My dearest Ye Xuan, how can you still smile so brilliantly when this guy is teasing you like this?
Tell me, why, why?
Men really were dumbfounded. If there had been even a hint of displeasure on Ye Xuan's face, they would have stormed the stage to beat someone up.
However, with Ye Xuan's expression like that, what could they say?
"You are the budding flower in harsh winter, you disrupt the spring water like Xishi, you are an angelic blessing, you are my cherished Noble Consort, destroying all the sorrows of the world, you are a thousand cups of fine wine, how can I not be drunk, accidentally falling in love, oh your fragrance!"
Zhang Fan's eyes were incredibly gentle; he had actually prepared for this song for a very long time.
Except, he could only hide away in a small room, singing to himself.
But now, he could finally sing it loud to Ye Xuan.
"Only you occupy my vision, the rest, I cannot see, whether this is love or an obsession with you!"