Chapter 52 - 52 Red Beans

"What are you two up to?! Turn off the original singer for me!" Luckily, at this critical moment, Chang Hao suddenly appeared, shouted at Zhou Yuwen, then manually cut off the original singer. Right after that, he noticed Zhou Yuwen’s expression was a bit strange, sitting there without selecting songs. He asked Zhou Yuwen what he was doing? Had he finished picking songs? Zhou Yuwen said "uh-huh" indicating he had finished. Enjoy more content from empire Then he returned to the sofa and sat down. Chang Hao asked Zheng Yanyan beside him, "What’s he doing?" "You just focus on singing your songs!" Zheng Yanyan rolled her eyes at Chang Hao, looking at Zhou Yuwen pretending as if nothing had happened, she couldn’t help but feel amused. Heaven can testify, Zhou Yuwen really was the first guy to touch Zheng Yanyan there. At that moment, Zheng Yanyan was stunned too, but seeing Zhou Yuwen’s bewildered look was indeed amusing, she asked that question on a whim. She had already been touched, Zheng Yanyan couldn’t very well scream and shout about it, right? Saying those two words not only made her seem generous and fun but also eased the awkwardness. If it were a naive young boy, such a trivial matter could make him excitably restless all night long. And it’s not just about naive young boys. Even for Zhou Yuwen, a thirty-year-old uncle, his arm felt all weak now, genuinely weak. This Zheng Yanyan might not look it, but she indeed had substance. Moreover, it felt like Zheng Yanyan wasn’t wearing a bra, maybe just pasties at most. Anyway, that sensation was genuinely subtle. Zhou Yuwen had only sat down for a short while. Su Qing then took a seat next to Zhou Yuwen and scrutinized him, asking, "What were you and Yanyan doing just now?" "Picking songs," he replied. "Picking songs that close to each other?" Su Qing said, sounding jealous. Zhou Yuwen couldn’t be bothered with her, and over there, Chang Hao had just finished singing a spontaneous rendition of himself, and the next song was his too, Zheng Zhihua’s "Sailor". At this point, Li Qiang was feeling a bit indignant and couldn’t help but say, "Come on! Brother Hao, why are all the songs yours?" "Just this one more, the next one isn’t mine!" Chang Hao indeed liked singing a lot, picked up the uncapped bottle of liquor, and gestured with a toast towards Li Qiang, indicating he’d have a drink with him. Li Qiang was only complaining, while he selected songs and then asked, hey, whose turn is it for "Red Beans" next? Shen Yu said it was hers. After picking songs, Zheng Yanyan went back to her seat on the sofa. She initially wanted to sit next to Zhou Yuwen, but unfortunately, Su Qing was there. Zheng Yanyan had to sit a bit farther away, crossing her long, slender legs. In their dorm, only Zheng Yanyan and Lu Lin had legs that were both long and thin. Lu Lin was wearing jeans, which only showed their length, but Zheng Yanyan’s legs were really white, especially in the dim KTV light, her legs truly shone brightly, and what’s more, she was wearing a pair of white socks, which was like adding a buff, making them look even more slender and white. When crossed, they kept waving in front of Zhou Yuwen’s eyes. It made one want to go over and give them a fierce pinch. Perhaps because of the accidental touch with Zheng Yanyan earlier, Zhou Yuwen felt a bit restless inside. Logically a thirty-year-old man shouldn’t be so fickle. But the fact was indeed so. Watching the long legs waving before his eyes, Zhou Yuwen found it hard to look away. Perhaps it was because he was reborn to the age of eighteen; after all, at that age, one is full of vigor. Since being reborn, Zhou Yuwen had not vented at all. It seemed he needed to find a girlfriend for release. Meanwhile, Zhou Yuwen gestured for Shen Yu to continue singing. Having someone lead her made singing much more comfortable for Shen Yu, especially for a girl like her; she needed a male guide. Zhou Yuwen started singing, and Shen Yu continued with him: I haven’t yet held your hand♪ Walking through the desolate sand dunes♪ There was still a small part of the duet left, like sometimes, sometimes, at such times. Actually, Shen Yu was a bit out of sync with Zhou Yuwen’s rhythm, but luckily he cooperated, using his skills to bring Shen Yu back on track, allowing her to perform beyond her usual singing ability. When it came to the second verse, there was an intimate and teasing interlude. Except for Su Qing, who looked somewhat jealously at Zhou Yuwen, the rest of the people applauded enthusiastically. Applause echoed throughout the private room. Shen Yu’s face flushed with bashfulness, and she glanced shyly at Zhou Yuwen. At that moment, the second verse began. Zhou Yuwen continued to sing, not yet for you, the Red Beans♪ As he reached these lyrics, Zhou Yuwen stood up, walked over to Shen Yu, and reached out his hand. "Oh~" Brother Hao, loving the excitement, immediately started to egg them on. Shen Yu hesitated slightly; if it were any other time, she definitely wouldn’t have given her hand so easily to a man. But now, the atmosphere was just right, and ultimately, she handed her hand to Zhou Yuwen; he took her hand in his and led her to stand up and walk over to the coffee table. Haven’t yet truly felt The tenderness of waking kisses With Zhou Yuwen and Shen Yu standing there, holding hands, and looking into each other’s eyes as they sang, it might have been just a performance, but such moments could indeed make a girl’s heart flutter. They sang all the way to the last line. Until the landscape Is all seen through Maybe you will Accompany me And watch The endless Gentle stream ... The last note was drawn out long, and Zhou Yuwen, with one hand holding the microphone and the other holding Shen Yu’s hand, looked deeply into Shen Yu’s eyes. At that moment, Shen Yu was completely engulfed in the emotion. "Clap clap clap!" The audience burst into fervent applause, with Brother Hao yelling out for another song. Zhou Yuwen released Shen Yu’s hand and returned to his seat. At the moment Zhou Yuwen’s hand let go, Shen Yu suddenly felt a sense of loss, with the warmth from Zhou Yuwen’s hand still lingering in her palm...