My bamboo horse is super sweet

Chapter 338 Chapter 338: Don't talk

When the male voice came to mind in the headphones, he also sang a few lines at random.

"One's heart
only one baby

after a long time
She turned into tears..."

His voice is a little hoarse, but it is also surprisingly nice.

Low magnetic, with some lazy taste.

Hummed a few words casually, raised his eyelids lightly, and decided: "This is the song."

Xu Shengxiang raised his eyes, a little in disbelief: "Is it so fast?"

Feng Cheng raised his arm, and gently touched her earlobe twice with his knuckle fingers, staring at her intently: "Because you chose very well."

Xu Shengxiang couldn't help but bend his eyes: "Really?"

This song is really good!

She just said it!

She sure has great taste!
Think of what Tang Yi said just now.

Xu Shengxiang's small face was wrinkled again: "But Yi said that he would send me there as an undercover agent."

Feng Cheng raised his eyebrows and said in a hoarse voice, "Break his leg."

Xu Shengxiang: "..."

"Such a cute undercover agent, why am I willing to send you there?" The long, white finger gently raised her chin.

By the window of the practice room.

The boy was wearing a black coat and a black mask on his face, sitting on the window sill with a ruffian and lazy posture.

The girl stood obediently in front of him.

It is definitely a picture with its own idol drama filter.

Feng Cheng lowered his head and stared at her, rubbing his fingertips gently on her chin, his voice was low and slightly nasal: "What if someone misses you? Just be by my side, just be my undercover agent, what do you want? Give you all."

Everyone else in the practice room is concentrating on singing.

Nobody noticed this.

Xu Shengxiang blinked his eyes, raised his chin, and pouted his mouth: "Then I want to kiss."

Feng Cheng paused his fingers, a smile flashed in his eyes, and flicked on her forehead: "Idiot, I have a cold, it will be contagious."

Xu Shengxiang pouted, feeling unhappy.

Those big black and white eyes stared at him silently and accusingly.

Seeing her sullen little appearance, Feng Cheng gave a low laugh, and suddenly stretched out his arm, clasped the back of her head with his palm, lowered his head, and kissed her lightly on the lips through the mask: "I'm afraid of you."

Xu Shengxiang was dissatisfied: "This doesn't count!"

Is a kiss through a mask counted as a kiss?
A big palm landed on her head and rubbed it lightly: "Do you really want to be infected?"

Xu Shengxiang snorted softly, and pulled the earphones off his ears with thin white fingers, not letting him listen to them.

Turn around and sit down at the table.

There was a banging on the door of the practice room.

The next second, a staff member opened the door and walked in.

She took a notebook, looked around, and came over to ask: "There are two bands, right? Have you selected the repertoire for this performance?"

The three members of the [-] Orchestra were gathering there, re-arranging the tune.

Hearing this, Si raised his head and looked at the staff over there: "The selection is done, the song is still being changed."

The staff took a pen and began to record: "Four Orchestra, please report me the title of the song."

Si looked up at her: "Don't talk."

The staff member raised his head in surprise: "Give me the title of the song, I want to record it."

Si frowned slightly, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye was a little cold: "Don't talk."

Hey, this man!
As soon as the staff put down the pen, they didn't have time to speak.

Si sighed slightly, raised his eyes, and spoke again: "The title of the song is, don't talk."

(End of this chapter)