However, Wang Wen's exquisiteness is even better, with a vibration that resonates with the musical instrument, but the wording is extremely clear, and it also exudes a kind of laziness inherent in the bones.

If Wen Yi's singing is delicate yet natural, like a lark awakening spring, then Wang Wen's singing is like the blooming of wealthy flowers deep in the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards, graceful and elegant, unparalleled in ancient times.

Wen Yi's singing can make the earth warm in spring and flowers bloom, while Wang Wen's singing can make three thousand beauties eclipse.

When Wang Wen sang such a charming song as "Water Popsicle", she looked cold and aloof, but her voice conveyed the ultimate temptation layer by layer, capturing thousands of wanderers.

In the living room, everyone was talking lively. When Wang Wen's singing came, it quickly turned into a clean room.

No one can speak, and no one wants to speak, for fear of missing this artistic singing.

Although Qu Qi's house is large, Wang Wen's voice is very penetrating.

She didn't strain her voice to hit the high notes, but her singing voice could reach every corner.

Xiao Qian knew that such a voice was the most coveted by singers.

Because of the songs sung like this, no matter how intense the instrument playing is, it cannot cover up the singing voice, it can only highlight the power of the singer.

I have been to China several times, and among the singers with this talent, Wang Wen is unique.

Watching Qu Qi go out to see what was going on, Li Qingjue leaned into his ear, his words full of banter.

"You're an eagle, you've been through so hard. You're almost done. Don't let the eagle run away again."

It was also because there was no one around that Xiao Qian was so brave. She tilted her head slightly and took a bite of her cool cherry lips, enjoying herself.

"I will obey my wife's orders."

"Oh, what are you doing?"

"Bang……"
Chapter completed!