"You're still angry, baby, you'll hiccup when you sing in anger." Chen Hao whispered to Shen Jingye, and Shen Jingye rolled her eyes at him angrily. "Sooner or later you will be killed by this mouth." Shen Jingye glared at Chen Hao. Chen Hao smiled and moved closer to him, "Sooner or later, I will be sucked to death by your mouth." Little did everyone know that they were enjoying themselves under their applause.