Cao ng coughed lightly, a faint smile on her face. Its best that you two co to an agreent first.
An Lan stared at Xu Baohan helplessly. But Xu Baohan kept his eyes on the road and didnt look at her. He replied, I dont like lying.
An Lan :
What else could she say?
Rember Chen Ke, An Lan decided to shut up.
After arriving at the KTV, the four won got out of the car while Xu Baohan went to look for a parking spot.
As they walked in, Cao ng patted An Lan on the shoulder. Judge Xu is not bad. Keep it up.
Liu Qinmin encouraged her as well. I bet on 50 cents that senior Xu likes you.
50 cents? Are you serious?
An Lan was at a loss and wondered if Xu Baohan really liked her.
She had the feeling that she was being targeted by a wolf.
When she went upstairs, Zheng Jun and the others had already arrived. They had ordered a few cases of beer and red wine.
An Lan had a headache, wondering if they were determined to get drunk. Fortunately, after years of practicing, she could hold her liquor.
Not long after, Xu Baohan also ca in. There were already two won sitting beside An Lan, so he could only sit about four ters away from her.
When everyone had arrived, so of them knew how to warm up atmosphere and started toasting while others began to sing songs, play gas or chat.
An Lan didnt play gas since the losers must drink wine, so she picked up a microphone and began to sing.
However, as she sang, things beca a little weird.
That was because Chen Ke, that tactless man, had taken over the other microphone. His singing was bad but he liked to roar into the microphone, thinking that was the way to sing the high notes.
An Lans voice was completely covered by his. She simply put down the microphone and let him sing.
Chen Ke shalessly walked over and said loudly, An Lan, lets sing the next song together. We Must Love Even If We Die.
An Lans lips twitched. No, thank you. Your singing is so good. I dont feel worthy to sing with you.
Chen Ke did not hear her sarcasm at all. He laughed and said, Its okay. I know that song is very difficult, but I will help you.
An Lan ignored him. Just as the song was about to play, they found it had been to another song Ugly Guy.
Those who were watching the show were stunned, especially An Lan and Chen Ke.
Im sorry, its my song. Give the microphone, Ugly Guy. Xu Baohans tall figure appeared in front of the two of them. He was a head taller than Chen Ke and was looking down at him, his gaze as cold as the abyss.
An Lans lips twitched, almost bursting into laughter. How an he was.
Whom are you calling Ugly Guy? Chen Ke looked as if he wanted to kill Xu Bohan with his gaze.
Xu Baohan looked at him with a are-you-crazy gaze and said, I was talking about the title of my song, not you. Arent you being too sensitive?
You Chen Ke glared at him, knowing Xu Bohan was doing it on purpose. Then why did you change my song?
To purify the air. Xu Baohan suddenly smiled.
Chen Ke was stunned, looking confused. Are you crazy? The air is fine and doesnt need you to purify it.
Im talking about you singing. It was toonoisy. I wanted to change to a quiet song to let everyone have so peace. Xu Baohan looked at him calmly.
An Lan almost died of laughter. She believed that he had wanted to say Chen Kes singing was terrible when he paused. Fortunately, he didnt say it, or theyd get into a fistfight.
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