Although Shu Cheng didn't bring Little Red Riding Hood at this time, she hummed the hero song and walked on the small road home to meet a certain big bad wolf.

  ……

  A certain hero hummed a song and walked to the door. Rong Junyi reluctantly listened to a certain hero's very rhythmic song, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

   "Did you come back singing all the way?" Rong Junyi asked Shu Cheng casually as a glass of water.

   "Hmm." Shu Cheng nodded.

  Rong Jun's mouth twitched: "..."

   "Would you like to sing with me?" Shu Cheng asked, blinking his eyes.

  Rong Junyi Fu: "……"

Shu Cheng sang: "The big river flows eastward, the stars in the sky are like the Big Dipper, hehe, you can go to the Big Dipper, a bowl of wine at the turn of life and death, let's go, if you have me, I have everything, hehe All have wow..."

  Rong Junyi probed Shu Cheng's forehead with his hand.

  The picture fell into embarrassment for an instant.

  No fever, why are you stupid?

  Shu Cheng’s singing came to an abrupt end, curling his lips, a group of human beings who don’t know how to appreciate.

  How good is "The Heroic Song"! What a classic!

   is written using folk songs widely circulated in Shandong, Henan, Hebei and other places. It is high-pitched, concise, popular, smooth, and the tone is bold and open-minded. It also uses the technique of Bixing.

  Singing along the way, no one found the value of this song. Shu Cheng is very sad, and the road to save the spiritual culture of mankind in this world has a long way to go!

  Shu Cheng thought of the important task of returning home, his arms climbed onto the man’s shoulders, and a pair of obsidian eyes looked at the man, with a lazy voice, charming, like a demon, "Today... let’s play something different, right?"

  Shu Cheng’s hand fell all the way from the man’s shoulder.

  The man was easily aroused by someone's fiery inside, his voice was stained with hoarseness, he raised his eyebrows and asked her "how to play?"

   "Go take a bath first, and I will tell you later."

   Dark waves surge in the man's eyes.

  ……

  Shu Cheng whistled outside the bathroom for a while, feeling bored, drank his mouth water, his eyes grumbled, and found something to cover his face.

  Changed a rougher voice to the bathroom and sang very boldly and aggressively:

"The river flows eastward. Let's change the big hands together. I can't pull the **** and shout, I can't scream, I don't wash my hands after buckling, I pick up and smell it, I want to smell, hey use a hook, Hey hey hey, use an iron hook. If you say the hook, let's hook it. If the hook doesn't come out, the blood will flow. It's a big deal, you can pick me and everyone..."

  The man in the bathroom heard the singing, his face darkened, his anger suppressed in his voice.

   "Shu, Cheng!"

  Shu Cheng touched her nose. This song is indeed ruining the image. If Shu Cheng’s mouth was not moving and there was no one else in the room, she probably wouldn’t think she sang this song.

  After all, this is an era where appearance is justice

  If Shu Cheng fans heard his male **** like this in private, they would probably cry.

  Shu Cheng listened to the man's roar, and felt that he needed to run away.

   "Crack—" The bathroom door opened.

  ——

  Digression:

  Nine-Nine: System boss, are you spoofs and routines that are the most impressive after you have worn so many worlds?

   Shu Cheng: How is it possible? !

  Nine-Nine: Then...what else?

  Shu Cheng: The most impressive thing is definitely the posture on the bed, which doesn't seem silly.

  Nine-Nine:...

  Nine-nine: This is not my male god, so elegant?

   Shu Cheng: Do you have any comments?

  Nine-Nine:...