Song Xingran was stunned for a moment, and then snorted coldly: "What about scolding you?" ”

"Fierce and cold bastard."

"Why do you restrict my personal freedom?"

In Lu Qingchen's opinion, Song Xingran is completely a child's temper.

He walked up to her with a long leg and looked at her condescendingly.

In terms of height alone, Lu Qingchen won completely.

And, of course, momentum.

Song Xingran was unconvinced, kicked off his shoes indiscriminately, and stood on the bed, suddenly much taller than Lu Qingchen.

She looked down at him, "I don't care, I'm going tonight." ”

The momentum is sufficient, and he has the confidence to speak.

Lu Qingchen's brows moved, and he said unhurriedly: "So you don't plan to listen to me?" ”

"Yes, that's right."

Song Xingran replied arrogantly, his voice was very loud, like a splattering child.

"Oh? That's right. ”

The man said casually, and said slowly: "Then, who said when I wrote a love letter to me in the first place, and will listen to me for everything in the future?" And say, don't make me angry, huh? ”

Song Xingran was petrified on the spot.

How could he remember it so clearly?

"Not me, anyway."

Song Xingran denied it, she didn't, she wasn't, she wouldn't write something like that.

Never admit it.

Lu Qingchen seemed to expect her to deny it like this, and the corners of her mouth hooked: "I need to take it out and let a professional identify whether it is your handwriting?" ”

Song Xingran: "Shameless." ”

"Well, concede."

The smile on the corner of Lu Qingchen's mouth was even bigger, and his handsome face added a touch of evil.

Song Xingran's fair face was flushed with anger, and his cheeks were bulging, but in Lu Qingchen's opinion, he was very cute.

I really want to press this little guy in my arms and kiss it.

"Lu Qingchen, if I knew that you were so shameless, I shouldn't have written you a love letter at that time."

Lu Qingchen raised his eyebrows and scolded him for being shameless?

I was really spoiled by him and was lawless.

"Heh, so who was cheeky enough to give me a love letter in the first place?"

Song Xingran: The blood tank was suddenly reduced by half.

"I remember when I refused."

Song Xingran: The blood tank is reduced by another quarter.

"Dyeing, you can't be untrustworthy like this."

"If you don't keep your word, I can too."

When Song Xingran heard what he said, his anger rose again.

"What can you do? Do you want to go out and mess with flowers? Don't think I didn't see it, the waiter's eyes are on you today. You must have often carried me alone, and you're embarrassed to say it! ”

Thinking of the meal in the morning, the fire in Song Xingran's heart came up again.

Lu Qingchen's eyes flashed, and he easily pulled the little guy standing on the bed into his arms.

Song Xingran fell into his arms unexpectedly, and subconsciously hugged his neck.

"You let me go."

Who knows, Lu Qingchen suddenly kissed her lips, and his voice was hoarse and charming: "Dye is jealous." ”

Song Xingran: The blood tank is completely emptied.

Mom, why is this man like this?

She can't (ಥ_ಥ) fight

Song Xingran snorted, she didn't plan to pay attention to him, she wanted to have a cold war with him.

"Baby."

The man's deep and sexy voice came into her ears, and Song Xingran felt that her bones were crispy.

Boom...... I can't get cold.

Lu Qingchen didn't care if she was still making trouble, hugged her, and kissed her again.

At the door, Han Zhiyun lowered his voice and said, "Why is there no movement inside?" ”