It was past nine in the evening, and the music started again. Jason Zhou stepped aside, and Zhou Ailing stood in front of the microphone. Her temperament suddenly changed, becoming a little lazy, but more charming.
She glanced down, opened her rosy lips, and a high-pitched voice with a hint of laziness floated in the rehearsal room.
She seems cold as ice, and she makes you feel lost.
In fact, her heart was extremely lonely and full of happy dreams.
One day we met and my lonely heart was rescued.
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