Dark Moon Era

The other side is very new to Darkness Port.

She doesn’t know how famous the dreamer restaurant is, how the restaurant’s Proprietress is a sexy bearing and charming temperament, and a wonderful singing voice, which is called the Darkness Port generation singer.

She just thought she was inexplicably wanting to stay here, so go in and see.

At this time, it was 7:30 in the evening.

The dreamer restaurant with the 3-Layer building is almost full, and the other side has found a place in the corner, sitting down alone, and hearing people’s discussions, all about how moving the songs of Proprietress are, I look forward to Proprietress’s performance today and so on

Is there a singing Proprietress here? The other side suddenly thought it was very interesting, anyway, it was a bit boring, so why not stay and listen to the Proprietress singing here.

**

Eight o’clock.

Tang Ling finally forged the last piece of rough, put down his sledgehammer and stretched a lazy waist.

Although I keep washing my face today, I still have made some progress under the effective use of time.

“Xiao Tang Tang, have you finished playing iron? Tired?” Huang Boss’s voice came.

Tang Ling looked up and saw Huang Boss standing at the door with a smile, holding a bunch of green, crystal-like bouquets in his hands, a look of ‘YD’, plus he also called himself Xiao Tang Tang, Tang Ling Can not help but a cold chill.

“I know, I will go after dinner.” Tang Ling said impatiently.

However, Huang Boss has stepped forward at this time, completely disregarding Tang Ling’s feelings, seizing Tang Ling, and stuffing two pieces of bread into his mouth.

The dry bread stuck in his throat, and Tang Ling almost sprayed it out, and Huang Boss poured a glass of water in time.

Then Huang Boss patted Tang Ling’s back and forced food into Tang Ling’s stomach: “Are you hungry now?”

“You’re fierce.” Tang Ling was indignant.

Huang Boss unperturbed put Hai Qiluo into a delicate box, and took out a piece of clothes and threw it in the iron room.

“This Haiqiluo is not only beautiful, but also emits fragrance and has the function of sleeping and condensing. And it can keep for three months without wilting.” Huang Boss said as he put the flowers.

Tang Ling took off his shirt, wiped the sweat from his body, then picked up the clothes Huang Boss gave him, and mumbled, “Why do you tell me this? I’m not interested in flowers.”

“Nothing, a bunch of 12 black sea coins. If you don’t want to owe me more money, you must remember to spend it with people and spend it with people!” Huang Boss threatened Tang Ling.

Tang Ling swallowed, should he run with flowers? !! Anyway, it’s 12 black sea coins. Huang Boss is too extravagant.

At this time, Huang Boss had already installed the flowers, and took a leisurely step in the eight-character step, but only echoed his voice in the iron room: “Little Tang and Tang, not going out after five minutes, the consequences are very serious.”

MD, can you not call me Xiao Tang Tang?

Tang Ling did not run with flowers. Although the temptation of 12 black sea coins is great, the threat of the wily old fox, the yellow old fox, is even greater.

What’s more, Tang Ling must continue to benefit from him.

Although he left the house before 8:10, and flew all the way, when Tang Ling arrived at Huang Boss’s dream house, it was still a little bit late.

At this time, the Mengke Building was full of friends. Standing outside the building, you can see how crowded it is through the glass windows inlaid with shells. Even outside the door, it was full of people, listening intently from the building. Singing.

Even though there is a certain distance, can’t you hear what the song is singing? Tang Ling can also hear that the song is not only very moving, but also the singing people are full of affection, singing the sadness of the song to the extreme, tears.

No wonder Huang Boss is so concerned, this Proprietress can sing so much?

As Tang Ling thought about it, he began to take care of the box in his arms, moving hard towards the crowd.

Thinking about what was going to happen, Tang Ling’s heart was surging with shame. But he was still so hard, he was almost moved by himself.

Look, how good is Tang Ling that I keep my promise. For you, Huang Boss is simply going through water and tread on fire, so good and so on? nonexistent.

Clever like Tang Ling, if you deliberately want to squeeze in, you can still do it. Only when you enter the Mengke Building, you know how exaggerated the flow of people is. The large 3-Layer building is full of people listening to songs. Don’t say that sitting down is just trying to find a better one, where you can see the stage, is not an easy task.

Tang Ling had no choice but to continue struggling to push forward. According to Huang Boss, he would rush up the first time. If he didn’t try to move forward, this person would look like a turbulent crowd, I’m afraid he hasn’t Rushing up, the singing Proprietress didn’t know where to go.

Will Huang Boss kill himself by then?

