Chapter 813

She hugged the pillow, changed her posture, a sweet smile on the corner of her lips, and suddenly asked whimsically, "Can you sing?" ”

Northern Styx Night Xuan let out a breath with a demonic aura, "Huh? ”

Yun tilted his delicate red lips, "Your voice is so good...... I can't tell what it sounds like, but it just feels like my ears are pregnant.

Probably because the mood was really not very good, Yun Tian took that step unconsciously and made a request that she would never make when she was calm and calm," ...... Would you like to sing me a song? ”

The man paused for a moment, and his voice showed a touch of gentle doting, "Okay." ”

The wind blew in from the distant sea, and in the quiet room, suddenly a song floated out.

"Break my arms, and I can still embrace you; Cut off my legs, and I will still be able to walk to you; Without eyes, I can still touch you; I can still kiss you without a voice, I have no memory, and I just like you......"

The singing voice with a hint of bloody horror was softly hummed by the man in a voice full of warmth and puns, without accompaniment, gentle voice, flat and straightforward melody and intonation, but revealing indescribable warmth.

A dense chill rose up from Yun Tilt's back, not only his legs were weak, but even his body was weak.

What song is this?

Before she could ask, the song suddenly changed, overflowing with a thick dark meaning.

"Cut off my hands, and I will still imprison you; Cut off my feet, and I will still have you to myself; Gouge out my eyes, I can still feel your breath, lose my voice, I can still kiss your lips, erase my memory, I still only like you......"

Yun Tian's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt a trace of palpitating suffocation inexplicably.

She thought of the overly extravagant and dazzling delicate face of Bei Ming Yexuan, and it was hard to imagine that such a good-looking and gentle man could sing such a blood-filled song.

His gentleness and kindness form a strong and stark contrast to the bloody and dark lyrics of the moment.

As if sensing Yun Ting's emotions, Bei Ying Ye Xuan suddenly stopped, and his tone seemed to be a touch of apprehension, "...... Doesn't sound good? ”

"It's good," although the lyrics are unexpected, no one can deny its beauty, Yun tilted his eyebrows and asked, "What song is this?" ”

The man paused for a moment before he said, "A love poem." ”

Yun Tian couldn't help laughing, and the depression in his heart dissipated, and a warm current swelled.

The man probably couldn't sing, and he had never sung a song, but he couldn't bear to refuse her request, so he had to move a love poem he had read to make up the numbers.

It's so nice.

Yun Qian thought that she would probably never forget that a man clumsily sang a love song to her when she was in a bad mood to make her happy.

Her slender fingers pinched the soft pillow in her arms, and smiled sweetly, "Wait for my gift." ”

Northern Nightshade let out a gentle "um".

After hanging up the phone, Yun got up and went into the bathroom to wash, changed into a beautiful red dress, wore a thin windbreaker outside, and made a rare appearance, and walked out of the room delicately and beautifully.

The cat looked at her radiant expression, held her little face and smiled, and ran over, "Young lady, where are we going?" ”

Yun Tian smiled, "Go and make up for the gifts that I didn't buy before." ”

After saying that, he walked out of breath.

The cat followed behind her, her eyebrows and eyes crooked, and she sighed.

Who said their grandfather wouldn't fall in love?