The guests and waiters in the coffee shop all cooperated with the atmosphere brought by Xia Qi. They quietly let the slender water flow through the mountains and the sound of piano keys shuttled through their eardrums. The sound was like the sound of nature, which was obviously a frequent sound in the coffee shop.
The rotten music, played by the elf on the stage, seems to have injected soul into the music. Everyone is intoxicated in this soft environment surrounded by the mellow aroma of coffee and beautiful hands hitting the black and white piano keys.
Xia Qi seemed to feel that her performance was not good enough and could not bring happiness to Mo Yan.
The bright black eyes stared at the purple eyes that captured the beauty, with a soft smile on the corner of the mouth. He played the keys with one hand, pulled the microphone on the side with the other hand, and said in pure English: "ilaymyloveonyou, I want to dedicate it to you."
My dearest one, Mr. Mo, are you touched? Please accept my gift well! This is my first singing performance in my life."
Putting the microphone to his lips, Xia Qin's delicate and soft voice like an oriole slowly came out.
justasmileandthere'snowaimeit'ymyloveonuXia Qi's voice has a bewitching flavor, very psychedelic, like walking into a dream, unconsciously addicted to the environment she gave, unable to extricate herself from it, wishing to lie on the soft red from now on
No longer sober, Mo Yan looked at the woman on the stage through the crowd. As Mr. Mo said, he thought she was sober, but would a sober Xia Qi do such a thing? The answer is yes, absolutely not.
What if Xia Qi, who was sober, did this?
Mo Yan shook his head, he really thought too much. However, he was moved by Xia Qi's words.
At this point, Xia Qi looked at Mo Yan and smiled, "Mr. Mo, to express my gratitude, I come on stage."
Standing on the stage, she showed him the most innocent smile. It was beautiful. Mo Yan was not used to so many people, but he was infected by the atmosphere. Many guests stood up unconsciously and made way for him.
, this path leads all the way to the piano table, and over there, the woman is waiting for him. Mo Yan wants to turn around and leave, but he is infected by the audience's shouts one after another and the atmosphere. He stands up and walks step by step.
Xia Qin, he didn't doubt that if he didn't go up, these people would pack him up and send him up.
The woman opposite him, wearing a white snow gauze dress, was like an elf who had fallen into the mortal world. Her clear eyes seemed to be looking forward to his arrival. Mo Yan lowered his head in compromise, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips. Okay! Xia Qi, just do it.
If I go crazy once, I will treat it as a luxury, and I will pay a thousand times the price to make up for it in the future.
Xia Qi looked at Mo Yan, her eyes rolling back a thousand times, and with an infectious smile, she walked towards her Mo Yan step by step. Her heart was beating hard. Is he an angel?
Three steps away, Xia Qi's body was flying like a butterfly, and Mo Yan's open arms were her final destination. In Mo Yan's arms, there was endless applause in her ears, and the audience
Everyone was boiling, and the atmosphere in the cafe suddenly reached its highest level. The manager came in a hurry and asked Xia Qi if she would like to be a pianist here. Although the two of them looked very noble, the manager still wanted to.
If this person stays, the coffee shop's business will be even better!
Mo Yan refused without discussion, "She can't do it."
While the audience felt sorry, they sent blessings to the two of them. Mo Yan accepted it happily. During the attention ceremony, Mo Yan pulled Xia Qi out of the coffee shop. It was too high-profile, and it would be bad for the opponent to meet him. Xia Qi
Let him pull her out of the cafe and run along the banks of the Tiber River.
Holding his hand made her feel warm. Now Mo Yan was her whole world to her.
Under the dim street light, the woman's hand was wrapped around the man's waist, and she buried her face in the man's chest. The man lowered his head slightly, his gleaming purple eyes focused on his beauty, and his charming facial features stared at the charming orchid little face, "
Why call me Mr. Mo?"
"Daddy, with that kind of atmosphere, I should be called Mr. Mo. I also want to be more graceful!" The little head rubbed randomly in Mo Yan's arms, "Daddy, am I not rewarded for such a good performance?"
"What reward do you want?" Mo Yan asked, his smile lighting up the atmosphere at this moment. The couples on the riverside at night stopped in their tracks when they looked at him. The man is such a monster, and the woman is ashamed of herself!
"Daddy, will you let me kiss you?"
Nuonuo's soft voice came out from her chest, and Mo Yan was shocked. What kind of existence is daddy in her mind? Before she had time to say anything, Xia Chen's voice came again, "I know how to kiss my daddy."
No, but as you said, you are not my daddy and I like to kiss you."
"good!"
That kind of look made him unable to refuse. Mo Yan held up Xia Qi's face and said, "Remember that I am not your father's business?"
Xia Qi nodded, stretched out her arms and hugged Mo Yan's neck, "Remember, daddy is no longer daddy, what is that? Brother? I remember, Xia Qi's daddy is dead." In an instant,
Xia Qi's eyes dimmed, and her sadness was mixed with loneliness, which made people feel distressed. At the same time, Mo Yan leaned over and took her moist lips into his mouth.
To entangle, to kiss, to tease.
Xia Qin opened her mouth to cater to them. Today, the man and woman gave too many beautiful pictures, which made passers-by linger and couldn't help but take a few more glances. The picture of the two kissing was like a picture scroll, and many people couldn't help but want to see this.
The beauty is captured in your own lens.
"Xia Qi."
The incompatible voice tore the beautiful picture in half, tearing apart the beautiful picture in many people's minds. The passers-by left in despair. The familiar voice interrupted the kiss between the two. Xia Qi
Opening his eyes mistyly and with a hint of doubt in his clear eyes, Mo Yan let go of Xia Qi slightly, hugged her in his arms, and looked at Li Hao, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, with a half-smile.
"Hey, how come Master Yanmen has time to come to Italy?"
Li Hao knew that the first time she woke up, he rushed to Italy and saw such a passionate scene. His face was cold and cold, veins were popping on his forehead, his fists were clenching, and he stepped forward in two steps.
Pulling Xia Qi from Mo Yan's arms to him, he glared at Xia Qi with fierce eyes, "Xia Qi, are you corrupt? You can't wait to climb into another man's bed?"
"Who are you?"
Unexpectedly, Xia Qi showed no anger or expression. She just frowned slightly and asked him calmly, "Who are you?"
Who are you?
The woman who said she loved him asked him who he was? And Xia Qi's eyes were so unfamiliar to him that there was almost no wave in his eyes, making him almost suffocated, as if his heart was bound by something, tightening, unable to breathe, unable to breathe, just
It still hurts him to the point of numbness.
"Can you let me go?" Xia Qi looked at Mo Yan asking for help. Mo Yan had long arms. Xia Qi reached out without hesitation and put her hand on Mo Yan's palm. Mo Yan exerted his strength and Xia Qi
Returned to Mo Yan.
Li Hao didn't believe what she saw, she personally stretched her hand into his.
"Mo Yan, what did you do to her?"
Mo Yan's expression did not change, but his knowing purple eyes suddenly became sharp, "It's your fault, without your kick, her head would not be stuck in the broken glass, and it would not be like this. You should be satisfied."
Ah!" His tone was unspeakable sarcasm, but Li Hao was shocked and couldn't recover for a long time.
"What's up with her?"
"You don't deserve to know."
Confrontation becomes a stalemate.
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