Liu Ningning looked at the figure and felt dizzy.
Under the light, Luo yanxiao was so charming and dazzling.
He looked even more handsome and charming under the light.
It was the first time Liu Ningning realized what it was like to be handsome.
Perhaps, this was the feeling that Luo yanxiao was giving her.
Liu Ningning felt that the impact of this moment was too strong.
Her heart also started to beat rapidly.
She had never felt this way before, and her heart was beating too fast.
At that moment, what attracted her was no longer the poems. There was only Luo yanxiao in front of her.
This was the person she could see.
Luo yanxiao held the singing tube and sang as he walked to the center of the stage.
"...Open my arms, protect you, you are the poem in my youth ..."
The lyrics were filled with the feeling of youth, yet it was also filled with deep emotions. When Luo yanxiao sang it, it had a different feeling.
