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But I heard Mengmeng's singing, and no one believed it. Such a cute face and petite and cute body were so explosive.

It is sad and lingering, with unforgettable determination and unruly following life and death.

I have earned a lot of girls' tears. In life, if there is someone, a relationship, it is worth doing everything he wants to do. Even if he abandons his life, what regrets will he have?

After singing, Mengmeng felt her nose sour and her eyes were very moist.

She bowed slowly, stepped down, and faced Mu Hanbing's look.

She didn't say much, but turned around and entered the locker room behind her to prepare for the next performance.

Seven or eight basketball men stared at the people on the stage, scratching the back of their heads silly.

One of them asked, "Old...Boss, are we still chasing people?"

The tallest boss raised his hand and slapped him, "Shut up, you can't hear the singing!"

They were also attracted by Mengmeng's singing, and Mu Hanbing's appearance was undoubtedly a new attraction.

At this time, Mu Hanbing had already changed into a simple casual outfit, with a short gray-green short-sleeved black-sleeved one printed on the avatars of European and Americans.

The two pieces of fabric on the lapel are tied into a random button, and the lower body is made of retro light blue denim pencil pants.

You can vaguely see her slender waist, x-sensing mermaid line, and no extra fat.

Sitting in a rotating high chair, holding an acoustic guitar, her golden hair combed into a middle part, making her chin look small and delicate.

The skin is white and tender, and the face is pure and beautiful.

My whole temperament has become much more mature, and I look like a big girl.

She sat there barefoot, one foot on the railing of the chair and the other foot on the ground casually.

The guitar was crossing her legs and the microphone was right next to her mouth.

There is no musical accompaniment, no noisy songs, and the collision of heavy metal.

A simple song "" makes people listen quietly to the melodiousness of her voice full of clear breath and a faint green melancholy,

Although the song sounds simple, it is a long and fast English rap, and it tests the singer's skills.

Many of the children below were also playing music and rap, but after listening to her rap, they felt ashamed of themselves and were not worthy of moving stools for her!

Damn, how can we survive such an amazing instant kill?

I can’t afford it!qaq!!!

However, she was fascinated by singing and did not notice that there was a shadow not far away.

The black shadow was staring at her tightly, her eyes full of affection and sorrow, almost submerging his body.

Dear, are you okay?

I miss you, I really miss you, but I can't hug you...

As if he felt the faint sadness, Mu Hanbing opened his closed eyes and searched around for the source of the sad feeling.

But, I saw nothing.

At the end of the song, she stood blankly on the stage holding the guitar, constantly checking around.

Is it him?

Is he here?

But why leave?

I came to this school because of you, but why...you should avoid me?

You still care about those things, right?

You still don't want to see me, are you?

She held the guitar tightly and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

Everyone below thought she was too immersed in the role, but they didn't know that she was sad.

Once the past is evoked, even if it is just a small hole, memories will be overwhelming like surging sea water.

==【Your Highness picked up a little girl】 It was originally published by Shui Yunai on the novel reading website. Reprinting, adaptation and plagiarism are prohibited and those who violate it will be prosecuted ==


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