This action, coupled with the other party's hot kiss, made Xiao Yu's waist weak and his scalp numb.
Zhou Yanzhi raised his eyes and met the child's frightened eyes. The child's eyes were beautiful, bright, clean and insightful.
But at this moment, he preferred his soft and elastic lips, which made him unconsciously want to put them between his teeth and taste them.
“Hmm…”
"Xiao Yu, I'm hungry..."
Lunch was Cantonese cuisine. Putting aside Xiao Yu's brief accident in the car, he ate heartily and was still not satisfied. Before leaving, Zhou Yanzhi also packed him some special dim sum made by the chef today.
The snacks are both sweet and salty, so you don’t have to worry about getting an upset stomach in this cold weather.
Most importantly, each snack looks great.
After coming out of the private kitchen, Xiao Yu received a call from Director Liang, saying that Mr. Guo had adjusted the music and hoped that he could record the song again.
Xiao Yu thought that Mr. Guo was a famous composer after all, and if he refused the invitation, it would be embarrassing. He had no choice but to get off the bus halfway, take some snacks, and take a taxi to Tianquan Building.
"... Very good, very good, perfect! Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for your cooperation!" Mr. Guo looked at Xiao Yu with a smile, as if the strict and harsh person with a cold brow and vicious mouth in the past hour was not him.
Xiao Yu smiled with difficulty. It was the first time he realized that recording songs was a disaster, especially for someone like him who could only sing but didn't understand the rhythm of music.
This made him give up his plan to find Mr. Guo and others to record other songs he liked.
It’s better to wait for the original author to write it himself in a few years! Xiao Yu thought to himself, if this happens a few more times, he feels that he will never want to sing again in the future.
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