Transformed into a girl: a song that made the whole network burst into tears

"Okay." Si Mu said, "Let's go change some clothes." I'll wait for you downstairs.

"Oh." He Yu responded obediently and went up to the second floor.

Her room is next to Simu.

She changed her clothes, combed her hair briefly, and went to the restaurant with Simu.

She ordered two plates of vegetables and slices of beef.

"Master Si, do you drink?" He Yu asked.

"Yeah." Simu responded.

He Yu ordered a bottle of beer.

They were drinking beer and chatting.

He Yu is very talkative.

She and Simu were good at chatting together.

Simu didn't speak much, and only occasionally echoed her.

"Your singing is great! I admire you very much, Mr. Si!" He Yu praised, "I like you very much! I think you are the best."

"Thank you, I like myself very much too." Simu said modestly.

"No, Mr. Si, you are the most powerful singer I have ever seen. No one is worthy of being your opponent except Mr. Si and you." He Yu said.

She is very fanatical about Simu.

She even goes so far as to demean herself.

She didn't know why she was like this.

But, she just felt that she liked Simu!

She liked it so much that she didn't allow Simu to be compared to anyone.

Simu's eyes were deep and distant, flashing with complex light.

He drank a glass of beer in silence.

"Master Si, when are we going to record the show?" He Yu asked again.

Simu said: "Tomorrow night."

"Then you come over tomorrow morning and we can go together?"

"Okay." Si Mu said, "I'll take you back."

He Yu's cheeks turned red.

Her lips were as moist and attractive as cherries.

A bit of shyness flashed in her eyes, and she lowered her eyes.

Such a docile and cute He Yu made Simu's heart skip a beat.

He drank another large glass of wine to suppress the urge to stir in his heart.

He is not ready to develop a further relationship with He Yu.

Simu's heart was in a mess.

He wanted to figure out what he was thinking and what he was looking forward to.

..... Mr. Si, what are you thinking about?" He Yu raised his eyes and asked.

Simu lost his mind.

"I'm thinking, let's go back to school to record the show together tomorrow night." Simu said.

He Yu's eyes dimmed.

"Aren't you going back?" she asked softly.

Simu shook his head.

"...I won't go back either. I won't participate in school activities. I won't participate in school activities. I am the vice president of the student union. If I go back, I have to participate in activities. I don't want to participate. "Si Jia said.

He Yu's expression was slightly stiff.

She thought she had guessed it.

She and Simu are on different paths.

Simu doesn't need to think about other things, he only needs to think about himself.

He is the second son of the Si Group, and he is not short of money.

And He Yu is just a newcomer to the workplace. She has to take responsibility for herself and earn a lot of money to support herself.

"Well, let's each do our own thing, Mr. Si, don't worry, I won't bother you after 503." He Yu said, feeling very sad.

Simu nodded.

He doesn't like her.

She doesn't need to be too sad.

Between them, it was impossible.

"Then I'm going home, Mr. Si." He Yu took the bag and stood up.

"Slow down, He Yu." Simu also stood up and walked her to the door.

He paused in his steps and turned to look at her.

He Yu was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, revealing her slender and straight legs. Her whole body exuded a youthful vigor.

If not, please stay. "He Yu said to him.

Simu nodded.

He Yu went out and closed the door.

Simu sat on the sofa.

He lit his cigarette. .