In the singing room.

Wen Ziyang was pulling Qingling to sing with him.

Gu Zhitong and Mo Mo sat on the sofa, eating snacks, and listening to Ziyang's affectionate singing, Qingling couldn't help laughing beside him.

Qing Huanzheng focused on choosing songs.

Suddenly someone slapped his shoulder.

She said "ah" softly, turned around and saw that the person who was photographing her was Feng Yize.

She asked with a smile on her face, "Feng Yize, what song do you want to sing?"

"This song."

Feng Yize pointed his slender fingers, and as he spoke, the warm breath penetrated into her breath.

“This is chorus.”

"Can you sing?"

Feng Yize looked at Qinghuan with a smile on his eyebrows.

The lights in the private room hit her delicate little face warmly, and her curved eyebrows were seen in people's eyes, inexplicably warm and relaxed.

"I can."

"Then let's sing this song."

"don't want."

When Wen Qinghuan refused, Feng Yize frowned.

"Why, don't you sing?"

"I don't like to sing love songs with people I'm not familiar with." Wen Qing said with a smile.

Finger another song, "You sing this song."

"Forget it, I won't sing."

Feng Yize suddenly lost his mood.

Wen Qinghuan ignored him, and he wouldn't sing.

She continued to order songs for everyone.

Feng Yize really sat back on the sofa, but sat aside alone, took out his cell phone and sent a message to anyone.

After Ziyang and Qingling finished singing, Tongtong and Momo sang, Feng Yize picked up his phone and quietly recorded a video for them.

Momo looked back and Feng Yize smiled at her and continued recording.

"Yize, why don't you sing?"

When it was Qinghuan's turn to sing, Momo sat next to Feng Yize.

Feng Yize shook his head, "No interest."

He leaned lazily on the sofa, gently shook the drink with one hand, and peach blossom eyes looked ahead unconsciously.

I don’t know whether it was watching Qinghuan singing, or through her, looking at an unknown place.

"Can Ye Zhan sing?"

Mo Mo thought of the person he liked and asked casually.

When talking about Ye Zhan, Feng Yize suddenly looked proud, "Sister-in-law, have you never heard my elder brother sing? His singing is so good, it is better than the original singers."

Mo Mo's lips raised slightly.

A gentle smile couldn't help but appear in the bottom of his eyes.

Is that man singing very well? Unfortunately, she hasn't heard it yet.

However, if his voice is so magnetic, singing is definitely good.

"What song can he sing?"

Mo Mo asked softly.

Feng Yize raised his eyebrows lightly, "My elder brother can sing a lot of songs, but he is still the kind of genius he can hear at first. I always think that if he doesn't join the army, he can be a star."

"It's better to join the army."

Mo Mo answered the conversation lightly.

Feng Yize laughed, "Sister-in-law, are you afraid that your elder brother will be a celebrity and be missed by too many women?"

"Can't it?"

"Yes, sure." Feng Yize nodded in agreement, "Sister-in-law, even if my elder brother enters a place like the army, he is still thinking of countless women."

"evildoer."

"Well, my brother is a monster, and only my sister-in-law can surrender him."

"I can't surrender him, either." Mo Mo pouted, he was the one who surrendered to himself.

"How could it be?"

Feng Yize smiles.

Mo Mo glared at him, "I liked him first, and he surrendered me."

"Sister-in-law, you are so cute. I think it was my elder brother who likes you first. My elder brother is boring and slutty, and he won't say even if he likes you. Apart from that, I haven't seen him treat any girl so well."

"You really know how to lie."

Mo Mo curled his lips.

Feng Yize blinked a pair of peach blossom eyes, "Sister-in-law, I swear every word is true."

"He had come to G City to pursue Qingqing before."

Mo Mo is not jealous, that is what happened before, and she would not be so unlucky.

But the topic has come to this point, and I can't help but want to expose Feng Yize.

But Feng Yize smiled even more strangely.

"Sister-in-law, when your elder brother comes back, you will know." He deliberately kept it insincerely, "You are my elder brother's first love."

After Qing Huan finished singing the song, she gave Qing Ling the microphone, ran over and sat down beside Mo Mo, and asked, "Sister Mo Mo, what are you talking about? After chatting for so long, can't you talk about Ye Zhan?"

“…”

Mo Mo smiled and looked at Chen Qinghuan.

Feng Yize smiled and gave Qinghuan a thumbs up, "Qinghuan, you are so smart."

"Qinghuan is not only smart, but also has a good painting skills."

Mo Mo's words successfully changed the topic.

Feng Yize was ridiculed so much that he was too thick to be embarrassed. Instead, he asked Qinghuan, "Qinghuan, please draw me again another day."

"What painting?"

"Anything is fine. As long as you paint me seriously, I will cooperate as you say you draw."

Feng Yize said, and even used his signature smile, handsome and charming.

Qinghuan was shivered by his smile and said indifferently, "It's OK, but I don't guarantee that you will like it if you draw it."

"I like it. If you can paint me as a handsome guy as a beggar, I am a real male god now, so it will definitely be bad."

"Have you been so narcissistic?"

Qinghuan burst into laughter.

This Feng Yize is like a living treasure.

"Not narcissism."

Feng Yize stopped laughing and shook his head seriously.

Qinghuan blinked her watery eyes, "What is that?"

"It's just to tell the truth." Feng Yize said dullly, "You don't know the trouble of being too handsome. From childhood to adulthood, you have been thinking about by many idiots."

Qing Huan smiled and turned to Mo Mo, "Sister Momo, is he mentally wrong?"

"Qinghuan."

Feng Yize frowned and shouted seriously.

Qinghuan stuck out her tongue playfully, got up and sat next to her.

——

In the evening, Mo Mo went home and Mo Ziyi told her that the clue had been found.

Mo Mo asked happily, "Which number?"
To be continued...