Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 1790: I’m the King of Karaoke

But Chen Ke was so stupid that he didn’t even realize what he meant.

“Karaoke is noisy. Uncle, if you don’t like it, you should go home.” Chen Ke looked extremely annoyed and he yelled, “This place isn’t suitable for you.”

Xu Baohan looked at An Lan coolly. “He called me Uncle, what do you think?”

An Lan blinked as she looked at the two men in front of her. Chen Ke was shorter than Xu Baohan. In fact, Chen Ke could be considered okay in looks, but when he stood next to Xu Baohan who had a chiseled face, there was no comparison at all. Even if Xu Baohan was a few years older, Chen Ke look like a clown standing next to him.

She coughed lightly. She knew that Xu Baohan was helping her, so she said bluntly, “Chen Ke, stop fooling around. Judge Xu is only a few years older than you, and… you should take better care of yourself, really.”

Chen Ke’s expression changed instantly. He threw the microphone onto the sofa. The microphone creaked, causing the lively room to fall silent and everyone turned to look at them.

An Lan handed the microphone to Xu Baohan awkwardly. She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination or not, but she felt that Xu Baohan’s thin lips seemed to curve up in the darkness, but the smile soon disappeared.

“I’m surprised that you chose Xue Zhiqian’s song,” An Lan said jokingly. It wasn’t that he wasn’t too old for those songs; it was just that the songs didn’t fit his personality.

“Oh, I made a mistake just now. I don’t know how to sing this song.” Xu Baohan suddenly leaned towards her, his scent slowly wafting into her nose along with the smell of alcohol in the private chamber.

An Lan subconsciously moved back on the sofa.

He lowered his head and stared at her with his calm, dark eyes. “Why are you dodging? I’m just changing the song.”

After that, he touched the screen on the wall behind her.

An Lan :”…”

A few seconds later, she sat up awkwardly with embarrassment on her beautiful face.

“Ugly Guy” was suddenly switched to “King of Karaoke”.

Xing Yuan walked over with a smile. “Bohan, you’re actually going to sing King of karaoke? This song seems quite long.”

“Yes, because I’m the King of karaoke, I’ll teach some people what high notes are.” Xu Baohan glanced at Chen Ke and An Lan before walking towards the singing platform on the right with the microphone. There was a tall stool and a small screen on the platform.

An LAN was confused. She knew why he glanced at Chen Ke, but why did he glance at her? She knew what high notes were.

On the platform, Xu Baohan sat on the tall stool. One of his long legs was bent under the chair while the other casually step on the ground. He held the microphone and started singing in Cantonese.

Perhaps it was because she had been tortured by Chen Ke’s demonic voice for too long, An Lan suddenly felt that Xu Bohan voice was heavenly. Not only was his pitch accurate, even his Cantonese was perfect.

Of course, his voice was so good that it brought goosebumps all over her body. He could even sing the high notes without any difficulty.

Under the dark blue light, his prominent eyebrows, sword-shaped eyebrows and eyes as cool as stars were too beautiful for words.

Was he still the solemn judge in a black robe in the courtroom?

The people who had been playing games and drinking in the private chamber stopped what they were doing. The women were staring at him intently. Cao Meng sighed, “With his looks and voice, it’s such a pity that he doesn’t enter the entertainment industry.”

Xing Yuan rolled his eyes. No wonder people said that every man falling in love was a surprise package. Xu Baohan was no exception.