Suddenly, the corners of Lu Qingchen's mouth hooked up a shallow amplitude.

It was as if something had melted into my heart.

Warm, hot and satisfying.

Song Xingran didn't notice Lu Qingchen's abnormality, she just packed up her things.

After packing her things, she turned on the computer.

Lu Qingchen was standing behind her.

His tall body stood behind her, and for a moment there seemed to be a shadow behind him, which was extremely oppressive.

Lu Qingchen is a top god.

The current scene is a top-level god watching a rookie class get an axe.

The rookie said that the pressure was a bit high.

Song Xingran raised his eyes and looked at the man standing behind him, his eyes watery: "Do you want to go and sit on the sofa for a while, if I don't understand something, I will call you." ”

I'm a little nervous when you're standing behind me like this.

Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes, looking at her delicate and beautiful little face, and his gaze stayed on the keyboard again.

It is also particularly beautiful when dyed and dyed when you type on the keyboard.

Slender as an onion, skin like clotted fat.

I can't get enough of this face.

How could he be willing to leave.

Song Xingran saw that he didn't speak, and suddenly thought, this guy has a habit of cleanliness, probably because he dislikes her little sofa.

She pouted.

Hmph, still disgusted?

I didn't know who it was before, phew, Song Xingran immediately terminated his memories.

People change, and Lu Qingchen is no exception.

In the past, I always hugged myself and dyed and screamed, and the baby was coaxed, but now I ......

Cut.

Song Xingran tapped the keyboard hard, and said without looking back: "If you don't want to go over and sit, forget it." ”

She originally wanted to say, if you dislike it, forget it.

But when the words came to her lips, she felt that she was too hypocritical.

Where is she qualified to say that now, right?

Lu Qingchen felt that she was angry, but he didn't know what she was angry about.

So it's wise to keep silent.

He stood lazily behind her, his eyes fixed on the computer screen.

It was the first time that Song Xingran had done so.

Check the IP address.

In fact, it is quite complicated for her.

After a while, there was no progress, and she always felt that it was a wrong step.

Meng Zhi had clearly taught her before.

At this moment, Lu Qingchen's hand went around her back and put it on the keyboard.

A familiar scent came, with a hint of fragrance.

Song Xingran was completely encircled in his arms.

She could feel his breath clearly.

At this moment, she could also feel her disobedient heartbeat more clearly.

She felt a little uncomfortable and moved, only to hear the man's deep voice overhead.

"Don't move."

"Take a good look."

His voice is gentle and pleasant, and his side face is angular and looks flawless.

Song Xingran was stunned suddenly, and looked ahead obediently as if he was enchanted.

His bony fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, and finally, clicked enter.

Soon, the results she wanted appeared on the screen.

Song Xingran turned his head a little excitedly and looked at him: "He is worthy of being a great god." ”

Her eyes were smiling and glowing with starlight.

Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes and stared at her good-looking little face.

That's exactly what he thinks about day and night.

Those clear eyes, eyes that shone only for him.

He hadn't seen it in a long time.

Lu Qingchen's heart moved, supporting the computer desktop with one hand, and pinching her small chin with one hand.

Leaned over and kissed it.