Chapter 164 (1/2)
During this period, Xia Sheng's song didn't even stop. She calmly and naturally took back her long legs, straightened her skirt, looked up and wanted to thank the security personnel who had just protected herself with her eyes.
His expression was suddenly frozen, and he stumbled at his feet. Unexpectedly, he stepped empty and was about to fall off the stage.
At the critical moment, the long hand caught the girl's slender waist and took her into his arms.
The man's unique clear breath diffuses at the tip of the nose.
The man's powerful arms tightly clasped her waist to protect her from any danger.
Xia Shengge looked up at the man's handsome face. His mind was blank. He couldn't even sing a word of lyrics for the first time.
The stirring and solemn music was still ringing in the square.
However, pink bubbles appeared on the two people on the stage.
The audience below was stunned by the scene.
Or the first young man to lift the lamp board jumped into the chair and shouted, ”let go, let Sheng Sheng sing!”
The audience woke up and shouted.
”The little brother on the stage, let go of your salty pig hand and let me come!!”
”Ah, why can people hold Sheng Sheng close? I want it too. I also want to be a security guard!”
”Sheng Sheng goose, you're too young to fall in love. Let go of that dog. It's better than a man. If you want to hold it, come and hold your father!!”
……
Xia Shengge suddenly woke up and flushed his cheeks.
She moved her lips and wanted to ask, ”Ninth master, don't you come?”
Remembering that he had a microphone, he had to swallow his words back, but his heart kept pounding.
Lu Jiucheng stretched out his slender fingers and gently trimmed her scattered hair. Then he returned to his original position without expression.
That's... The positions of the two bodyguard stations arranged by the ninth master for her.
It's very hidden. It won't be seen by anyone, but it can protect her safety at a close distance.
But it turned out that it was not the bodyguard brother standing there, but the ninth master!
Has it always been... Ninth master?
Xia Sheng took a deep breath, calmed his breath and began singing again.
But the mood can no longer return to the just cold, determination and madness.
On the contrary, it was sour, astringent and crisp. It was like someone planted a small tree in her heart. For a moment, the leaves scratched her itch, and for a moment, the sweet and sour fruit fell.
”How do I feel that this half song is not the same as the one just now?”
”Feel the same!”
”Shit, why do I seem to smell the sour smell of love? Shouldn't it be the goddess of revenge?”
”So who was the security guard just now? Why hold my Sheng?”
”Gee, whether he's in revenge or in love, Sheng Sheng's Song [two words -- good to hear] is right!”
……
At the same time, the concert in the flying stadium ended hastily.
Xia Ruoling can no longer his expression.
She looked at the fans who had madly asked her to sing another song, but now she just looked down and brushed her mobile phone without even looking at her.
At the end of the concert, the whole stadium didn't even have half the seating rate, which was frightening.