Chapter 245

The streets of the ancient town are paved with pure blue stone slabs, and on both sides are antique buildings, as if you can see the years of tree rings.

At this time, every household's red lanterns are on, and the ancient town is beautifully illuminated.

Fifty meters further on, there is an ancient bridge. A middle-aged man with a beard is singing there with a guitar.

The husky and sincere voice has attracted the attention of many tourists.

Tang Xin Yan pulls Mo Chi Wei to walk past.

Men sing a song "my love". Hearing the first sentence, Tang Xinyan can't help clapping her hands rhythmically.

Although she doesn't sing as well as Tang Yurou, she also likes to listen to music, especially my love.

When the man sings to the high part, she can't help but sing along.

Mo Chi Wei stood beside her, looking at the little face with smile and deep feeling under the orange light, thin lips couldn't help rising.

Although Fu sichen hurt her severely, she still longed for love in her heart, otherwise she would not be so perceptual and pure.

The man who sang saw Tang Xinyan's devotion, so he took the microphone to her and motioned her to sing with his eyes.

Tang Xinyan blushed and shook her head with a smile.

The man nodded to her and showed her that she could.

When the microphone reaches in front of her again, she doesn't twist any more and sings with the music rhythm:

to see you once again, my love,

see you in a pray,

dreams will take me there,

where the sky are blue,

to see you once again,

over seas from coast to coast.

……

When she sang, her eyes couldn't help looking at Mo Chi Wei.

He is also looking at her, eyes like the lake under the night sky, suffused with shallow soft light.

Listening to her soft voice, his chest moved.

He nodded and gave her a thumbs up.

After singing, there was a warm clapping around.

Someone came forward and asked Tang Xinyan and Mo Chiwei if they were stars. They wanted to take a picture with them. Tang Xinyan shook his head and claimed that they were not. After leaving a hundred yuan in the guitar box for the singing man, he took Mochi to run away.

After a run, she stopped panting.

Hands covering some pain in the stomach, looking at the dark eyes deep, handsome man, can't help laughing, "do you think your wife lost face with you?"

Mo Chi Wei pinched her red face, thin lips micro hook, "sing very well."

Tang Xinyan covered his hot face with both hands, and looked at him with a look of shame, "don't praise me, I will be proud." Before, Fu sichen never said that her singing was good. He always thought that Tang Yurou was better than her.

Although Tang Yurou does sing better than her, who doesn't want to be praised by her sweetheart!

"My wife has a proud capital."

This man -

is too good at making girls happy!

"Glib." Having said that, my heart is as sweet as honey.

Mo Chi put his hands in the black coat and raised his elbow to her. She understood what he meant and immediately put her little hand in his arm.

"Do you want any more snacks?" He side Mou, Mou se Yu black of looking at her.

She put out her tongue, embarrassed. "I wanted to eat before, you see?"

"You're almost drooling." He did not give face to expose her.

She wrinkled her nose and looked at him angrily, "even if it's so exaggerated, I want to eat it, but I'm afraid you'll call me."

"It's not hygienic to eat as little as possible at the stall." He looked at her fondly.

She pursed her lips, "but it's very authentic. It's a taste that can't be made in a big hotel."

She said, swallowing again.

He had no choice but to accompany her to the snack street.

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