In my first year of school, I took my counselor home

Back then, Pei's mother was so obsessed with Pei's father.

And now...

I'm still obsessed with it.

After a few minutes, the song ended.

Xu Ping'an brewed his feelings for a while and was about to speak out the words of praise he had thought of in an emotional tone.

at this time.

"Sister Wanyi is awesome! Sister Wanyi is so amazing!" Zhao Waner clapped her hands, looking excited and shouting like a little girl.

Xu Pingan: "..."

"Auntie sings so well."

Bang, bang, bang, Xu Pingan clapped dryly.

Who can compare to the sudden appearance of a crazy fan?

"Uncle Pei, come on?" Zhao Waner asked, looking at Pei Qinghong who was sitting on the sofa and applauding silently.

"You guys sing first." Pei Qinghong paused and said.

For some unknown reason, Zhao Waner did not persuade Pei's mother again like she just did, but looked at Pei Hongzhuang, who was sitting on the sofa happily eating melon seeds peeled by her boyfriend.

"Pei Pei, come on?"

"You sing first." Pei Hongzhuang replied, chewing melon seeds in her mouth. She was busy right now.

"Where's brother Ping'an?" Zhao Waner looked at Xu Ping'an aside and asked.

Good guy, if the light were any darker, she wouldn't even know there was someone sitting there.

"You sing first, Sister Wan'er." Xu Ping'an raised his head and looked at Zhao Waner, and quickly refused.

For a player with his astonishing skills, it would be best...not to play.

"Then let me play one." Zhao Waner said, turning her head to look at the karaoke machine next to her, putting the next song on top and then cutting the song directly.

"I am eating fried chicken in People's Square for everyone." Zhao Waner stood up and came to the screen and bowed in greeting.

Very stylish.

Xu Pingan raised his head and took a look. Although he had never heard of this song, he felt that the name of the song was quite suitable for Sister Wan'er.

Xu Pingan took a melon seed from Pei Hongzhuang's hand, peeled it and brought it to her mouth.

Pei Hongzhuang opened her mouth, sipped the melon seeds into her mouth, and then glanced at Zhao Waner who was singing in front of the screen, "After peeling it off, just put it in my hand."

Don't show affection in front of others when they are performing.

"Oh." Xu Ping'an responded to express receipt.

Not only are people beautiful, they also have many requirements.

After a few minutes, the song ended.

"Wan'er sings so well." Song Wanyi said, applauding.

"No matter what, sister Wanyi sings better." Zhao Waner said modestly with a smile on her face.

Xu Pingan also chirped twice symbolically, and then continued to peel the melon seeds.

"Pei Pei wants to sing a song?" Zhao Waner looked at Pei Hongzhuang and asked.

"Dream Chaser." Pei Hongzhuang replied, then she took a piece of paper towel from the side, spread it on the table, and then looked at Xu Ping'an beside her, "Put it here first after peeling it off."

Xu Pingan looked at the tissue in front of him, then at Pei Hongzhuang...

I have seen many evil-minded capitalists, but this is the first time I have seen such a beautiful evil-hearted capitalist.

"Let youth blow your long hair and let it lead your dreams..."

As the ethereal and melodious singing sounded, Xu Pingan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the beautiful face next to him...

It doesn't seem too bad to peel melon seeds for such a black-hearted capitalist.

After the song ended, Xu Ping'an clapped vigorously, which was in sharp contrast to the two times he gave Sister Wan'er a croak before.

"Baby, you're awesome! Baby, I love you to death!" Xu Ping'an leaned into Pei Hongzhuang's ear and whispered excitedly like a little fanboy.

Really, who is not a fanatic?

Pei Hongzhuang put down the phone and glanced at her "little fanboy". The expression on her face did not change much.

But I feel happy in my heart.

Really, can't you restrain your love for her?

Next, "host" Zhao Waner turned her attention to Xu Pingan, who had transformed into a "little fanboy".

"Brother Ping An, it's your turn."

Is it my turn?

Xu Pingan raised his head, didn't he still have his respected father-in-law who didn't show off his singing voice?

"Um... I'm not very good at singing, so Uncle Pei should come first." Xu Pingan looked at Pei Qinghong sitting on the other side and said.

My father-in-law hasn't sung yet, so he doesn't dare to sing.

