Nangong Jin’s unique flavor emerged, that innate, passionate, rascally, unrestrained, even restless feeling, all expressed through music.
Then he spoke again, his voice aggressively masculine and exploding with a wild, sexy elegance, "If it wasn’t ignited by your hands, it can’t be called a flame; if it wasn’t touched by your hands, it can’t be called a gem.
You, you, you’ve finally appeared. We’ve just met and already my heart is shattered, the whole world collapsing, alas...
If it wasn’t killed by your own hands, living has no meaning. You, you, you’ve finally appeared. We’ve just met and my heart is in tatters, the whole world collapsing, alas...
If I am to die in this life, it must be by your hands, it must be by your hands, it must be by your hands, alas..."
The crowd was shocked; he had remixed the song, turning it into a fiery sensation, unsuppressible, with that unrestrained heat and wildness.
It was as if on the vast steppes, a man cries out unrestrained, expressing his most fervent emotions, igniting the crowd in an instant, prompting uncontrollable screams, following his lead into the frenzy.
Following him, seemingly screaming at the top of his lungs, "It must be by your hands, it must be by your hands!"
Indeed, this statement is an intense expression of feelings, to die by your hands, isn’t it the ultimate expression of love?
The atmosphere in Jinse immediately boiled over, on the verge of bursting.
Some people even excitedly tore off their clothes, waving them around, crooning in a harsh, ’duck voice’ like a wolf’s howl, "To die by your hands, to die by your hands!"
Di Jinxuan was nearly scared to death by this fervor, unable to help but tear up, overwhelmed with emotion.
This cheeky, flamboyant, and lecherous old man’s way of expressing his feelings was truly overwhelming.
But that was not the end.
After finishing the song, Nangong Jin dramatically ended the music and then shouted directly, "Di Jinxuan, do you want me?"
Di Jinxuan was stunned.
The crowd below had gone mad, desperately screaming, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Each and every one nearly weeping, Nangong Jin, seriously, if Miss Xuanxuan doesn’t want you, we want you, really, even the men!


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