After saying that, he drooped his head and walked to his room.

She was a little unhappy because Lu Qingchen murdered her just now.

Also in front of Han Zhiyun.

Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes and looked at the dishes on the table, his eyes were gloomy.

It's all made to her taste.

However, the little one seems to have lost his temper again.

He was too fierce just now?

On the ground, Lu Qingchen stood up and followed.

Song Xingran pursed his lips, his face full of grievances.

Although her bad habits are very bad, it can be said that her mother has not been so fierce to her.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps behind her, and suddenly, her hand was grabbed by Lu Qingchen.

He tugged hard, and she fell into his arms without warning.

"What are you doing...... Not. ”

Before he finished speaking, he gagged his lips.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Qingchen finally let her go with mercy.

Staring at her wet eyes, he said in a deep voice, "Dye, don't be angry." ”

"But you're murdering me." Just now.

Song Xingran is dissatisfied with the accusation, she is also very aggrieved, right?

Lu Qingchen stretched out his slender and good-looking fingers and gently rubbed her moist lips.

"Hmm."

The tone is lazy, it seems that the drunkard does not mean to drink.

Song Xingran was not satisfied with his attitude.

With his head tilted, he dodged his hand, raised his chin, bared his teeth and said, "You murder me." ”

Continue to complain. Express her strong dissatisfaction.

If you want to kill me, I won't let you touch it.

Lu Qingchen's dark eyes were smiling, and his voice was sexy and hoarse: "I was wrong." ”

Stand corrected?

Well, she's not so angry for a while.

"Since you know it's wrong, then you won't be allowed to murder me in the future."

Smart people know that at this time, they must take advantage of the victory to pursue and strive for the greatest benefit for themselves.

Song Xingran thought so.

Lu Qingchen pinched her chin, his eyes burning: "Bad habits have to be changed." ”

The implication is: If you don't change, you will still be murdered, and there is no need to discuss.

Song Xingran pouted, and in her aura, it seemed that she was defeated.

Weakly lowered his eyes, and before he could speak, his moist lips were kissed by Lu Qingchen again.

That night, the servants of Ning Heyuan saw it.

The young master, who has always been pure-hearted and unkind, put the petite Miss Song against the wall and kissed her.

They had never seen such a young master.

It turns out that no one is forever cold and ruthless.

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In Song Xingran's mind, the scene of that night appeared, and his eyes were a little stunned.

His cheeks were getting redder.

"Not attentive?"

Lu Qingchen's hoarse voice came, interrupting all her thoughts.

Kissing him can also be distracting?

Was he overindulgent her?

The hand pinching her chin suddenly tightened, and Song Xingran frowned in pain.

Suddenly pushed him away and said, "It hurts." ”

If you are still so domineering, you will be blindly jealous.

Lu Qingchen stood in front of her condescendingly, his eyebrows and eyes cold as usual.

The anger in his body is a little heavier.

"What were you thinking?"

"You."

Song Xingran replied without hesitation, and then touched his chin again.

Fortunately, this chin is all natural, otherwise he would have been pinched and broken.

Hearing her answer, Lu Qingchen's face was better, and his eyes were deep.

There was an indescribable feeling in my heart.

In the past, he was actually not good at all.

He didn't want her to remember.

Lu Qingchen moved his lips and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a bright female voice.

"So you're here."

Guan Ning walked over with a smile, and Song Siyan followed behind her.