In this way, Tang Ling is like an uncoordinated existence in the crowd. The attention is not at all in Proprietress’s singing, but it tries to move forward.

He wholeheartedly shuttled through the crowd. Not only Proprietress couldn’t attract him like the sound of natural sound, even after he entered the door, he looked at him from beginning to end without knowing it.

The source of this gaze is on the second floor.

Due to the internal structure of the desk, whether it is the third or second floor, you can clearly see the every move of the hall.

So, the other side saw Tang Ling.

This is not that the other bank intentionally wants to pay attention to Tang Ling, but that Tang Ling shuttles through the crowd, just like the fish coming from the school of fish, which is very conspicuous.

However, other people who noticed this scene may take a look at that’s all, but the other side did not know why they saw the black hair silhouette with a slightly thin figure, and the fortune-lovers were holding the box in their arms carefully and strenuously. There was a sense of intimacy and familiarity in my heart as I moved through the crowd.

This feeling makes it difficult to integrate into the crowd, and it is more difficult for the other side who is in contact with anyone to be very strange.

There was a hint of play in her eyes, and her eyes never looked away from Tang Ling.

When seeing Tang Ling deliberately stepping on someone else’s feet, causing trouble, and then trying to squeeze forward by himself, the other side had a feeling of wanting to laugh.

So she laughed directly.

Hehe’s cry was so abrupt on the quiet second floor that it attracted several dissatisfied eyes.

This Proprietress is clearly singing a sad song, what is this girl laughing at? Don’t you know quiet listening to songs?

But would the other bank care? She didn’t care, she just extended the hand and twisted a kind of pre-civilized sunflower seeds from the table, called green jade seeds, into her mouth.

Just chewing slowly, holding his cheeks, and staring at Tang Ling intently, this feeling made the other side feel a rare sense of joy.

“Forget it, this girl looks so pretty.”

“Forget it, this girl’s hands look great.”

Several people around did not know why. After attracting the attention of the other bank, it was difficult to look away, and then they each found a few excuses in their hearts, and decided to forgive the other bank and not care about the other bank.

Where do they know, the other bank doesn’t care what they think, she just stared at Tang Ling at this moment, with a smile under her veil.

She wouldn’t even think about why she noticed the masked boy downstairs. Since she wanted to see him, just look at him.

**

Tang Ling didn’t know the second episode on the second floor, and he didn’t even know that he had been “stared” on it.

He only knew that he had exhausted 12 points of strength and withstood the sight of N killings, and finally managed to get ahead.

At this time, he was no more than 20 meters away from the stage where Proprietress sang. Because of the rules, there were only a few VIPs sitting in front of it and there were no crowded people.

Tang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn’t help but be curious, and began to look at Proprietress singing on the stage.

He wanted to know, was it that a man like Huang Boss was attracted to this look just because this Proprietress could sing?

the answer is negative!

When Tang Ling saw Proprietress for the first time, she felt that the woman on the stage had an inexplicable appeal to all men.

This appeal is not because of her beautiful appearance, but from her every move, a look, a smile, a raise of her hand, and an engagement, all feeling full of indescribable style, and she feels very much like Woman a woman.

Yes, Tang Ling’s description of such a fool is so thin, he doesn’t have the concept of ‘feminine’ in his mind.

He just simply felt that the Proprietress wearing a loose dress on the stage singing was the look that a woman should have.

Maybe he noticed Tang Ling’s gaze, Proprietress accidentally took a glance in the direction where Tang Ling stood, and ended the singing of the first song.

Tang Ling glanced suddenly, feeling that his face was terribly hot, could not help lowering his head and scratching his hair, and then smirked a few times.

Then, I successfully harvested the scornful eyes of the people around me. What a silly kid, I guess it is another innocent boy who is attracted by the style of Proprietress.

But at this point, Proprietress’s song is over.

There was a thunderous applause from the crowd, and soon Tang Ling was awake. He came to play as a flower-delivery kid. Where was he smirking and shy?

After a burst of applause, the entire dreamer restaurant also became quiet and began to wait for the second song of Proprietress.

And Tang Ling can finally wait here, no more crowding in the crowd.

But just because it just stopped, Tang Ling still felt a little bit wrong in his heart. It felt like someone was following him.

After all, with precision instinct, Tang Ling is a hundred times more sensitive than ordinary person.

Who is eyeing himself? Under the mask, Tang Ling frowned and began to observe calmly.

The crowd is so dense, is that the man behind him? Is that the table on the third floor? Yes … Tang Ling observed carefully and carefully. In order to avoid beating the grass to scare the snake, he tried to pretend to be a natural turn.

At this point, Proprietress’s voice was already ringing on the stage.