You Will Be Mine!

She was coquettish and soft. She put her head on his shoulder and stared at him: "but people want to hear it..."

"I really can't..." Yelai Xiang's tone is softer, but her eyes are still very persistent and do not sing.

Because his singing is really hard to hear.

Zhang Sang's guess is right, he is really five tone incomplete, poor to what extent, Zhang sang did not guess.

"How can it be? I don't believe it!" As soon as she saw his expression, she was sure that he must have sung.

"I really haven't sung before. In the dark family, the teacher didn't ask to sing, so I didn't sing." Although he has heard many music lessons, he is really disgusted.

Because when he first learned it, he tried to sing it for a while, and then he found that

Can't bear to look back on the past jumped on the heart, Yelai Xiang also feel particularly helpless.

"Then sing it to me. I want to hear it..." She blinked her eyes and looked at him innocently. Her eyes were soft and soft, and there was no way to refuse.

That's what happened to yelaixiang.

In his world, there are only two kinds of people, one is recognized by him, the other is not recognized by him.

Such as deep love and small you, is the person he recognized, so he can do anything for them.

For those who are not recognized by him, he regards strangers as strangers, not to mention talking to you, but to see you with both eyes.

I don't know when he has recognized Zhang sang, so he can't refuse her. Especially when she gazed at him so beautifully, it seemed that her heart was tickled by him.

"Sing, sing, just once In fact, I just don't feel confident. I'm afraid that you will dislike me, so I just want to listen to your singing... " Zhang sang said against his will.

As a person who is always a Macintosh in KTV, how can he be a person who can't sing?

But in order to listen to the music of yelaixiang, she also had the cheek to tell a little lie.

"You sing very well, much better than me." Sometimes yelaixiang is very cute and silly. He really can't see that Zhang sang is deliberately coaxing him. He says it seriously.

"Don't comfort me, you haven't heard me sing again!"

"Yes, every time you are happy, you will hum a song, in the kitchen, in the living room, in Well, they've all sung The night comes fragrant to say behind, the face is red.

The last one, of course, is in the bathroom. When she takes a bath and is in a good mood, she will definitely hum songs. Her voice is very beautiful, clear and bright, with a few heroic spirits.

However, he didn't mean to say it.

"Have you ever sung it?" Zhang sang blinked, his face not red, panting to tell a lie.

Of course, she knew that she had sung. She was still very aware of the stink of humming a few words whenever and wherever she was in a good mood.

"Yes, it's good to hear." He thought the song was really better than those singers.

"If you listen to my singing, you can sing one for me, otherwise I'll be grateful!" Zhang sang Du mouth said, pink face fluttering, red lips especially purplish sexy.

This coquettish to his body, that low breast pajamas slightly open a few minutes.

Evening primrose

He tried to distract himself, and then he said something very seriously:

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