Xiaoxiao couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker on the side, never expecting that a group of men together could also be quite interesting.
Xiaoxiao then joined them for a few more drinks, when suddenly the wild music in the center of the hall came to a halt and was replaced by elegant light music.
The rapid change of atmosphere left Xiaoxiao struggling to adjust.
"Xiaoxiao... what songs can you sing?" Xu Junxian suddenly asked, turning to look at Xiaoxiao.
Xiaoxiao instantly became blank. What songs could she sing?
"Come on... I'll take you to pick one..." Zhuo Shaoqing said without further ado, pulling Xiaoxiao toward the direction of the hall.
By now, someone had already taken the stage in the center of the hall. It was a young man with a guitar, who tuned a couple of notes before starting to sing and play.
Xiaoxiao was suddenly infected by the atmosphere here, as if the music cells in her body had been abruptly awakened, eagerly thrumming inside her.
