"What did he say?" Lelani threw a piece of the after-dinner snack into her mouth and slowly tasted it.

"He said there was a tourism festival in Kunming today, and he was invited to play a Bai youth in the song competition-"

"What? He can still sing?"

"It should be? He rarely sings."

“不行,小樱,这边对歌是情歌对唱,这个混蛋居然敢对别人唱情歌,坚决不能忍,我陪你去揍他一顿!”

Lelani thought about it and suddenly became energetic.

After five years, if Yayoi Motohe carefully planned and finally arrived at the moment of harvest, then Lailani was always digging deep into her potential, and it was necessary to find a way to defeat Yayoi Motohe - for Lailani, she was almost obsessed with it.

But the relationship between the two has always been good, and to some extent it is a husband-wife relationship. Without a suitable excuse, Lelani was embarrassed to pull Yagyu Moto and fight.

Now that there is such a reasonable excuse, eating is not very important. You can eat at any time and you can't escape these specialty delicacies. However, the reason for fighting with Yagyu Moto and openly is that you have passed this village and there is no such store anymore.

Leilani clenched her fists excitedly, and her eyes shone with a splendor!

On the dining table, all the tableware floated up slowly without wind. The earth seemed to lose its gravity. The air was as sticky as glue. The terrifying pressure spread from the private room to the entire hotel, and then the streets and residential buildings.

It was like a sleeping dragon, its closed eyelids slightly opened a gap, and a trace of pressure leaked out unconsciously.

Many people inexplicably feel that their hearts seem to be pressed by a huge rock and their lungs cannot inhale air. It seems that only by kneeling on the ground can people slightly relieve the pressure on their chest.
Chapter completed!