The corners of the man's mouth hooked, and he said lightly: "Because you didn't sing." "My silly dyeing.

Song Xingran: "......"

This man was born to restrain her, right? 
That's true.

"It's stingy."

Song Xingran muttered in a dissatisfied whisper, and there was a coquettishness in her tone that even she didn't notice.

Although it was quiet, Lu Qingchen still heard it.

The smile in his eyes was even worse, and suddenly, he looked sideways and looked out the window at the rain, which was getting smaller and smaller.

"Sing it to me next time we meet. Well? ”

There was a hint of coaxing in his tone, and even his voice was a little softer unconsciously.

Song Xingran always felt that Lu Qingchen was really too perverted, and this person's mind was too difficult to guess.

It's just a song, how can he ......

Suddenly, she remembered the time when they were first together, and she liked to sing, occasionally singing a couple of lines in front of him.

Although he didn't sing very well at that time, he always listened to her sing patiently.

Sometimes, he would kiss her and coax her to sing in her sweet voice, but when she only sang a sentence or two, he always blocked her lips, and all the singing was swallowed back into her stomach.

Thinking of this, Song Xingran suddenly felt that his face was a little hot.

The brain didn't listen to the call anymore, and stammered and replied, "Okay, good." ”

After receiving her answer, the corners of Lu Qingchen's mouth rose, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Good." ”

The voice is low and sexy, which is mesmerizing.

Song Xingran: "......"

How can this man be so sultry.

Song Xingran hung up the phone and lay on the bed.

A hand touched his hot cheek.

Lu Qingchen is a person who is difficult to guess, or in other words, he can't guess him at all.

It's clear that they all broke up, why do you want to provoke her?

Song Xingran looked out the window, and the rain had almost stopped.

The restlessness has long since dissipated.

Therefore, Lu Qingchen called her to ......

He knew himself better than anyone else, and he had done this to divert her attention and coax her countless times.

I've already been skilled.

Song Xingran stared at his mobile phone, lowered his eyes and face, and covered the trace of emotion in his eyes.

The strange warm current in my heart swept through my body.

She still can't resist him like this.

Luk's Group President's Office.

Xiao Yang stood respectfully in front of Lu Qingchen's desk, and he always felt that he was dazzled.

Because when he came in just now, he saw his husband smiling.

Mr. Lu, who is never close to people and does not smile, can smile so gently.

Xiao Yang knows very well that in this world, only Miss Song has such ability.

It turned out that Mr. postponed the group meeting by an hour just to call Miss Song.

Sure enough, Miss Song is the treasure in Mr. Song's heart.

Xiao Yang coughed lightly and put a document bag in his hand on Lu Qingchen's desk.

"Sir, this is an advertising shot from the Eternal Diamond Ring. All of them are here. ”

The eternal diamond ring is the one that Song Xingran took before.

The gentleman had all the photographs washed out, including the negative memory cards and so on.

Lu Qingchen opened the file bag with a blank face, one by one, and looked at the photos on it.

It's all Song Xingran.

There are full-body photos, and there are individual hand photos, and each group, each one, is just as stunning.

His slender fingers rested on one of the photographs, his eyes glazed over, and his eyes were intensely possessive.

"Let them change models."

His purpose was also achieved.

Dyeed hands are so beautiful, how can he show them to others.