Qi Yin regretted parking his car in the KTV parking lot. He and Mi Li only met twice, and were not familiar with each other. If she really wanted to find someone to drink and get drunk, it seemed that she should not be the best candidate.

For the first time, Qi Yin felt that his life seemed a bit monotonous and boring. Apart from his colleagues in the company and Chen Yuan and others, he had no separate friends to make friends. But his irritability and violence at this moment were not suitable to talk to them.

...After this, Mi Li is still a good candidate. At least he and Mi Li still have a "life-loving friendship". He saved her innocence and got hit by her in a kettle, and she also got hit by a glass bottle for him.

Qi Yin sat in the car to sort out his thoughts. Just as he took the key and was about to get off the car, he saw a girl running by in front of the car. She was tall, slender and beautiful, but her movements were a little hurrying. She ran and tied her ponytail. She was about to reach the gate, and her shoes seemed to have fallen, and then stopped quickly and twisted her shoes.

Qi Yin laughed, it wasn't Mi Li.

He got out of the car and followed Mi Li, walked into the gate and pressed the elevator. As soon as he entered, he received a text message from Mi Li: "I have arrived, 218 private room, what drinks do you want to drink?"

Qi Yin put away his cell phone and did not return. He walked out of the elevator. Under the guidance of the waiter, he walked directly through the corridor surrounded by bright lights, wine and music, and stopped at the door of Room 218.

The upper part of the wooden box door is glass. In the swaying light and shadow, Qi Yin saw Mi Li kneeling on the sofa, leaving him with a slim back.

Qi Yin suddenly felt a little unsure of what attitude to treat Mi Li, as if he should be as polite as last time, and as if he should be a little closer.

Qi Yin knocked on the door, then pushed it in; Mi Li, who was inside, suddenly turned around and greeted her openly: "Oh, buddy, here you are here!"

Qi Yin felt a little awkward. He had seen many women in his life, including polite ladies from a wealthy family, arrogant and domineering second-generation rich families, capable and beautiful ols, and timid employees... But he had never seen a woman like Mi Li who was careless and full of dust.

Well, it was actually a bit too much to say that. Her dress today was much better than the previous two times, and she looked much cleaner and refreshed. Qi Yin nodded and sat down on the sofa far away from her.

"You can order songs on WeChat and just scan the QR code on the screen." Mi Li pointed out and handed him a microphone at the same time. It was too lonely to sing one person, and it was just right for two people to sing.

"I don't know." Qi Yin said the truth. He didn't have many occasions like this. He basically accompanied the customers to have fun. He just needed to do a good job of logistics and never opened his voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Mi Li said with a smile, carrying a bottle of beer in front of him, and he also picked up a bottle and touched his bottle, then looked up half a bottle.

The colorful lights make your face confusing, and you can only see the clear silhouette with your neck tilted.

The depression in his heart was stimulated by this scene, and he seemed to have the urge to drown his sorrow. Qi Yin rarely wanted to indulge himself. He grabbed the wine bottle, followed Mi Li's appearance and raised his head to blow the bottle, and fucked it elegant!

The cold liquid enters the mouth, which is slightly bitter at first, then becomes sweet and clear, rushing into the throat and stomach, as if making the whole person become transparent and dilutes some bad emotions suppressed in the heart.

He couldn't stop, Qi Yin wanted to kill half a bottle of it to Mi Li, but who knew that he would drink it all in one breath. When he put down the bottle, he saw Mi Li looking at him without blinking. After receiving his gaze, he pulled the corner of his mouth in admiration and gave a thumbs up: "Awesome!"

Qi Yin was a little embarrassed by her praise, but his face was silent, and he just smiled slightly, which meant a timeless meaning.

"You drink it first, I'll sing two songs for you." Mi Li couldn't do anything else. She had seen too many people who wanted to drown their sorrows and get drunk. She could tell at a glance that this handsome and elegant man had something to do. She couldn't help him solve it, at least she could do something else - back to the past, he seemed to want to listen to her singing.

