The wedding procession behind them was noisy and full of discussion.
Actually, this is not difficult.
Reciting poetry may be a little difficult for Chen Dazhuang, but love songs are not difficult!
"Forget it. He's just a rough guy, how can he sing or recite poetry?"
Yan Yulan said with a smile.
Chen Dazhuang nodded repeatedly with a look of surprise.
"No, Lanlan, you can't do this."
"Yeah, if you let him take you away so easily, you won't know how to cherish you."
"Lanlan, don't help them now!"
Several young ladies talked to each other and tried to interrupt Yan Yulan.
At this moment, Chen Wang thought of something, bent down, leaned close to the little girl's ear, and whispered something to him.
The little girl's big eyes rolled around and she nodded vigorously.
After touching her itchy ears, the little girl suddenly started humming.
The song I hummed was a well-known love song from the 1970s, The Moon Represents My Heart.
The little girl could sing, and everyone present could sing after hearing the melody.
"You asked me how much I love you."
"How much I love you..."
For a moment, everyone started singing along with the little girl.
Especially Chen Dazhuang, who started singing at the top of his voice after Chen Wang slapped him on the back, his voice drowning out everyone else's.
While singing, he looked at Yan Yulan affectionately.
The attitude is there, and the atmosphere is there.
The only problem is that it sounds terrible, just like Fat Tiger.
"Okay, okay, stop singing, that's enough."
Yan Yulan called for a stop, feeling both shy and amused.
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