Then, Si Yuanzhen really walked over, took the microphone from the woman's hand, sat on the round stool where the woman was sitting before, stared at the woman sitting quietly in the corner, and started singing:
How come you never realize that I love you
The throbbing frequency of my heartbeat is burning my passion at this moment
I want you to know that my heart is very transparent but you never care
I love you deeply but you never look carefully
I gave my heart to you without any thought
And the distance you keep is too mysterious, sometimes too far and sometimes too close. This is a problem.
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My suppressed heart almost makes me breathless. Every breath I take continues the breath of loving you.
The colorful neon lights in the city are like your heart that confuses me and flickers because I am in too deep...
He sang a Russian love song called "Heartbeat."
There is no beautiful soundtrack, only the rare subwoofer sound of a man, and a different kind of charm and charm slowly flow.
Low and melancholy, full of affection in the silence, the dull syllables are like pulling the strings of the heart, sexy and hoarse, the low-key is rich in a hoarse power and energy, the whole piece is overflowing with a kind of enthusiasm Unrestrained and shocking.
Ye Jinwu didn't dare to look at him, but the gaze that was left on her, as if she had forgotten to take it back, as if it had been forever, still made her heart beat wildly.
In my ears I heard the man's straightforward, bold and passionate love songs.
The man's voice is deep, magnetic, sexy, and melodious. When he sings a Russian love song, it doesn't go against the grain. The tail note rises slightly, with a bit of gorgeousness, making it even more passionate.
She was irresistibly addicted.
At this time, the proprietress sitting next to her suddenly whispered: "He sings very well."
Not only does it sing well, it can make your ears pregnant.
Ye Jinwu's heart skipped a beat. She raised her eyes and met the meaningful eyes of the landlady. For some reason, she felt a trace of falsehood in her heart.
The boss lady continued: "After tonight, I don't know how many women's hearts this song will capture, and I don't know how many women's hearts it will break!"
Si Yuanzhen held the microphone and walked slowly towards Ye Suwu, with affectionate eyes and passionate love songs.
In the field, the woman's eyes kept pestering him.
However, his eyes only lingered on her from beginning to end.
"Yes...really?"
Ye Jinwu didn't know how to answer. Si Yuanzhen's gaze made it impossible for her to hide. She raised her head and looked at him stubbornly, but she overestimated her self-control. In an instant, she fell into it and couldn't break free.
The landlady added: "Many women are madly in love with him, but his heart is not fraternal. It is even so narrow that it is only as big as a utility room for two people. He can put it in his heart. There is only one woman."
The man in sight slowly squatted in front of Ye Suiwu, lowered his noble figure, lowered his noble head, and gave up his identity and status. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was fascinated by a woman.
Ye Jinwu was completely speechless and looked at the man in front of her quietly. Years had stopped, time had escaped, and the world was barren. Only the man's warm and affectionate songs lingered in her ears, and the man's gentle face was engraved in her heart and unforgettable.
This man Si Yuanzhen is a complete devil.
It is the devil who tempts you to fall into the abyss.
When holding a butcher's knife in his hand, he is full of murderous sins and is frightening.
When holding the carving knife in hand, his mouth is full of love and temptation.
While chatting and laughing, evil intentions are hidden and murderous intentions are looming.
When singing lyrically, it is passionate and intoxicating.
However, this strong contrast will give people a kind of courage, like a moth flying into a flame. At this time, Ye Jinwu did not realize that when the man said the words "for a lifetime" to her , she has fallen into the abyss, and is only one step away from hell. She is destined to be unable to escape from the catastrophe of this life.
The song ends.
Everyone in the venue was immersed in the love song, which was more intoxicating than Rosemary at Scarborough Market, and could not recover for a long time.
Including Ye Jinwu.
Si Yuanzhen looked at her seriously and attentively: "You are so beautiful, you make me fascinated."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
Because everyone remembers that he just said that the woman he likes is the woman who makes him fascinated.
Ye Jinwu's face turned pale and she was panicking. She was not good at rejecting others, especially on such occasions. Everything made her hesitant and embarrassed.
"Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom." She stood up from the sofa in a panic, almost running away.
Standing in the dark corner of the restaurant from beginning to end, Ye Wan witnessed all this, and the worry in her heart was so heavy that she could hardly breathe.
With a man like Si Yuanzhen, probably no woman can resist his charm.
What's more, her love life is completely blank. She seems cold and distant, but in fact she is so flexible and simple. The more Si Yuanzhen puts into her body, the more she will demand from her. The greater the price, the greater the price Ah Wu will pay in the future.
But can she really stop it
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Ye Jinwu rushed to the bathroom, quickly closed the bathroom door, and leaned against the door panel as if she was exhausted, panting non-stop.
The man's passionate love song lingered in her ears, and the man's gorgeous, hoarse, low-pitched and sexy voice made her blood surge uncontrollably, and her cheeks suddenly felt hot and hot, even if she didn't use it You can see how red her face is at this time.
She rushed to the sink, turned on the faucet, and poured a handful of cold water on her face. The cold temperature relieved her restlessness, and she kept reciting the "Heart Sutra" silently in her heart.
After she finally calmed down, as soon as she opened the bathroom door, she saw Si Yuanzhen leaning on the wall next to the bathroom door, holding a cigarette between the fingers of his right hand and puffing away at it. Amidst the smoke, he felt a little confused. A kind of dejected laziness.
Ye Jinwu's body stiffened.
Si Yuanzhen stretched out his fingers and quickly put out the cigarette butt.
His action made Ye Jinwu feel terrified. The burning temperature of cigarettes can reach 200-300 degrees. He actually stubbed out the cigarette butt with his bare hands.
Si Yuanzhen looked at her: "Are you feeling well?"
Ye Jinwu nodded slightly: "It's almost done."
There was a suffocating silence.
Si Yuanzhen took out the huanghuali wood hairpin carved from his room, took her hand and put it in her palm: "For you, this is the most perfect hairpin I have carved so far."
The pale golden hairpin exudes a warm luster, has a delicate texture, is quaint and beautiful, and a cluster of pear blossoms on the head of the hairpin is lifelikely carved.
Ye Jinwu looked at it and thought of how she had first met him at Lingji Temple not long ago. The wooden hairpins he cut were as rough as fire sticks. In just a few days, he had actually become such a skilled carver.
Obviously a lot of thought was put into it.
It’s the details that often touch a woman’s heart the most.