Song Xingran felt that Lu Qingchen must be her nemesis.

After being hugged by him at the table and kissed for a long time, she spent the entire dinner time in the ambiguous eyes of Aunt Fang and the maids.

She's too hard.

But the big guy next to him looked full and in a good mood.

Scold? She was worried about him just now.

That's a lot to do.

Rogue, shameless.

Song Xingran quickly finished the rice in the bowl, put down the chopsticks and said, "I'm full." ”

After saying that, he quickly ran upstairs.

Aunt Fang looked at Song Xingran's back, smiled and quipped, "Miss Song, this is shy." ”

Lu Qingchen raised his eyes lazily and slowly put down the knife and fork in his hand.

"Aunt Fang, what did you say to her?"

His voice was faint, and he couldn't hear joy or sorrow.

Aunt Fang lowered her head, and suddenly became a little scared: "I just told Miss Song that today is your father's death day, and that woman..."

Lu Qingchen wiped his hands with a tissue, his eyes dark and deep.

Suddenly getting up gives people a huge sense of oppression.

Aunt Fang didn't dare to raise her head, although the young master's temper was unpredictable, but he was angry, it was quite terrifying.

Lu Qingchen glanced at her expressionlessly.

The thin lips said lightly: "Don't take it as an example." ”

He didn't like his dye, and he was upset because he wasn't happy about what he was doing.

But today, her reaction pleases him.

So, he doesn't pursue it.

Seeing her young master turn around and go upstairs, Aunt Fang stroked her chest with some fear.

It scared her to death for a short while.

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Song Xingran returned to the room, holding his mobile phone, thinking about what kind of wedding gift he should prepare for Mu Xiaocheng.

In distress, the door suddenly opened.

Lu Qingchen's tall body stood at the door, staring at her.

"Y-Why did you get in?"

Song Xingran's hands shook in fright, and he quickly jumped off the bed.

What is this, the moon is dark and the wind is high, lonely men and widows, alone in a room......

A little nervous.

Lu Qingchen walked up to her and touched her soft hair with his big hand.

"Next Saturday, Yundu will attend the wedding. Go? ”

Huh?

Song Xingran opened his mouth: "You also know Mu Xiaocheng?" ”

"Did you get her invitation too?"

When Lu Qingchen heard her ask, he sighed silently and looked at her helplessly.

Then, he picked it up.

"Oh, you answer me."

Lu Qingchen sat on the bed, held her in his arms, pinched her chin and said, "Why should I know her?" ”

"Then you ......"

Depend on!

Song Xingran was about to cry stupidly by himself.

She and Mu Xiaocheng met in country F, when Mu Xiaocheng went there to travel and collect style, and together with her classmates, she was known for inspiration.

Lu Qingchen shouldn't specifically remember any woman, let alone accept other people's invitations.

It can be seen that he knows the man.

Thinking of this, Song Xingran patted his head and said stupidly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I haven't kept up with my nutrition recently, and my brain is turning slowly." ”

Seeing her stupid appearance, Lu Qingchen lowered his head and kissed her cheek.

"Well, it's silly."

Hey? Did you kick your nose in the face?

Song Xing bared his teeth, this man owes a beating, right?

Suddenly, Lu Qingchen looked at her again, and said lightly with thin lips: "Isn't there anything you want to say to me?" ”

Listening to Xiao Yang, she was bullied by the program team.

Someone over there deliberately tried to suppress her.

He didn't let anyone stop him, he just wanted to hear what she told him.

He loved to hear her complaint, and he liked how she felt dependent on him for everything.

Song Xingran frowned, thought about it very seriously, and then shook his head very seriously.

Suddenly, she put her arms around his neck and rubbed his cheek.

Lying in his arms, he said, "Lu Qingchen, don't think about those unhappy things. ”

He must still mind in his heart.

He must have hated that woman.

Hearing her words, Lu Qingchen's body suddenly stiffened, and he lowered his eyes and stared at the girl in his arms.

Shrunk into a soft ball, it looks well-behaved and cute.

At this time, are you appeasing him?

Lu Qingchen pinched her chin and forced her to look at herself.

His eyes were dark and deep, and his handsome face was arrogant and cold.

"Listen."

"I'm not as fragile as you think."

"Whether that woman lives or dies has nothing to do with me."

"In this life, the only one who can influence me is you."

Song Xingran: "......"

What's going on with this sudden confession?

Seeing her stunned appearance, her amber eyes were shining with water, which attracted love.

"Remember?"

His voice is dull and sexy, with a magnetism.

Song Xingzhi nodded like a ghost.

The man's aura is too powerful, and every word he says seems to be intolerable to others.

Seemingly, born that way.

Lu Qingchen kissed her lightly on the lips, and his voice was hoarse and low: "I don't need anyone's mercy." ”

"But...... Except for you. ”

After speaking, he kissed her on the lips fiercely.

Song Xingran: "......"

This kind of trick trick to play hooligan is really practiced by Mr. Lu.

After a while, Song Xingran seemed to think of something and suddenly pushed him away.

"Mr. Lu, I have to tell you something in advance."

She looked serious, serious.

But someone, but hugged her tightly, kissed her cheek, and seemed to linger.

Nonchalantly responded: "Hmm." ”

Song Xingran pushed him again, and said seriously: "You are not allowed to interfere in my affairs in the program group." ”

Those were minor problems that she could easily solve on her own.

She doesn't want to be picked up by someone at that time, because she relies on men to take the position.

Now that she has decided, she will work hard to do it.

Lu Qingchen's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was unwavering.

"Then you have to promise me that after this show is over, you will retire."

"At least, not on the screen."

Song Xingran: !! (?? へ?? ╬)

"Lu Qingchen, what do you mean?"

Song Xingran raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were full of incomprehension and anger.

Does he want to interfere in her life again?

The man in front of him looked at her deeply, his eyes were cold.

"Dye, that's my limit."

Song Xingran withdrew from his embrace and pulled the corners of his mouth.

He really hasn't changed at all.

It's still so domineering, so strong, so don't care about other people's feelings.

"Lu Qingchen, this is what I want to do so far, this show is just the beginning."

"I can't have retired so quickly."

She tried to keep herself calm and talk to him.

Lu Qingchen frowned slightly, looking at the little girl who was farther away from him.

The expression became more and more displeased.

"Come here."

His voice was low and cold, and his eyes were locked on her, leaving no gap.

Song Xingran didn't move.

Suddenly he jumped out of bed and stepped barefoot on the floor.

"I really don't want to talk to you right now, not a minute or a second."

She was so angry that she threw down the sentence and ran out.