"Yaoyao, you?" Huangfu Ye looked at Gu Xiaoyao on the stage in shock, completely immersed in his own world, his eyes turned deep. When reading the novel, go to *Xiao*Shuo*.com

She was absolutely abnormal tonight, what happened to her?

The hot atmosphere slowly slowed down the rhythm because of Gu Xiaoyao's sad love song.

More and more people are standing there and listening, the faint sadness carries a certain infectious force that penetrates people's hearts.

Emperor Yan walked downstairs step by step. His originally angry breath was silently extinguished because of her faint tone.[

His eyes never left the girl standing on the stage to vent her heart's content, with a hint of pitifulness in the singing.

Emperor Yan subconsciously asked himself: Who hurt her?

She looked so fragile, but she insisted on building a thick wall for herself.

He suddenly wanted to go over and hug her tightly and bear all the sorrows for her.

His steps were faster than his brain, and he had already stepped onto the stage and walked to her side.

Gu Xiaoyao's little face was blushing, and he obviously drank a lot of wine.

"Himmer..." Gu Xiaoyao burped, and a demonic man was swaying in front of her, and she couldn't see the figure clearly.

Gu Xiaoyao shook his head hard, blinking his eyes again and again, trying to see who the handsome man in front of him was.

"Himmer..." A sip of alcohol sprayed on Emperor Yan's chest. He frowned and was about to raise his hand, but Gu Xiaoyao grabbed his shirt and leaned against his chest first.

"You... hiccup... Is it okay for you to marry me... I'm with me... I like you, I want you..."

Her voice echoed throughout the dance floor through the microphone. Emperor Yan supported her. Unexpectedly, she said something like this, obviously a little overwhelmed.

Huangfu Ye in the audience almost fell down when he heard her holding a stranger's confession. He hurriedly walked through the crowd and wanted to go on stage to pull the drunk woman down, but was stopped by two black-clothed bodyguards at the stairs.

"I like you... hiccup... we... hiccup... don't marry others... okay..." Gu Xiaoyao leaned all his strength on him, and Emperor Yan's chest was like a mountain, making her want to lean on it.

Her tone, with a hint of sob, sounded...that makes people feel distressed.

"Follower, we were going to get married!"
Chapter completed!