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Chapter 188: Big Bad Guy, Bullying Me Again (2, Please Subscribe Automatically)

By the time the dust settled on the second issue of "I Am a Singer", it was already 10:30 pm.

Wang Cong left first, waiting for Deng Ziqi next to his luxury car Lafa, and he was holding a bouquet of roses in his hand.

After about fifteen minutes, Deng Ziqi walked out of the scene and came outside.

She knew Wang Cong was waiting for her, so she went to the underground garage and walked towards Wang Cong's luxury car Lafa.

But when she came to Rafa, there was no one from Wang Cong, which made Deng Ziqi a little confused.

"It's strange, Brother Cong, where are the others? They sent me a message five minutes ago, and now they are gone?"

Deng Ziqi looked around, but didn't see Wang Cong yet, so she planned to take out her mobile phone and make a call.

But as soon as he dialed the number, his eyes were blindfolded, and then he heard a hoarse voice of "893".

"Guess who I am?"

The moment she heard this strange voice, Deng Ziqi was a little scared.

But then she thought of something, a smile appeared on her face, she stepped back with her foot, and then let go of the hand covering her eyes.

"Ouch, it hurts so much. Deng Ziqi, you are trying to kill your husband."

Deng Ziqi immediately turned around and found that it was Wang Cong who was teasing him.

"Hahaha, this little trick is too childish to try to deceive me."

"Brother Cong, I won second place this time. Although I'm not first, I'm very satisfied. Please praise me."

As Deng Ziqi spoke, she jumped up and wanted to wrap her hands around Wang Cong's neck.

Deng Ziqi is only 1.6 meters tall, while Wang Cong is 1.85 meters tall. The gap is close to 25 centimeters, which is still not small.

Looking at the girl in front of him who was standing on tiptoes to hug him, Wang Cong finally couldn't help it anymore.

He directly hugged Deng Ziqi's waist and started to circle it several times, as if he was playing with a windmill.

Deng Ziqi also enjoys this feeling more, and her expression is more comfortable.

"Okay, Brother Cong, my eyes will be dizzy if I continue to turn around. Put me down."

After hearing what Deng Ziqi said, Wang Cong put Deng Ziqi down and patted her.

I have to say, just one feeling, silky smooth.

"Humph, Brother Cong, you want to take advantage of me again and ignore you. I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep.

Tomorrow we will go to the scene of "The Voice of China" together and cheer for the pretty sister.

Deng Ziqi said as she opened Rafa's car door and planned to get in the passenger seat.

But as soon as she opened the car door, what caught her eyes was a large bouquet of roses.

Deng Ziqi's eyes immediately opened wide and she made a wow sound.

"Wow, this bouquet of roses is so beautiful and big. There are so many bouquets of roses."

"Not many, just one hundred and eight. Do you like it?"

"like!"

Deng Ziqi spoke softly and lowered her head, feeling a little embarrassed.

No woman can refuse a bouquet of flowers, if anything, two bouquets.

And roses are a symbol of love. Ninety-nine and one hundred and eight roses need to be specially customized and are valuable.

Deng Ziqi, who had been married to Wang Cong, was naturally addicted to this huge bunch of roses.

Then he kissed Wang Cong directly on the face.

It was already eleven o'clock at night, and there were only two people in the parking lot below, Wang Cong and Deng Ziqi.

Wang Cong looked at the delicate and lovely Deng Ziqi in front of him, and began to hold Deng Ziqi's waist with his hands, and his eyes were a little aggressive.

"Xiaoqi, let me ask you a question."

"Brother Cong, what's the problem?" The naive Deng Ziqi had no idea that she had been tricked.

Deng Ziqi was a little stunned when she heard this sentence, but then she understood the meaning of this sentence.

Deng Ziqi received a relatively traditional education since she was a child.

So in her mind, that kind of thing should be sacred and traditional.

But the feeling Wang Cong brought to her was not like this.

"Huh." Wang Cong took a deep breath and lit a cigarette.

"Humph, you big bad guy, bullying me again?!"

"Just wait, I will go to Sister Liangying to file a complaint tomorrow, so that you will not get any good consequences."

Deng Ziqi glanced at Wang Cong and hit her again, wanting to teach Wang Cong a lesson...

But in the eyes of Wang Cong, who weighs less than 100 pounds and weighs more than 160 pounds, he is really no different from a chicken.

The fist was just like scratching, there was no feeling at all.

"Hahahaha, okay Xiaoqi, I'm a little tired.

Come on, let’s go back to sleep. I’ll take you to the venue of “The Voice of China” tomorrow!”

As soon as Wang Cong stepped on the accelerator, he thought of the charming Zhang Liangying in red, and couldn't help but smile.

The next morning, both of them had a long sleep and didn't wake up until noon the next day.

Then we had a sumptuous lunch, and Wang Cong specially ordered a lot of delicious dishes through the Meituan app.

"Wow, you can order food on the app? This is Meituan, right?!"

"Yes, this is also your brother Cong's company. Now it is spread all over the country, with more than fifty sub-stations.

"How about it? Do you think your brother Cong is so powerful that you want to have another earthquake?"

Deng Ziqi originally wanted to praise a few words after hearing the first two sentences.

But then I realized that Wang Cong was like a dog who couldn't spit out ivory, and he couldn't talk about earthquakes.

"Go away, you shameless villain."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Wang Cong also laughed. I have to say, with Deng Ziqi.

It is also the time when he can truly show himself without any restrictions and is happier than 5.6.

After a brief rest in the afternoon, the two were ready to go to the live stage of "The Voice of China".

The advertising and publicity of "The Voice of China" are well done, all the way.

Both Wang Cong and Deng Ziqi could see a lot of elements about this show after coming to the scene.

Wang Cong also smiled slightly when he saw the four instructors on the big poster and the finger sign symbolizing good voice.

There is less than half an hour left before the first episode of "The Voice of China" is broadcast, and the audience inside is already overcrowded.

However, Wang Cong and Deng Ziqi had special channels and sat in the front row.

With the host Hua Shao taking the stage, the first issue of "The Voice of China" officially begins!