Song Wanyi raised her head and glanced at Xu Ping An, Ping An, this kid, is always so humble.

"You go first." Pei Qinghong raised his head and looked at Xu Pingan and said.

Why is this father-in-law so polite to him?

Xu Pingan was about to be more humble. At this moment, a microphone was handed to Xu Pingan.

Xu Pingan looked at the microphone, then at the little white hand holding the microphone, and then looked at the owner of the little hand...

Didn't you agree to help him smooth things over? Is this how you smooth things over?

"Come on." Pei Hongzhuang looked at Xu Ping'an, her red lips lightly parted, and said.

Xu Pingan reached out his hand and took the phone.

"Sister Wan'er, give me a song to borrow from heaven for another five hundred years."

Borrow another five hundred years from heaven?

Song Wanyi glanced at Xu Pingan, it was a very atmospheric song.

There was a hint of expectation in the mother-in-law's eyes.

Chapter 267 True bosom friend!

Soon, the majestic prelude slowly sounded...

Xu Pingan looked at the screen and held the microphone. Next, it was the performance moment of the outstanding future son-in-law!

On the other side, Mother Pei, who had just sang a song, felt a little thirsty, so she took a bottle of juice from the table and handed it to Father Pei next to her.

Father Pei took the juice, unscrewed the bottle cap skillfully, and then handed the juice to Mother Pei next to him.

Song Wanyi took the juice and drank it in small sips.

At this moment, the song of the outstanding future son-in-law slowly sounded.

"Along the gentle curves of the ups and downs of the mountains and rivers..."

"Ahem." By accident, Song Wanyi choked on the juice in her mouth.

Witnessing this scene, Xu Ping'an's hands trembled, and the singing in his mouth paused. His singing could at best be regarded as a magic attack, so why did it turn into physical damage?

But my mother-in-law is so understanding, gentle and kind, so she should forgive him, right?

Xu Ping'an silently turned his eyes to the side, and his mood for singing also decreased a bit.

Alas, I might as well say that my vocal cords are on leave.

"Are you okay?" Pei Qinghong quickly took out a tissue from the side and handed it to his wife beside him.

"It's okay." Song Wanyi took the tissue, wiped the juice from the corner of her mouth, and then looked at her outstanding future son-in-law who was singing soulfully with a microphone.

This kid, Ping An... is still very honest.

The singing was indeed... not very pleasant.

"Ping An's child is quite willing to follow your future father-in-law." Song Wanyi handed the juice in her hand to Pei Qinghong, looked at her husband, and joked with a smile.

Pei Qinghong silently took the juice, screwed on the lid, and said nothing.

What does it mean to be his future father-in-law? He hasn't agreed yet. Why is he the future father-in-law? And although his singing... isn't very good, he should be a little better than the brat.

On the other side, Pei Hongzhuang was eating the melon seeds that her boyfriend had peeled for her before, looking at the boyfriend beside her quietly, and listening to her boyfriend's singing with great enjoyment.

As the saying goes, flowers come to each eye, and she felt that although her silly singing voice was not good in the traditional sense, it was... quite interesting. She quite liked listening to it, and after listening to it, she felt inexplicably happy. .

Xu Pingan continued to sing and glanced at Pei Hongzhuang beside him.

Hey, woman, you are so obsessed with me that you can’t walk, right?

This damn charm has nowhere to put it.

After a few minutes, the performance time for the outstanding future son-in-law was over.

"Ping An sang pretty well." Song Wanyi raised her hands to applaud and said.

Zhao Waner on the side glanced at Song Wanyi. Sister Wanyi had changed. She could speak without conscience for the sake of her precious son-in-law.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm really not good at singing." Xu Ping'an looked at Song Wanyi, even though he was a little embarrassed because of the thick skin he had developed from showing affection to his teacher Pei.

But what can my mother-in-law say? Xu Pingan was still very happy.

"It's okay, just sing more and it'll be fine." Song Wanyi comforted her.

"Yeah." Xu Pingan nodded and replied.

What his mother-in-law said makes sense. He used to sing a lot when he had nothing to do, and that's when he discovered his... such amazing singing talent.

Other people's talents are zero at best, but he is so powerful that his ability can be reduced to a negative number.

I remember when there was a chorus competition in high school, Xu Pingan relied on his unparalleled strength to become the one who stood in front and directed without any suspense.