Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“Am I, Young Master Oh, like that? I'm sensible. You're not a professional singer. You'll understand you're not singing very well. ”

“Okay, then I'll make a fool out of it.” Huang Ling turned around, smiled and went straight to the stage.

“Alas...” the manager reached out and waved at Huang Ling's back. This girl went on stage without makeup or changing clothes?

On stage, Huang Ling took the microphone handed over by Le's partner.

She would have frightened herself.

But when she stood on stage herself, not only was she not frightened, but she was excited.

She stood in the center of the stage, the microphone resting on her mouth, under a swaying light, and her smile was bright.

“Hi, I'm a marketer at this bar. This is the first time I've ever stood on stage singing, and when I got off stage, I was worried about the fright, and I was overwhelmed. I am now standing up and I am not frightened to see you looking at me with support and anticipation. Thank you Mr. Wu Jia for inviting me to drink for everyone, but I am not a professional singer, I don't normally like to sing, I sing in a timely manner. If I run a little bit, forget words or something, I hope that everyone will be more tolerant. Now I'm going to choose" Love's Support, "which I'm familiar with. Do you like it? ”

When she said that, Huang Ling was courageous and brave, and after that, she smiled sweetly at the audience downstairs.

Mobson, who drinks at the bar, hears the movement here, turns around and looks this way.

When Huang Ling stood on stage with the microphone, he picked out his eyebrows.

When he heard her, he knew she was going to sing.

In his heart, he's a brother, but crude.

He wants to see if the rough girl sings as cute as her murderous face.

Mobson, a vegetarian with a long hand like a jade, took a high foot and sat down in an empty position below the stage.

He leaned lazily against the back of the chair, stacked his long legs, and looked at the girl on the stage with a funny laugh on the bottom of his eyes.

Huang Ling quickly entered the state with a beautiful and sad melody.

Into the state of her, walking slowly on stage.

She thinks it's strange, to get into a state so fast, to dare, she's talented to be a singer?

She looked up at the bar lobby.

Many Guests, after hearing the music, also come to see her sing.

And she's not frightened. There's no reason...

Hold you in your hand, burn the incense with piety, cut a piece of candlelight, and light the spandex.

Don't begrudge the ileum, just beg for love one time, love to the end wounded cry so desperate.

I have spent my whole life feeding you.

Just wait for you to stop and look around.

Give me infinite love and the power of being loved.

Allows me to feel at ease under the bodhisattva, quiet idea--

Huang Ling usually doesn't like to listen to songs, but since she woke up and knew she was reborn, she had no reason to fall in love with the song.

Perhaps the lead actress of this song, like her experience, was reborn...

Singing, she couldn't help but remember the first time she met Gu Zheng.

Recalling that she had mustered the courage to make a confession, he refused.

Looking back at his parents' plane crash and death, he looked painful.

When he said to her, "Let's get married," she rolled with excitement and couldn't sleep for three days and three nights.

Looking back on his marriage, he was all kinds of cold with her...