Gu Chengfeng: "..."
Gu Chengfeng gritted his teeth, "You you you you you... Get out!"
"Oh." Gu Jiao turned around, pulled open the door, and walked out. Just as she stepped past the threshold, she suddenly popped her head back in, "It actually sounds quite nice."
Gu Chengfeng: ...Shut up!
Last time, when impersonating an assassin to frame Mother Cai, Gu Chengfeng had used a voice completely unlike his usual one. At the time, Gu Jiao didn’t think much of it, assuming it was just their high professional standard as thieves, capable of disguising not only their appearance but their voice as well.
But tonight, upon hearing it, this wasn’t just altering his voice a little—he was actually capable of voice impersonation!
"Hey, what other voices can you do?" After Gu Chengfeng came out of the house with a dark face, Gu Jiao asked him.
"That’s it!" Gu Chengfeng replied tersely.
Gu Jiao: "Oh."
Thinking she had given up, Gu Chengfeng was caught off guard when she suddenly spoke up again, "Can you do a loli voice?"
"What about... a mature lady’s voice?"
"A young man’s voice?"
"A queen’s voice?"
Gu Chengfeng stopped and stared at her, perplexed: "Although I have no idea what you’re talking about... when did you become so talkative!"
Isn’t the only little loudspeaker in your family Little Jingkong?
Gu Jiao blinked and indeed stopped pestering him about doing voices, instead, she took out a Copper Plate from her purse and handed it to him.
"What?" Gu Chengfeng asked.
Gu Jiao said, "A tip, for your performance."
Gu Chengfeng: "..."
The two left the Courtyard and strolled along at an easy pace, particularly since the old marquis wasn’t at home, and most of the guards were not around this area either.
As they passed a small wooden hut, Gu Chengfeng said, "Next time you come to find me, could you please give me some warning? Or at least, knock on the door."
Today it was just him taking a bath and singing, but what if one day...
He was a man, after all. There would always be inconvenient times to be caught unawares.
"Oh, like this?" Gu Jiao carelessly raised her hand and knocked on the door of the wooden hut.
Creak—
The door of the hut opened.
Both of them were taken aback, neither expecting someone to actually be inside, much less for the person to be Gu Changqing. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
They were both dressed in night-walking clothes, each holding a mask in their hands.
Upon seeing his elder brother, Gu Chengfeng didn’t hesitate and immediately put on his mask, using his light-foot skills to dash away!
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