Chapter 770 I Don’t Want Better, I Just Want You (7)

The phone in the palm of her hand vibrated again, waking up Ji Yi who was staring out the window.

She lowered her head and glanced at the bright screen of her mobile phone. It was still a message from Tang Huahua: "Xiaoyi, it's the last song now. You should be ready to come over."

Ji Yi clicked on the keyboard, quickly replied to Tang Hua with the word "hmm", and then rushed out of the bathroom.

As Ji Yi walked toward the corridor, she caught a glimpse of the mirror beside her out of the corner of her eye. She hesitated for a moment, then stopped, turned around, and faced the splendid mirror on the sink.

The girl in the mirror is wearing a very delicate skirt with a specially designed waist, which makes the girl's figure extraordinarily graceful.

The makeup is very plain, the long black hair is tied up, revealing a smooth forehead, and there are a few strands of hair hanging down by the ears, adding a bit of sweetness.

The girl's eyes were very bright, full of vitality and excitement.

This kind of self is both familiar and unfamiliar to Ji Yi.

She had always known that her appearance was more glamorous. Even if she walked on the street without a face, she would attract many people's attention. But at this moment, she felt that the reflection of herself in the mirror was the most beautiful moment in her life.

Ji Yi looked at herself in the mirror for a while, until the phone in her palm vibrated again, and Tang Huahua urged her to come over quickly. Then she looked away, picked up her skirt, and walked along the long corridor towards Private Room 1001. Run.

Stopping in front of the closed private room door, Ji Yi could vaguely hear the singing and noise coming from inside through the thick door panel.

Because she had run so fast, her breath seemed a little unstable. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it towards the door. After her heartbeat stabilized, she picked up her phone and started drawing for Tang. He sent a message: "I'm already at the door."

Tang Huahua didn't reply to her.

The noise behind the door continued.

The roars of ghost foxes and wolves with high and low pitches were heard constantly.

After a while, the room became a little quieter.

After a while, the phone screen in Ji Yi's palm lit up: "Xiao Yi, you can come in."

Ji Yi put away her phone, took out the ring hidden in her pocket, then faced the closed door, took a deep breath, squeezed the ring in her palm hard, then stretched out her hand and pushed it away Door.

There was no light in the room, but it was still noisy.

Ji Yi was familiar with the terrain of Private Room 1001. After entering the room, he walked directly in. Ji Yi didn't stop until he saw the dim lights on the karaoke station.

She clicked the play button first, then picked up the microphone that Tang Huahua had placed on the karaoke table in advance, and took two steps towards the middle.

About half a minute later, the originally black screen behind Ji Yi lit up, and familiar prelude music played.

With the faint light of the big screen, Ji Yi saw He Jichen sitting on the sofa not far in front of him at a glance.

He probably didn't notice that there was an extra person in the private room. He was tilting his head and listening to Han Zhihui who was sitting next to him.

The moment the music started playing, Ji Yi saw his eyebrows move slightly, but he didn't look in her direction.

Even though Ji Yi had imagined this scene thousands of times in the past two days, when the moment came, Ji Yi was still a little nervous.

She counted the time silently in her heart, and when the prelude music ended, she handed the microphone to her mouth and spoke.