Isn't it said that getting drunk can solve a thousand problems? Why does it feel worse the more I drink and the more sober I get?
Song Ling put down his wine glass and accidentally saw the transparent mist in Xu Su's eyes. His eyes suddenly became darker and more shocked, and he turned away the next second.
Men and women are different. When a woman is vulnerable, she hopes to be comforted by her best friend.
When a man is weak and uncomfortable, he doesn't like to be seen by his brothers. This is because women are naturally weak, while men are very strong.
Xu Su took a deep breath and made an excuse, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Song Ling didn't say anything, but looked at his back, frowning slightly. He knew that he must have found a corner to lick his wounds.
Liu Zhiyuan was sitting on the sofa, holding the microphone and singing Peng Jiahui's "It's a pity we met too late." Her voice was very good and her singing was beautiful.
Song Ling couldn't help but listen, immersed in it. A pair of eyes stared at her small figure with fiery eyes. Her little face was clear and charming, and the hair hanging on her shoulders was soft and very feminine.
Inadvertently, he was intoxicated by it. His deep eyes were full of her. His little wife was really beautiful and lovely. He couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.
After Liu Zhiyuan sang a song, she turned her little face and a smile flashed in her clear eyes. She asked softly, "Dear, does it sound good?"
Song Ling nodded, "Not bad."
Liu Zhiyuan smiled again and blinked mischievously: "What about you?"
Song Ling was a little dazed, but his eyes never left her.
Liu Zhiyuan was a little shy when she saw it. She sat next to him with a microphone and said, "Honey, sing for me."
Song Ling was not embarrassed, so he took the microphone and sang to her.
Liu Zhiyuan smiled and hugged his strong waist with her small hands: "Which song are you singing?"
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