Chapter 381: Waiting for Shui Ye to be happy

Name:The Black Card Author:Xiao Se Liang
Shi Lei was speechless.

It seems that this is the case. Regardless of the agreement between Song Miaomiao and Wei Xingyue, the current position of the relationship between the two can basically be regarded as a love rival.

It's impossible to justify delivering it to others to eat, and then help your loved one after eating. If you follow the logic of the black card, this is simply a terrible transaction that can be directly obliterated.

"So what do you want?" Shi Lei asked.

Song Miaomiao reached out and touched Shi Lei's face like a man teasing a woman. After retracting the hand, twist your fingers lightly and smell it on the nose, as if you are feeling the smoothness of Shi Lei's skin. This isn't a woman at all, is it just a prodigal son?

"Don't worry, you still have to say that, tonight you have to cheer me up, Master Shui is happy, you know that everything is inexhaustible. All this, let's start here. That singer is almost singing, you first Sing a song to Lord Shui ... "

Shi Lei is speechless, Nima, who are we men and women? Still singing? Shi Lei suddenly had a feeling that a woman with a special occupation in ancient times was about to be exiled.

"Okay, don't tease you, I want to hear you sing a song, can this satisfy you? Remember that you seem to like folk songs."

Shi Lei had to say, "Are you going to analyze with me after I sing?"

Song Miaomiao shook her head and said with a smile, "It's not that simple. You finish singing this song first, and then look at my mood."

At this time, the female singer on the stage just ended the singing, Song Miaomiao reached out her hand, struck her finger, and said loudly, "Little mouse, your brother-in-law wants to sing."

Bai Shuyi ran over and smiled and said, "Brother-in-law wants to sing? Then hurry!"

Shi Lei had to walk slowly to the spotlight, looked at the two musicians around him, and the two musicians looked at him with a smile.

"Sir, what song would you like to sing?" The bald head playing the guitar asked in a low voice.

Shi Lei thought about it and said, "Let's go to the rice shop."

The bald head was slightly unexpected, but it quickly played the intro. The girl in red had originally put down the guitar, but when she heard the familiar intro, she also smiled, walked to a chair and sat down. Immediately use a chord to play with a bald head.

Shi Lei patted the microphone lightly, and the speaker made a gurgling sound and found the rhythm. Shi Lei said: "The south of the smoky rain in March, you sit in your empty rice shop, you hold an apple in one hand and fate in one , Looking for your own incense ... "

This song is relatively low and the tune is slow. Of course, Shi Lei has no great singing skills, just the complete five-tone.

However, in conjunction with the currently slightly depressed atmosphere here, the effect of this song is quite good. The two musicians and the girl in red felt a little surprised when Shi Lei opened his voice, and he was a bit worried that he would sing in a wild mood. Board, now it is a kind of enjoyment.

Song Miaomiao sat in the corner, with her hands on her cheeks, and looked at Shi Lei quietly. Her lips opened and closed, and she followed Huo Lei humming gently, and suddenly felt that the scene seemed to have appeared at some point.

"It's really going to be planted in your hands in this life. It's clear that his voice is average and his singing skills are poor. However, he really picks songs and sings really well." Song Miaomiao's mouth was light, whispered, her eyes were smiling, her heart Can not help but ripples.

Soon, Shi Lei finished singing, and his eyes floated to Song Miaomiao in the corner, which means that this is OK?

Applause broke out in the room, partly because of Shi Lei's "brother-in-law" identity, and the other half because Shi Lei sang really well.

Song Miaomiao shouted, "One more song."

Bai Shu also immediately shouted: "Brother-in-law is awesome, come again."

The room was suddenly chaotic, and the children started to coax.

Shi Lei had no choice but to think about it, and said to the musician next to him, "Exemplary love letter."

The bald smiled slightly, the prelude rang, and the girl in red continued to chord in, and the drums appeared in the room.

"I'm the oak tree you sit at in front of the window, I'm the book on hand when you shed tears for the first time, I'm the candle you watched on the spring night, I'm your chuchu clothes in autumn ..."

The effect was still good, so Shi Lei was asked to sing the third song, Song Dongye's Zebra Zebra, and finally he was allowed to end the concert.

Before stepping down, bald and long hair laughed together and said, "That's great."

Shi Lei smiled with them and returned to the corner table.

"Satisfied?"

Song Miaomiao said nothing, her eyes narrowed into a seam, a little less usual, and more girls than they should have been.

"Don't worry, and there will be performances next, quiet time has passed. So, anyway, I'll talk about it after watching the performance."

Shi Lei was helpless, and the light in the room changed. Just now the place where Shi Lei was singing has been emptied. I don't know what to do. Actually, two steel pipes were stretched out slowly on the ground.

The music sounded, it was a gentle piece of music with obvious drum beats. Then, the light was bright, and Shi Lei noticed where he was sitting. There was a staircase behind. On the other side of the house, there was a staircase leading upstairs .

In the sound of music, footsteps sounded on the stairs on both sides, Shi Lei looked towards the stairs on the other side, and saw a few white girls in bikinis and tulle on the outside, following the rhythm step by step from the stairs. Come down.

The stairs behind my head were the sound of the same high heels stepping on the floor. Don't look, Shi Lei also knows that there are a few foreign girls walking down the stairs here.

It ’s really very tall. After the girls went downstairs, they were in contrast to the people around them. Shi Lei found that they were all about eighteen meters ~ www.novelhall.com ~ put on high heels, all straight Run for one meter nine. Moreover, it is really long legs, as long as Bai Shu said before, there are legs below the neck, even in foreigners, this is an extremely valuable landscape.

The girls walked towards the two steel poles in the middle, and then, without any obscene pole dance, appeared in front of everyone in the room.

Bai Shu and those children have started whistling one after another. No matter how serious the performance is, just a group of girls with long legs and white and dazzling skin is enough to make adrenaline soar.

Song Miaomiao was also excited. Even if she said that she was a lace side, it was just a prank, but for such a long time, it was somewhat affected. In particular, she had a man in her character, and when she saw such a **** scene, she was like a man. She put her fingers in her mouth and blew a loud whistle.

Pulling Shi Lei, Song Miaomiao walked towards the center of the room and kept pointing and pointing: "That's good, tender, estimated seventeen or eighteen? Skin is really white, I think I'm white enough, and compared with them, it's self-defeating . Shi Lei, how about it? Little white rat made a good party? Do n’t you think your eyes are almost ready to see? Which one do you like? Tell the water master, the water master lets the white mouse arrange for you. Let ’s play together at night ... ... "

Shi Lei was so embarrassed and angry that he wanted to kick Song Miaomiao to death, but now he is asking for others, and dare not let go of his words, so he has to cooperate with him.

The performance lasted more than thirty minutes. The girls danced very hard, and they could see sweat beads on their bodies. After the music ended, the girls did not leave the scene, they were directly pulled by the various second generations, and the chickens and ducks began to drink. Xiao Serliang said that at this point, the monthly ticket replacement is over, and there will be an alliance leader's replacement.