and waved beautifully to the audience where there were only two people.

"Your star of tomorrow, the shining star in the night sky, here to bring you light and hope! I am everyone's idol Bi Fang!" Bi Fang held the microphone and swung his arms up.

"Hakata Tan is also cute today." Mahiru who was beside him sang together.

At the same time, the previous accompaniment ends, and the new song lights up on the screen behind.

"Welcome to my unknown number of concerts with Mahiru-chan! The next song is! Sparks of Lies——"

The new passionate tune bloomed again among the surrounding speakers.

The stage has unfolded, and the concert has begun.

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36. Mahiru is really just watching

When the first mention of cider was served, I remained silent.

It is not uncommon for KTV parties to drink some low-alcohol fruit wine.After all, the little idol at home is in the mood, so what if I drink a bottle with her?

When the second mention of fruit wine was placed on the table, I remained silent.

The little idol looks like he can hold a lot of alcohol.This level of fruit wine... To be honest, Mi Ji felt that even he could kill three or four bottles, not to mention the little idol in front of him who was still looking good after three bottles.

When the third mention of cider hit the glass table, I remained silent.

Although the words of four girls and 250 bottles of wine are a little overwhelmed, but this [-]ml fruit wine has a very low alcohol content, isn't it just a drink?This amount should be considered just right, and the atmosphere will be lively without being too drunk.

When the fourth fruit wine pushed away a pile of empty wine bottles and landed on the table with a jingle, Mi Ji, who had already drank a lot, thought that he could not keep silent.

She grabbed the microphone on the table and sang the last piece of Mercury that she ordered.

'? How far is it to get into your heart?'

'? How long will it take to get close to you?'

……

The soft and gentle voice, with a hint of sadness in the tone, the girl was in a state of confusion, the emotion infected the voice, along the texture of the skin, walked over the twisting arms, I don't know if it was because of the wine or something, she was restrained I can't help but sing out my emotions.

'?Planet around?'

'?How can...have you?'

……

The three of them resting on the sofa beat the beat with their palms, shaking from side to side to support this warm atmosphere.

Bi Fang completely disregarded his own image, clapped his hands after a wow-wah exclamation, clenched his fists as if calling.

"Miji! Miki! Miki!"

'?how lucky?'

'?Dare to let me realize that you are not alone?'

"Mi Ji! My goddess!" Bi Fang shouted happily.

It's so noisy. Hey...

Mi Ji raised the corners of her lips, perhaps because of the alcohol, she was less covering her heart at this time, and she was less worried about many things.

Now it's just singing and gathering with friends. There is no need to worry about sexual orientation or anything.

She sat on a high round stool on the stage, grabbed Mike, and looked at another screen above the sofa.

Her purple pupils, as bright as a starry night, trembled and blurred like water waves, and her white pleated dress fell on her calves like petals. Her night-colored long hair mixed with purple was also scattered behind her and in front of her shoulders. Emotions were magnified by the alcohol, and the cherry lips became thoroughly moist at this time, and the cheeks also turned slightly red.

The flickering multi-colored halos in the room swirled everywhere, and also surrounded the girl's body.

She heard her own voice, singing in a gentle melody, breathing at the end of a sentence.

'?A dream for you, a dream for you...?'

As the music fell, Miji suddenly felt a natural sense of reluctance to see the petals withering in his heart. After humming two more pleasant tunes, he walked off the stage and sat back in his seat.

On the way, he saw that he was holding his mobile phone in front of him as if he was taking pictures, but his hand movements were a little shaky, as if he was trying to control the stability but couldn't do it.

"Hi!" Miki yelled.

This guy is taking pictures openly and honestly.

Bi Fang giggled and scratched the long hair on top of her head to make a guilty look, but she didn't seem to have any intention of deleting the video at all. She operated a few times and put the phone in her arms.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's quite normal to record it because it looks good." She grabbed a bottle of fruit wine from the table and opened it smoothly with a swipe.

Is it normal?

It was difficult for Miji to distinguish because of the slightly drunken haze.

"You sing beautifully. Are you interested in being an idol with me?" Bi Fang crookedly approached with a wine bottle, and she was the only one who didn't use a glass until now.

"Not interested." Mi Ji said bluntly, touched the other party's wine bottle with his glass, and took another half sip of the fruit wine.In a few seconds, she completely forgot what she cared about before.

It's really delicious, with a stimulating sweet and fruity taste, which can make people feel better.

Mi Ji looked at the other side in front of her and gulped down her throat a few more mouthfuls. Even her stomach swelled up visibly, and she ate the corner of her finger again, which was completely rude. An inelegant belch, the little idol let out a quick breath.

Mi Ji glanced at the sofa where the other side was sitting just now, there were six or seven empty wine bottles scattered on the glass table, and looked at the other party shaking here in a daze as if he was about to fall down in the next moment, and finally felt reluctantly. Something is wrong.

"Did you drink too much?" Mi Ji said directly without any hesitation.

"How come, how come~" Bi Fang waved his hands with a sneer, even though the smile also trembled slightly: "Where are we going..."

She seemed to be puzzled suddenly, and looked back, the six or seven empty wine bottles on the table and the three or four fallen on the ground seemed to remind this little idol again.

"It seems, maybe, a little, drank a little too much?" Bi Fang asked himself, shook his head confidently, and touched the cup in Mi Ji's hand again: "Forget it, don't worry, let's have another glass!"