On the first day of moving to a new home, South Vietnam was very busy. First, we went to Sheng Jingheng's recording studio, finished the new arrangement with him, and practiced the song several times.

When I came back, I began to tidy up my bedroom.

The room is large, with a separate cloakroom, balcony, bathroom and independent dressing table.

She had looked at a lot of things. After re summarizing and putting them away, she found that the room was still empty everywhere. She didn't know how much to buy to fill it.

After finishing, I put the electronic organ in the bedroom, plugged it in, recorded a video of her singing while playing, and planned to repair it a little, add some cute special effects, and send it to the microblog to serve as the welfare of 10 million fans.

It can also be regarded as telling the fans that she has moved to a new house and the room is very large!

After all this, the night is already very dark.

Nanyue didn't hurry to wash, but went to the balcony to blow the hair. The light was still on in the opposite room. A tall shadow loomed on the curtain. It seemed that she was looking at her silently from a distance. It seemed that she just stayed there quietly, waiting for another light to go out.

After watching the meeting, Nanyue suddenly thought that he had forgotten a very important thing. He immediately turned back to his room and quickly went out of the room and went downstairs.

Sheng Jingheng only vaguely saw that she didn't seem to be on the balcony. She couldn't see anything else. She thought she was probably going to wash and prepare for a rest.

I was about to turn around to the studio when I heard the doorbell ring downstairs.

He was a little stunned. When he realized who it would be, he unconsciously accelerated his pace. When he came downstairs, he gradually slowed down, walked over as usual and opened the door.

"Miss Sheng!" Outside the door was South Vietnam. She didn't mean to go in. Instead, she stood outside the door and handed him what she had forgotten to give him during the day.

"This gift may help you better control the extra power."

Looking at the small box she handed me, Shengjing Heng hesitated before reaching out to take it.

Just touching the box, he could vaguely feel that the things inside were indeed not ordinary things. She was not joking with him, but serious.

Seeing that he accepted it, Nan Yue said with satisfaction: "you don't have to take it orally, just naturally absorb it, and then follow its guidance to control the excessive firepower in your body."

"If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time. The after-sales service is absolutely up to standard, and there is no deadline."

When Sheng Jingheng heard the speech, he raised his eyes slightly and turned to see her: "after sales? So do I have to pay? "

"No, no, of course not," Nanyue shook his head immediately. "Money can't buy this. Mr. Sheng wants to exchange it for something else."

A smile flashed in Sheng Jingheng's eyes: "what for?"

"I'll tell you later."

When Nanyue finished, he took two steps back and waved to him: "I'll go back to rest. Mr. Sheng went to bed early."

Even if I turned around and trotted away, I looked like I had to go back as soon as possible.

Sheng Jingheng looked at her leaving figure until she entered the house and couldn't see clearly. Then he slowly took back his sight and looked at the box in his hand again.

Her secret seems bigger than his.

This cognition suddenly made Sheng Jingheng curious. He also looked forward to the day when the secret would eventually be made public.

At that time, you can probably take it for granted to hold her in your arms and let her stay.

Now, I can only hope that the day will soon light up.

Sheng Jingheng sighed low, then closed the door, walked to the second floor, hesitated for a moment between the bedroom and the studio, and finally chose the former.

Since she wants him to control and use that power, give it a try.