Tsundere Queen Takes Home

Fang Zhengyang was helpless, so he had to let Qiao Xi'er support him, and walked towards the elevator with Zhao Jincheng and Meng Yawen.

The four came to the street and walked forward together.

Qiao Xi'er held Fang Zhengyang's arm with a happy face, he pointed at the two birds that were still swimming in the river, and said affectionately, "Brother, look at that pair of mandarin ducks, how happy they are sleeping with their necks crossed! "

Fang Zhengyang glanced at it, pouted and said, "What are the mandarin ducks, you can see clearly, those are two ducks, okay? They are still sleeping with their necks crossed, can't you see clearly? They are grabbing a small fish to eat!"

Qiao Xi'er suddenly had a feeling of playing the piano to Niu.

"Brother Zhengyang, look quickly, the man over there is kneeling in front of the woman, he should be proposing marriage, look how romantic it is!" Qiao Xier pointed to a man and woman on the side of the road with a face said enviously.

Fang Zhengyang glanced at it without mind, and said lightly, "You can pull it down, the man is 40, and the woman is 20 at best. Is that a marriage proposal? No, it is a courtship. Go to a hotel."

Qiao Xi'er raised her head, glared at Fang Zhengyang angrily, suddenly screamed, grabbed a little soft flesh on Fang Zhengyang's waist, and rotated 270 degrees directly.

"Oh, what are you doing, it hurts me to death." Fang Zhengyang screamed.

"I'll let you talk nonsense, and won't let you destroy my beautiful mood..." Qiao Xi'er not only did not let go, but also rotated 90 degrees.

"Let go, the meat is screwed off!" Fang Zhengyang shouted, a hissing sound of cold air coming from the corner of his mouth.

Meng Yawen and Zhao Jin burst into laughter.

Four people arrived at KTV and ordered a big bag.

"Brother Jincheng, you and sister Yawen sing a song to return the home to both husband and wife. This is the best for you." Qiao Xier said, cutting the song directly.

But when Zhao Jincheng opened his mouth to sing, Qiao Xier almost vomited.

She said in her heart, can you sing harder?

Fang Zhengyang said with a smile, "Chengcheng, please let me live a few more years. People need money to sing, but you sing to death!"

Zhao Jincheng put the microphone on Fang Zhengyang, "You sing well, come here."

Fang Zhengyang put the melon seeds in his hand on the table, and really took the microphone, "Xi'er, cut the song, Yawen and I are not suitable to sing this."

Qiao Xi'er nodded and cut a new song directly.

It is - "Aobao in Love" by Daqing Xiaofang

…

"Okay, this is good, let me and Yawen fall in love." Fang Zhengyang said with a laugh.

Meng Yawen was not shy, and really sang duet with Fang Zhengyang.

under the moon

tender love words

who is asking softly

who is answering

under the moon

what a beautiful picture

Who's face is red

Who's face is shy

who is asking softly

who is answering

…

Seeing Fang Zhengyang's concentration in singing, Meng Yawen gave a wicked smile, quietly put the microphone into Qiao Xi'er's hand, and then took out her mobile phone and took a picture next to it.

Fang Zhengyang:

Do you love me

Josie:

Of course love

Fang Zhengyang: Huh? How did you change people?

Josie:

I will always love you

white hair

Do you love me

Fang Zhengyang: "Cough, my voice is a little bad, let Yawen sing with you!"

"Brother," Qiao Xi'er looked at Fang Zhengyang, her eyes turned red, "what's wrong with singing a song with you, are you so interesting?"

Fang Zhengyang: "..."

"That's right, it's just to be happy when you come out to play. What are you doing? It's boring to make Xi'er unhappy." Meng Yawen said from the side.

"Okay, just now my voice was a little hoarse, this will be much better, let's go on." Fang Zhengyang picked up the microphone and sang freely.

Why don't you ask

I will always love you

to grow old

…

under the moon

tender love words

who is asking softly

who is answering

under the moon

what a beautiful picture

Who's face is red

Who's face is shy

who is asking softly

who is answering

Do you love me

Of course love

I will always love you

white hair

Do you love me

Why don't you ask

I will always love you

to grow old

Do you love me

Of course love

I will always love you

white hair

…

Fang Zhengyang's voice was pure and strong, like a roar of a beast, and Qiao Xi'er's singing was gentle and crisp, like a phoenix sing.

Qiao Xi'er looked at Fang Zhengyang with affection.

Fang Zhengyang looked at the beer on the table, his eyes blurred.

…

Meng Yawen and Zhao Jin were stunned.

This is more flavorful than the original song!

When the song finally ended, Meng Yawen and Zhao Jincheng applauded warmly.

Meng Yawen turned her head to look at Zhao Jincheng and roared, "I can't stand it anymore, Zhao Jincheng, I tell you, if you don't practice singing well, I will consider changing people in the future."

Zhao Jincheng looked at Meng Yawen with a sad face and looked aggrieved, "Auntie, this is really impossible. His folds are better, but mine is not good. No matter how much you practice, you won't be able to achieve that level."

Fang Zhengyang and Qiao Xi'er laughed.

Zhao Jincheng glared at the two of them, "Still laughing? It hurts self-esteem too much, so I stopped singing and went out to have a barbecue."

Meng Yawen glared at Zhao Jincheng, and said softly, "Hmph, you only need to eat this strength."

Fang Zhengyang almost burst out laughing.

When going out, Zhao Jincheng went to the front desk to pay, but the waiter politely told him that someone had already paid.

Zhao Jincheng turned around suspiciously, but saw Qiao Xi'er waved to him secretly.

Zhao Jincheng suddenly understood.

It was Qiao Xier who paid in advance.

Zhao Jincheng's favorability to Qiao Xi'er suddenly increased by 65 percentage points.

This girl is too sensible.

The four of them went to the barbecue stall together, and after a while, Zhao Jincheng and Meng Yawen took a taxi and left.

Fang Zhengyang turned around and walked towards the hospital.

Qiao Xi'er hurried over and hugged Fang Zhengyang's arm.

"Cough, Xi'er, let go." Fang Zhengyang said with a cough.

"I won't let go, I'm afraid you will fall." Qiao Xi'er said domineeringly.

Fang Zhengyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "No, Xi'er, your whole body is about to hang on me. It seems like I have a higher chance of falling, right?"

"Then I've drank too much, I'm afraid of falling, right?" Qiao Xi'er stared at Fang Zhengyang and said fiercely.

"Well, as long as you are happy." Fang Zhengyang raised the white flag completely.

Qiao Xi'er gave a sly smile, put her arms around Fang Zhengyang's arm again, and walked forward.

On the river bank, the willows swayed gently with the breeze, brushing Qiao Xi'er's pretty face, like the gentle hand of a lover.

The moonlight sprinkled lightly on the ground, lengthening and shortening the two figures.

In the square not far away, a young man of literature and art was holding a cello and playing improvisationally. The beautiful music of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" slowly flowed out.

Qiao Xi'er was so drunk that she leaned her head on Fang Zhengyang's shoulder and murmured, "It's so beautiful."

"You mean that one is beautiful?" Fang Zhengyang pointed to the ground.

Qiao Xier looked down and screamed immediately.