Go steal the cat together: Who is it! ! who is it! ! Actually, I can let my goddess sing it to him!
Cat Stealing Squad: What song to sing! Confession still! !
Do you want me to be careful: what song or song, wait, by the way, who is so lucky
Said the happiness: jealousy makes me totally unrecognizable!
Tie Zhu of the dog egg: Jealousy has separated me!
The barrage scrolled too fast, and Jun Zishu only had time to catch one of them.
Jealous or something... Jun Zishu smiled and sat on the bed very happily.
"I haven't sang this song in the live broadcast room. I will start it right away, a song "The Sun and Sunflower" for my dear young lady."
A little bit to set fire:! ! ! Miss sister! ! Wow t﹏t, envy young lady!
Don't talk and kiss me: I'm relieved to hear that it's a young lady, it's not a wild man.
Hehehe: It's the young lady upstairs, so don't worry.
"晚れていくオレンジに空は燃えるから，
せつなさが私の胸に広がった，
夏が终わる… どうかお愿い…
抱きしめて体温が上がるくらいに，
…… …"
This is still a Japanese song, Jun Zi Shu thinks it sounds pretty good, and the title of the song sounds very sunny!
But listen, listen... It seems something is wrong
The brilliance of the setting sun burned the sky into orange-red, sadness continued to spread in my heart, and the summer was coming to an end, how I hope you can hold me and let this enthusiasm continue...
It seems that the sun is not up... Is it a love song
Love songs are just love songs, they are still very nice.
"そして私はもっともっと好きになる，
あなただけを好きになってしまう，
…”
Jun Zishu didn't notice that Yun Zizhou's way of singing became a bit wrong.
Yun Zizhou was still singing, but his eyes became brighter and more engaged.
In this way, I will become more like you, become just like you...
After Yun Zizhou sang, the first reaction was to read the book of gentlemen. The book of gentlemen smiled at her and expressed his approval.
Jun Zishu saw Yun Zizhou's flushed face and sweat on his forehead, and his expression was a little confused.
In the past few days, Yun Zizhou's singing reaction has not been so intense, and this song does not require a particularly strong emotional vent.
Although Junzishu was surprised, he still pulled a piece of paper on the bedside table to wipe Yunzizhou sweat.
Yun Zizhou was startled by her actions, but tried hard to grasp the arm of his chair, raising his head and letting Jun Zishu wipe her sweat.
Xiuxiuxiu: Hey, why didn't Zizhou speak anymore
The past follows the wind: huh? ? what happens
The anchor was suddenly silent, and the people who ate melons were surprised.
Jun Zishu pointed to the computer and motioned Yun Zizhou to read it.
Yun Zizhou nodded indiscriminately, stiffening his body.
What's wrong with her
She didn't know, but the sweat on her face was getting more and more.
Jun Zishu threw the paper into the trash can and began to wonder if Yunzizhou was too hot.
But at the moment the room temperature is just right, neither cold nor hot.
"I just went to get a tissue, nothing happened."
"Leave you to chat with Miss Sister? This mind can be bigger."
Yun Zizhou said with a smile, the body temperature dropped a little bit as the gentleman left.
"Sleep with Miss Sister? It's not this brain hole, you really are..."
Yun Zizhou couldn't complain to the audience who suddenly drove, but he didn't know how, and suddenly his heartbeat was a little faster.
After all, Jun Zishu was still behind her, lying on her bed.
Yun Zizhou closed her eyes and threw those thoughts out of her mind. She was thinking about something wild.
But the audience did not let the topic of Miss Sister let go, so Yun Zizhou could only sing their hands.
After the broadcast, Yun Zizhou's mouth was a little dry.
The gentleman book passed the water over and let her rest.
"Sister, you too, see you tomorrow."
"Ok."
After Yun Zizhou drank water and took a bath, he secretly peeped at the screen of his fan base.
As she expected, the group was discussing who her favorite young lady was.
Some people guessed it twice and others guessed it three times. In the end, everyone thought it should be the young lady who knew she was broadcasting.
She sang because she knew that Miss Sister would listen to the live broadcast.
Everyone’s analysis was very accurate and accurate. Yun Zizhou closed the chat page and wanted to shut it down, but then clicked on WeChat and opened a contact.
She hesitated, but chose to click to send the message, typed a line in the dialog box and sent it out.
[Yun Zizhou]: Godmother, I want to ask, does Sister Wentong have a boyfriend
Jun Zishu still didn't know that the god-sister who was separated from him was inquiring about her news. As soon as she woke up, she saw three WeChat messages sent by Mi Rou a few minutes ago.
[Mi Rou]: I resigned.
[Mi Rou]: I'm in the car.
[Mi Rou]: I am looking for you.