Although the private room was small, there was a floor-to-ceiling microphone and a small stage in the corner. Mi Li sat down and put the microphone on without having to brew. She sang it casually with half of the music that had already started.

A slightly hoarse voice entered Qi Yin's ears like flowing water, as if listening to an ancient record. Mi Li did not look at him, but looked at the screen casually, occasionally closing her eyes intoxicatedly, which gave Qi Yin a feeling of being bystander, allowing him to let go of his mind and be more relaxed.

In front of others, Qi Yin always looks calm and at ease, which can give people a sense of stability and trust. It seems that no matter what the matter or the difficulties are, they can solve them.

In fact? Who is a superman? A person's energy and ability are limited. What he can do is just a little more than others. His work is already full, and if he does this, his body will feel tired even if he is hit hard.

In such a strange environment, there is a stranger who can rest assured around him. He can finally let his fatigue naturally penetrate the corners of his eyebrows without disguise.

If you make a profit, you will lose money. He also needs a place to fall in love with his heart.

Qi Yin drank cold beer one after another, bubbles churning in his stomach and burping out from his throat. Such things would not be done by the humble gentleman in front of him.

And at this moment, who cares?

Everyone is drunk without drinking. The colorful lights make the room hazy. Qi Yin sat upright on the sofa, holding the back of the chair with one hand and a beer bottle with the other, indulging in his posture. Just as the song ended, Mi Li on the small stage turned her gaze and shook the microphone at him.

Qi Yin looked on the screen and the next song was a very old song by Jacky Cheung, who was very popular and could sing it.

I don’t know if it was because the atmosphere had arrived or the shackles in his heart had been released, Qi Yin leaned over and grabbed the microphone on the table. The slow prelude ended, and he appropriately cut into the song.

From a professional perspective, Qi Yin's voice is unstable and his breath is uneven, but from the non-professional ears, his singing voice is gentle and mellow, just like the feeling he gives people.

Mi Li held the microphone and sang a harmonious voice to him in some places where Qi Yin could not sing well or was difficult to sing, so that his singing could be more refreshing and pleasant.

At the end of the song, Mi Li screamed and applauded him on the screen. Qi Yin, who was caught off guard and was still immersed in the tender and sweet song, was startled and then realized that he could only see the little woman's smug and cramped smile.

"One more song." Mi Li pointed to the screen. When he was singing just now, she ordered a few more similar songs that everyone could sing, and gave priority to it.

Qi Yin glanced at the screen and said that the song would not be. The lights in the room covered his embarrassment well. He shook his head: "I won't sing, you sing."

Mi Li doesn't like others to make fun of it, so she doesn't make fun of it casually. Qi Yin said she won't sing, so she won't force it. She cleared her throat and flipped through the playlist without hesitation: "So, then I'll sing two more songs, do you want to listen to it?"

"Whatever." Qi Yin said, thinking about it and adding: "Let's have a Chinese song."

Mi Li looked at him and felt a little embarrassed: "Is it too frustrating for my English?"

...It seems that he is still very self-aware. Qi Yin coughed dryly and comforted: "Fortunately, singing is different from talking." Including the sentences and pronunciation...

Mi Li scratched her long braid, smiled, and laughed at herself while choosing songs: "I didn't study hard, so I didn't learn a lot of English words. When I first started singing, I used Chinese characters to pronounce them. Later, I finally learned the phonetic symbols. Well, the old songs I learned can't be changed."

Qi Yin was speechless, so he had to pull the corners of his mouth to give him a polite smile.

Mi Li picked a song from Cai Qin, and her low voice was suitable for singing these.

Qi Yin looked at the woman who sang affectionately. No matter how he looked, he looked like a wise and elegant woman who had experienced many vicissitudes of life and had a clear view of the world. How could he see her non-mainstream, vulgar and uncultured side?

...Oh, I almost forgot, this is also an actor.

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I have recently sorted out the two sub-lines, haha, at least we have to fall in love when it is finished.

Yesterday was a typhoon on the Qixi Festival. Are you having some romance?
Chapter completed!