Fall into enemy hands

After a few seconds, Jiang Yu started singing.

Jing Tong couldn't help but hold her breath.

To be honest, even when she was most infatuated with him, she did not dare to imagine such a scene. She had never thought that this man had such a side.

His voice range was a little low and he didn't have any technique, but his tone and rhythm were very accurate. In addition, the man's voice was very magnetic. Even if it was just a simple low singing, it was enough to move people.

Jing Tong felt that the string at the bottom of her heart seemed to be resonating with it, and the faintly discernible strumming almost made her unable to breathe.

Ten years ago, I didn't know you. You didn't belong to me.

Ten years later, we'll be friends, but not just friends.

Jing Tong suddenly felt her eyes warm up.

This man is really ...