Chapter 1132 I Was Secretly Photographed...

Li Qingcang stood in front of Ye Tianxin and untied the bow tie on Ye Tianxin's chest.

And casually handed over the shawl to the staff on the side.

"Come on, honey."

In Ye Tianxin's hand, she was carrying a small embroidered square bag.

She walked very slowly, and the trembling of her skirt was like the waves when the wind blows a lotus flower.

Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang are both people with excellent psychological qualities.

Even if they are already the focus of everyone, they are still able to stand still and look natural at this moment.

"Brother Li, the position Aunt Yue gave us is very good."

In fact, Yan Shanyue's ticket to the musical was the best seat in the entire theater.

"Well, sit down."

Li Qingcang and Ye Tianxin were sitting in their seats, looking over from their seats, they happened to see the faces of the actors on the stage.

The distance is not far, it is the best viewing position.

Under normal circumstances, the people who can get tickets for such positions are all very powerful people.

"Brother Li, what did Aunt Yue do before?"

"Aunt Yue's natal family has always been engaged in the cultural and art industry."

Li Qingcang's words made Ye Tianxin understand, oh, so that's the case.

Ye Tianxin pursed her lips, and she looked towards the center of the stage, "Today's musical is "Les Miserables". The most famous musical troupe from abroad came to perform, and it really is hard to get a ticket."

"If you don't want to hear it, we'll quit early."

Li Qingcang is not particularly interested in this kind of musical, and if he is asked to listen to it alone, he may not listen.

But if it's with Ye Tianxin, then it doesn't matter.

"Then listen first before you speak."

When the musical officially started, the theater lights gradually dimmed.

Expectant faces one by one, hidden in the darkness.

The curtain on the stage slowly rises from bottom to top.

The bands sitting on both sides of the stage are about to start playing.

Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang interlocked their index fingers, and they quietly enjoyed this world-famous musical.

Although Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang didn't have professional appreciation for musicals, when the protagonist spoke, Ye Tianxin instantly felt her hairs stand on end.

Good things, good musicals, will resonate with people.

Ye Tianxin pursed her lips, listening very fascinated and serious.

Unknowingly, the musical has ended the first part of the show.

"Go out to get some air?" Li Qingcang asked.

Ye Tianxin nodded, "Okay."

Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang walked out of the concert hall slowly.

Ye Tianxin stretched out her hand and let Li Qingcang look at her arm, "The singing just now really gave me a creepy feeling. Brother Li, look... my hairs are standing on end."

Li Qingcang took Ye Tianxin's little hand and pulled it into his arms.

"Sweetheart, many men are looking at you, I really want to take a knife and goug their eyes out."

Li Qingcang's scorching breath hit Ye Tianxin's ears.

Ye Tianxin felt a little itchy, so she couldn't help but hid in Li Qingcang's arms.

"It's itchy."

At this moment, there was a camera that silently recorded the appearance of Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang.

Li Qingcang subconsciously protected Ye Tianxin's face, and strode up to the reporter.

"Give me the camera."

When the reporter looked at Li Qingcang's body and that resolute face, he couldn't help but protect the camera.