My bamboo horse is super sweet

396 Chapter 396: Or just pretend to be dead

Fengcheng was wearing earphones, sitting on the head of the bed, in a bohemian posture, frowning slightly, listening carefully to the pronunciation and singing of every word.

Si lay on the opposite bed, put his hands behind his head, and glanced at the time of the alarm clock.

It's twelve o'clock.

After a while, I sat up from the bed and looked at the person opposite: "Still asleep? There is still so long, how can I learn it in one night?"

It turns out that even a genius has put in unimaginable sweat behind his back.

Feng Cheng raised his eyebrows, looked up at the time, and realized that it was already very late.

Throwing away the lyrics book, he pulled off the earphones with his knuckle fingers, and rubbed between his brows: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Si fiddled with his hair twice, and answered unhurriedly: "You turn on such a bright light, who can sleep?"

Feng Cheng hooked his thin lips, picked up the cigarette case by the bedside with his knuckle fingers, and subconsciously took out one from it and bit it in his mouth: "...There are a lot of things."

Looking at the cigarette in his mouth, he gritted his teeth, held back his smile, and sat on the bed looking at him.

Sensing his gaze, Feng Cheng rolled his eyelids lightly, picked up the lighter: "What are you looking at?"

He raised the cigarette case in his hand: "One?"

Si coughed lightly, and his eyes fell on the pack of cigarettes: "No, you can enjoy it slowly."

After all... He has no interest in smoking cigarettes.

This guy is weird.

Feng Cheng frowned slightly, looked away, tilted his head and lit the cigarette between his thin lips.

After lighting it up, she paused with her fingers before realizing that she agreed to quit smoking.

I was about to reach out to take it down and pinch it off, but the next second...

The smoke actually burned up, like a lighted match, still blazing.

Closing the city: "..."

He unhurriedly took down the cigarette.

"what's the situation?"

Si on the opposite side finally laughed: "How does it taste? Your girlfriend made it for you."

Hearing this, Feng Cheng was also taken aback, he curled his lips into a silent smile, and extinguished the burning cigarette in the ashtray.

The little girl did something bad and owed another kiss.

Feng Cheng slightly raised his eyes: "This morning?"

"Hmm..." Si rubbed his nose and answered vaguely.

Feng Cheng chuckled lightly, and said in a doting tone, "I'm sorry."
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The next day.

After Xu Shengxiang got up, he went to the next door and knocked on the door, planning to find Fengcheng to practice singing in the practice room.

Yesterday, Fengcheng told her to come and wake him up.

After waiting for a while, the door was pulled open from the inside.

Another open door...

Fortunately, he was wearing clothes today.

Xu Shengxiang would no longer feel uncomfortable, put his little hands in his pockets, and looked behind him: "Is he there?"

Si stood at the door, with a calm expression, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye still showed a slight sense of alienation: "He went to the practice room, and said that if you come, I will let you go to the practice room to find him."

"Okay, thank you." Xu Shengxiang thanked him, turned around and was about to leave.

"That cigarette, he smoked."

The person behind suddenly spoke up.

Xu Shengxiang paused, turned around and looked at him, thinking of his own prank yesterday, he felt a little funny in his heart, but his face was still calm: "What's his reaction?"

Si's tall figure was half hidden behind the door, and he threw out a few words unhurriedly, with a slightly lower voice quality: "He said he would punish you."

Xu Shengxiang: "..."

Oops!

Then do you still want to find him?

To be on the safe side, it's better to hide in the room and pretend to be dead.

(End of this chapter)