Chapter 177: Memories. To my dear baby Song Sung-ran
Song Xingran opened the box and took out the contents one by one.
However, as soon as he was preparing to work, he received a QQ message from Qin Xiaoqi.
Qin Xiaoqi: In order to celebrate your victory over Lu Qingchen's heart, and you successfully entered the house. I made an appointment with them that we would sing together on the weekend.
Song Xingran was about to reply to Qin Xiaoqi's message, but saw Lu Qingchen standing at the door.
He was tall, leaning lazily against the door, his handsome face expressionless, his dark eyes staring at her.
It is dark and deep, and there is no joy or sorrow.
"Why are you here? Are you done with it? โ
"Do you want your family to be super invincible, cute, beautiful and charming little fairy?"
Looking at the little girl who jumped in front of him all of a sudden, Lu Qingchen hooked his lips helplessly.
Raised his eyebrows and said, "Haven't cleaned it up yet?" โ
Song Xingran blinked his sparkling eyes, and then rolled his eyes and said, "I'm a little tired." โ
looked at Lu Qingchen pitifully.
The meaning is obvious.
Lu Qingchen lowered his head and met her beautiful eyes.
He could always see himself in her eyes with ease.
So bright and clean, just like her.
"Want me to help you?"
His voice was magnetic and low, with a hint of bewilderment.
Song Xingran nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice.
Lu Qingchen is really smart.
The man in front of him suddenly bent down, and his thin lips lightly said, "Kiss me." โ
The tone was strong, with a hint of command.
At this time, Song Xingran had no resistance to Lu Qingchen at all, raised his head, and kissed him.
Lu Qingchen's eyes were even more gloomy, as if something was condensed inside, and he couldn't stop churning.
He knew that it was something called desire.
After kissing Lu Qingchen, Song Xingran hugged his mobile phone, and his voice was soft and sweet: "Then please, Mr. Lu." โ
Hey, she was naturally happy to let Lu Qingchen help her sort things out.
She just likes to see him do things for himself in a serious way.
That kind of Lu Qingchen is the most handsome.
Lu Qingchen walked over to her suitcase and squatted down.
The same is the same, take out the contents of it.
Song Xingran didn't bring many things, clothes and daily necessities Lu Qingchen had them here.
She brought something she couldn't live without.
After all, (*^โฝ^*) she is also a child who loves to learn.
The romance novel I just bought (*โนโฝโน*) still has many chapters that I haven't finished reading.
Her exclusive pillow O(โฉ_โฉ)O was given by Qin Xiaoqi, and her name was on it.
Headphones, water bottles, portable flashlights, anti-wolf spray......
Lu Qingchen sorted out his things, but his brows became tighter and tighter.
Messy stuff.
He glanced at the pillow in the box, which was still embroidered.
To my dear baby Song Sung-ran.
My dear...... Baby?
Song Xingran, who was replying to Qin Xiaoqi's news, did not notice the change in Lu Qingchen's expression.
When she raised her eyes to look at him, she saw that Lu Qingchen was also looking at herself.
Fierce-eyed, angry?
"What's wrong?"
As soon as Song Xingran saw Lu Qingchen like this, he was stunned in seconds, his cold appearance was too terrifying.
Lu Qingchen picked up the pillow in the box and said, "What is this?" โ
"Pillows."
The big guy has a lot of opportunities, don't you even know this?
Lu Qingchen: ...... The light in his eyes is even colder.
Song Xingran was excited, and hurriedly said: "This is a gift from Qin Xiaoqi on my sixteenth birthday, she said that she bought it in the Huanye Mall, I can't remember the brand, but it is very comfortable to hold, I have been ......"
"Throw it to the locker."
Lu Qingchen's low and indifferent voice sounded, and there was no room for comment.