Fast time travel: Attack the villain, the villain takes advantage of her beauty

Sheng Wu smiled slightly, expressing her understanding, "Mr. Jimo can search and listen to it first, and when he understands the rhythm, he can read the lyrics and sing it to me."

Hearing that, after all, he gave money, so Jimoli moved his finger first, jumped to the screen, and searched on a certain music platform.

"Mr. Jimo, someone said that your hands are beautiful."

Seeing the perfect hand shape skipped in the video, Sheng Wu felt a little itchy.

want to treasure.

Jimo paused slightly from his fingertips, then continued to search, but also answered Sheng Wu's question very seriously.

"No, they only said that my hand should be insured."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu couldn't help chuckling, "Indeed, Mr. Jimo's hands are so beautiful, you should buy an insurance policy."

After receiving the explanation, Jimoli raised his eyebrows, so, is this also an exaggeration of his good-looking hands?

But he didn't care about these, and the search results came out.

Seeing that the first one was a cover song by a well-known male cv, he clicked it directly.

Then......

He heard an extremely magnetic and pleasant, but also breathtakingly sexy voice.

And, to the middle part, there is still a slight panting ##breathing! ! !

Snapped!

Jimoli turned off the music almost instantly!

Half of his ears turned red in an instant!

"What's the matter, Mr. Jimo, can't you accept this song? Yes, this song may be a little bold for you. Since Mr. Jimo can't, let's forget it."

His Adam's apple slid up and down, his breathing was slightly condensed, and he hadn't had time to say anything to Sheng Wu.

Sheng Wu was the first to give in.

Jimoli listened to Sheng Wu's words, his brows were slightly condensed, and there was a touch of embarrassment in his cold eyes. His good self-cultivation really prevented him from singing such a song.

"Miss Sheng..." was about to refuse.

"Or, 200 million, Mr. Jimo, you can ignore the panting sound, and just sing seriously."

"..."

Jimo Li took a breath, only felt a little hot, slightly closed his right hand that was not holding the phone, his cold eyes struggled for a few seconds.

At last.

"...Okay." Still defeated by money.

The corner of Shengwu's mouth twitched: "..."

This flower of Gaoling actually really likes money.

Sheng Wuhu was aggressive, and smiled leisurely, "Mr. Jimo, since I've spent all the money, it's not too much to add another request."

Jimo Li Mo frowned, a little surprised that she still had a request, but, for the sake of money, she pursed her thin lips.

"You said."

"I want to record, can I?"

Jimo Li didn't expect this request, so he nodded.

"Yes, but you can't spread it outside."

"Okay, then Mr. Jimo." Sheng Wu lay on his side on the bed, the corners of his lips curved, "You can start now."

Hearing this, Jimo Li's Adam's apple slid up and down, a little dry, he opened the phone's lyrics page again, and then saw the translation.

Once again enduring the heat in his ears, with a calm expression on his deep and cold face, he clicked on the cover of the cv, resisting a strange sense of shame.

I finished listening to the song.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes were focused on the lyrics, and he didn't glance at Sheng Wu.

That is to say, she didn't find any evil in Sheng Wu's clear and gentle eyes.

If Jimoli was a little bit further down, he would be able to hear the normal version, but unfortunately, as he said, he doesn't listen to pop music much, let alone music software, so he doesn't understand these details.

Jimoli is very smart, he has mastered it in just one pass, and then he looked at Shengwu.

"Miss Sheng, I seldom sing. Please forgive me if I sing wrongly."

Sheng Wu pursed her lips obediently, "Well, I believe in you."

Jimo Liyu's eyelashes moved slightly, and his thick, ink-like eyes contained a trace of tension. He secretly took a breath, and then his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his naturally crimson lips parted slightly.

The low magnetism of the voice is as low and mellow as red wine passing through silk, revealing texture, knocking on the eardrum, and penetrating into the heart.

"igot this thing, gonna blow your mind, pulling your string, helping your unwind, you want to know, but it can't betied, you want to steal, 'causeican't bebought..."

The speed is similar to the song, with his own rhythm. Even though the lyrics are a bit straightforward, Jimoli's eyes are cold and focused, as if he is just completing a job.

Even though there was no panting sound, the slow tone of the song made his extended voice full of a kind of bewitchment.

Sheng Wu listened very carefully, but she did not expect that Jimo Li sang a cappella directly, and the sound became more and more attractive without knowing it.

Her light-colored pupils stared straight at Jimoli, their eyes were slightly dark, revealing a perverted possessive desire, and his voice was also extremely nice.

If it is made into a puppet and the vocal cords are cut off, I'm afraid.

It would be less fun.

As the song gradually came to an end, after Jimoli's eyes moved away from the lyrics, he saw that some childish Shengwu had closed his eyes just now.

An Ran fell asleep.

The slight sound of breathing came to him through the cold phone screen.

Jimo Li didn't bother her, nor was he in a hurry to ask for money.

Through the video, he saw half of his red ears and neck above the collarbone, but he didn't care about it.

Instead, the cold and noble eyes looked at the holy charm of an angel with a beautiful and fair face, even though he was asleep, there was a trace of tranquility.

His clear and cold eyes paused slightly, and he took a deep look at Sheng Wu, revealing his desire to uncover everything, and.

A touch of secretive gloss.

Finally, Jimoli hung up the phone.

After the phone "beep" and hung up.

The person who was sleeping peacefully just now suddenly opened a pair of clear eyes.

The ends of the eyes are dark and thin red, with thickness intertwined with darkness, without light.

......