Kuaishou Little Ancestor: The God of Blackening is Begging for Responsibility Again

Chapter 68 I'll Sing Another Song (26)
Fei Jue's original intention was to divert Wen Jing's attention, so that he would not always stare at the differences in his personality.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Wen Jing was stunned.

After a long pause, he hugged Fei Jue forcefully into his arms, kissed her cheek and temples lightly, his voice trembling slightly, "Ah Jue, A Jue, I was wrong before, I tried my best to correct it, Don't leave me, okay?"

Scarlet Jue: "???"

The incident happened suddenly, before Fei Jue understood what was going on, she just listened to Wen Jing's good words.

After hesitating for a moment, Fei Jue's hand still landed on his back, please pat him twice.

Comforting: "It's okay, I won't leave."

Wen Jing hummed, but still hugged her, with no intention of letting go.

Fei Jue coughed, patted Wen Jing's shoulder and said, "A Yuan, you've crushed me."

He was a big man, and he was almost putting his whole weight on her right now, and Fei Jue's small body couldn't bear it at all.

Hearing this, Wen Jing got up a little bit, saw Fei Jue frowning, and then got up from her body in a blink of an eye.

He was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Seeing the gramophone in front of him, he hurriedly shifted his attention and said, "Does Ah Jue understand this too?"

This is when I was doing business before, I saw a phonograph in a former prince's mansion in their collection.

At the time, I thought it was a novelty, but later I paid attention to it, and asked someone to bring him one from abroad.

Generally, very few people have seen this thing and don't know what it is.

Seeing Fei Jue playing with it, he was quite novel.

Looking at the gramophone in front of him, Fei Jue raised his eyebrows.

In the last plane, Shi Nanyuan also collected one, and she only played it once or twice, and she is not very good at it yet.

Thinking of the different times, Fei Jue turned his mind quickly, picked up the instructions on the table, and said: "There are instructions for use, and I am not illiterate."

Wen Jing didn't think much, hummed, and followed her to watch.

When Fei Jue turned on the phonograph and put the needle on the record, melodious and smooth music came from it.

Although Wen Jing had seen it a few times, he still found it novel and said with a smile, "It really is a good thing."

Seeing that he looked like he had never seen the world, Fei Jue secretly laughed at him in his heart.

There are many more convenient things than this, and they will appear in the future.

It's just that the God of this plane may not have the opportunity to experience it.

Looking at the record spinning in front of him, Wen Jing suddenly had an idea.

Turning to Fei Jue, he said, "Ah Jue, tell me, can your voice come out from here?"

"Ah?" Fei Jue didn't react for a while.

Wen Jing explained: "That is, can the drama you sing be released from here?"

"Um"

After thinking for a moment, Fei Jue poked her head to see Wen Jing's expression, and asked, "A Yuan, didn't you like my singing before?"

"I do not have"

Wen Jing replied with a guilty conscience.

It's not that he doesn't like Fei Jue singing, but he doesn't want other men to see Fei Jue singing.

What's more, she doesn't like that Fei Jue has become the object of their random lust.

That's why he would do everything possible to prevent Fei Jue from appearing on stage.

But Fei Jue likes it, she is right, I can't ask her to give up her favorite thing.

If Fei Jue never sang operas again, then she would not be that famous actress admired by thousands of people, Fei Jue.

This time, his tone was firmer, and he said, "As long as it's what you like, I won't interfere anymore."

(End of this chapter)