Restart the Flying Age

At first I heard that Wu Tao's singing was very flat.

Coupled with the lack of expressiveness of non-professional singers, it seems less brilliant.

But after hearing it, the song gradually turned into a magnetic desolation, which immediately conveyed the sad mood.

Gradually, everyone stopped talking.

Even Shi Qianmei, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, stopped her hands and stood silently listening.

In the end, the singing came to an abrupt halt in a flat tone without much ups and downs.

The girls who were stunned, suddenly felt that they were still in the mood.

"I didn't expect you to sing?" Among the girls present, only Liu Ruoxi knew him the least, so she was the first to express surprise.

Qiu Wuyan held his legs crossed and his chin in his hands and said, "You didn't expect it, there are more."

Tang Yan thoughtlessly gave a thumbs up and said, "The master is the master, and he is destined to be extraordinary when he opens the golden mouth."

Chen Yue also nodded heavily.

However, Ding Tiantian did not agree, but the color of infatuation exuding from a pair of beautiful eyes became more and more profound.

Papa, Shi Qianxue patted her chest grinningly and said: "Singing well, I'll catch up soon!"

Zhao Li explained the essence in one word: "I haven't heard this song before. Isn't it your new creation again?"

Ding Tiantian also nodded blankly, "I have never heard of it anyway."

Everyone looked at it together, and Wu Tao realized that he felt it, and then ‘created’ a new song.

In fact, the previous life of this song was born in an album released by a Korean singer in 2015, and then it was gradually known as the theme song of a classic Korean period drama.

But with such a background, it is impossible to tell everyone in front of him clearly, so he can only make mistakes.

"What's the name of this song?" An Rong, who had been silent for a long time, asked suddenly.

Wu Tao glanced across the crowd and said slowly: "Youth."

Suddenly, An Rong was faintly moved. It turned out that in his eyes, he knew so many beautiful girls. He didn't want to do something, but just love this feeling of youth.

However, Shi Qianxue said something sharply: "You can sing youth like this, at least it is also a talented person who spends his youth, seventy and eighty. How did you do it?"

"According to the psychological age, you have to call me brother!" Wu Tao said confidently.

Shi Qianxue immediately jumped up from the sofa, took a pillow and chased him over, "Little Mao boy, tell you to be my brother, tell you to be my brother..."

A melancholy youthful song made An Rong understand Wu Tao's mind a little, and then quietly let go of today's affairs.

Everyone was playing around ten o'clock before they dispersed.

Shi Qianxue stretched out a beautiful lazy waist, went to wash and fell asleep. Shi Qianmei came over and greeted An Rong and Zhao Li and said, "If you don't mind, squeeze with me tonight?"

An Rong hesitated.

And because Zhao Li was separated from Shi Qianmei by one floor after all, and was not so familiar with each other, so he hesitated even more.

When Wu Tao saw the situation, he had no choice but to pretend to be generous: "Forget it, cousin, let them sleep in my room. I will be able to spend the night in the study."

Such an arrangement is extremely thoughtful for several girls, and only Wu Tao himself is a little aggrieved.

Fortunately, although the winter night is long, there is floor heating in the house, but it is not cold.

It's quiet in the dead of night.

In a daze, Wu Tao tossed and turned, and finally couldn't beat the urination that was about to gush out, so he got up and went to the bathroom.

I hit a wall in the study and realized that this is not my master bedroom.

So stumbled into the public restroom outside, and after a burst of joyful release, in a blink of an eye, he forgot the fact that he was lying in the study.

After leaving the bathroom, he fumbled for the master bedroom.

By coincidence, An Rong and Zhao Li, who were sleeping in the master bedroom tonight, did not lock the door for unknown reasons.

So Wu Tao drove straight in, climbed onto the bed and fell asleep.

As for waking up when I met the two girls, it didn't exist at all.

Because the bed was originally big, An Rong and Zhao Li, who had been holding each other half of the time, had already rolled together because they grabbed the quilt, leaving most of the bed empty there, so that Wu Tao didn’t even sleep when he slept. .

In this way, the situation is somewhat delicate.

Wu Tao fell asleep, feeling a little cool on his body, he pulled a corner of the quilt easily, and subconsciously wrapped himself around him.

As a result, how could the two of them in their sleep drag him?

With a single bone, he dragged the two sleeping beautiful bodies to him.

An Rong, who was in the middle, woke up in a daze, and then looked at Wu Tao in front of him in a daze.

Although I can't see clearly, the aura belongs to him, which An Rong is sure of.

In this case, what exactly does he want to do? Could it be that he was lonely and intolerable in the study, sneaking over to fight the autumn wind?

In fact, An Rong hadn't thought that they would live in the same room tonight, but Lili's hesitation caused everything to change, and she was not good to ask for anything in particular.

And she didn't lock the door specially, she had no lack of this thought.

But An Rong changed his mind and thought again, why didn't he secretly call herself out, and put him and Lili on the bed so rascal?

Could it be Xiangzhuang's sword dance, intended for Peigong?

In the dark night, An Rong's eyes froze, and the next moment she stretched out her hand to grasp Wu Tao's handle.

He moved slowly, softly and without energy, it seemed that he was really asleep. Otherwise, if she really pretended to be asleep, An Rong was confident that these two shots would be enough to make him act on the spot.

"What are you doing?"

An Rong was complacent, and suddenly thought of Lili's dim voice behind him coldly. When she turned around, she saw that Zhao Li had already sat up for some time, rubbed her eyes, and took a closer look.

But at this time, An Rongxian still held the soft ‘handle’ in his hand...

The next moment ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ An Rong withdrew her delicate hand like lightning.

But Zhao Li said, "Don't hide it, or should I go out to make land for you two?"

Zhao Li's poisonous tongue has always been there, but it was the first time to say so in front of An Rong.

Maybe it's a cover for this night, and it can also boost people's courage. Coupled with the intimacy of the same room, that barrier was broken.

But An Rong's face is thin, so how can he stand being teased in person like this, and in that kind of shame?

So he immediately rushed to Zhao Li, "Se Lili, bad Lili, see if I won't bother you..."

Zhao Li was the most ticklish, so scratched by An Rong, she couldn't stop her mouth and laughed.

Wu Tao, who was in a beautiful dream, was awakened by the two of them. It took a long time to understand this scene of boundless spring scenery.

"Would you like to turn on a light, do you light it slowly?"

"No!" This is Zhao Li's voice.

"Do you dare!" This is An Rong's jokes.

But if you don't turn on the light, you really can't see clearly, it's better to sleep. It's just that the two of them have such endless trouble, how can people sleep? So I had to start to persuade me.

However, after spending a long time talking heartily, the two of them became more and more vigorous, so that Wu Tao saw the majestic appearance of Lili's chest, and Rongrong's scattered cloud temples and small pretty buttocks more than once in the night.

In the end, it was really unbearable that the sleepiness struck again, and Wu Tao had to do it himself.

After a while, An Rong's beautiful body was held in her right hand, and her jade legs were pressed by the way; Lili's mouth was tightly held on the left while her body was in the middle, separating the two of them, and the play finally stopped.

It's just that he hugs left and right like this, really tired, that he fell asleep without knowing it...

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