Warm marriage is like fire: male god boss spoils deeply

He is the protagonist everywhere, and tonight, he condescends to honor, willingly offers all honor and favor, only for the girl

"Brother, it's really hard work. Tonight's dinner seems to be entirely for the sake of being lonely and happy!" Mo Li sighed, because many girls who wanted to rush onto the stage were stopped by the bodyguards of the Palace boss

"Do you see it now?" Fengzi looks at Mo Li proudly like an idiot!

"Second brother, who is that girl?"

Over the years, Mo Li and fengziao's women have changed again and again. Gong sijue, alone, has never been introverted and cold, and has no patience and enthusiasm for women. However, since the emergence of Leng Qinghuan, it has completely subverted the impression of Gong sijue in Mo Li's heart!

"Who can make me so interested except the girl?"

Mo Li smelled the words, and his peach eyes suddenly realized, "is she the little girl in the picture?"

"Well!" Feng Ziao nods!

Both of them looked at the pair of outstanding and elegant people on the stage. For a long time, don't leave the status of "brother Caidao". How can Leng Qinghuan afford it? "

Feng Ziao sighed lightly. Who can say what will happen in the future?

Leng Qinghuan felt herself floating in the clouds. She danced well and enjoyed herself, just like many nights before she was 18, she danced in the open-air dance studio built by her father. The stars were all over the sky and the music was like waves

She was wearing a black veil, but miraculously she could see a man in a white shirt and black trousers staring at her silently. His eyes lit up the stars in the sky, and his elegant and profound outline was so charming

His mind became more and more dim. In his blurred vision, the man's handsome face turned into an 11 - year-old young man

He stood under the ginkgo tree and smiled at her.

Cold and happy intoxicated little face, she really wants to sing a song for him!

---The stars were bright and dotted that night.

---Golden leaves and flowers are dancing. I see you, ah, what a beautiful boy.

---Under the ginkgo tree, he is affectionate, ah, an intoxicating teenager.

The ethereal and clear singing echoed in the blue lawn. It seemed that only the wonderful voice of the girl could be heard in the universe.

The whole orchid lawn was unspeakably quiet, and the impetuous and boiling crowd was extremely silent, which was brought to the innocence era by this wonderful song.

"What song is this? Listen! ".

I don't know how long it took, a man exclaimed.

There were many well-known composers and singers talking about it.

"This song has beautiful lyrics, and the girl's voice is ethereal and distant. It's really beautiful!".

"In my impression, I've never heard this song," sighed a senior composer.

He looked at the girl in the middle of the stage, suddenly opened his eyes and was pleasantly surprised. "Is it improvisation?".

The composer's startling voice was heard by everyone present, and the crowd sucked in bursts.

How is that possible?

Just now she was still dancing, but in just a few seconds, she could sing and think and create such a perfect song?

Look at the girl, her small face is bright and her posture is relaxed, as if this song had already passed through her soul!

---Your smile, sad and lonely, is like the falling snow in winter.

---Let me drive away your loneliness and accompany you to wander around the world, ah, my boy!

Gong sijue's body was stiff and his deep eyes were very deep. He looked at the girl singing and dancing.

The girl was also watching him. Although he couldn't see her eyes, he could see her crimson little face and charming smile.