Back in the imperial capital, Song Xingran went home directly with Lu Qingchen.

There's nothing going on with the program team for the time being.

Filming was also temporarily suspended.

Song Xingran sat on the sofa and swiped Weibo.

Because of the earthquake, she was on the hot search again.

#宋星染#

The most searched Weibo is all praising her.

"Song Xingran participated in the show "Guard", there was a sudden earthquake, fortunately, people were safe, and the goddess also gave all her snacks and some daily necessities to the children balabala......"

Woo la boom: My dyeing brother is beautiful and kind, and she doesn't lose money.

Whale sightings in the blue sea: 555 ...... My sister's safety is the most important thing.

Ulanara: Heheda, the eighteenth-tier woman obviously even has to rub the heat of the earthquake, and she is also beautiful? The photo looks like a pose, is the captured face so good-looking?

Song Xingran saw the comments of netizens and pursed his mouth.

Say she's hot?

Trolls are really everywhere.

This kind of person, there is no need to pay attention to it at all, let them entertain themselves.

However, seeing his fans tearing up with this kind of troll, Song Xingran felt that his heart was blocked, and he didn't vomit or be unhappy.

She glanced at the private messages, which were basically sent by fans.

Ask her if she's safe, let her report her safety or something.

Song Xingran hurriedly posted a blog.

Song Xingran V: I just came back from the mountains, I want to tell you that I am safe, I'm sorry, I'm worried about everyone. If you have time, I hope you will pay more attention to the left-behind children in the mountainous areas, instead of just saving the world on Weibo.

As soon as Song Xingran's Weibo was posted, it attracted a large number of retweets.

The fans are very powerful, and once again put her on the hot search.

#宋星染怼黑粉键盘侠#

#宋星染刚#

Hot searches seem to be indispensable for every popular artist, and Song Xingran doesn't care too much.

Exit Weibo and click into WeChat.

There are many unread messages in the group of relatives and friends of invincible fans.

It was sent last night.

Mrs. Li: "I heard that there was an earthquake in the mountains, and we all felt the earthquake here, is Xingzhi over there?" ”

Old Man Song: "It's over there, but I'm in a hurry." Calls are not answered. ”

Lu Yibei: "Don't worry, let me ask." ”

Mrs. Li: "I asked Li Zheng to take a helicopter over to take a look, my eyelids kept jumping." ”

Old man Lu: "Don't worry, I'll call the government department over there and ask." “

Lu Qingchen: "It's okay." I've found her, don't worry. ”

Mrs. Li: "Great, it's okay, my blood pressure is high." ”

Old Man Song: "Praise." ”

Lu Yibei: "Second uncle is mighty. ”

Song Xingran looked at the chat history in the group, and his eyes stayed on the message sent by Lu Qingchen.

It turned out that her Mr. Lu was really reliable.

Also very attentive.

In that situation, she forgot to report her family's safety.

And he thought of it.

Thinking of this, Song Xing dyed a message.

"I'm sorry for worrying everyone, unscathed, full of energy."

At this time, Lu Qingchen, who had already taken a shower and changed his clothes, came down from upstairs.

snatched the phone from her hand and locked the screen.

Then he picked her up from the couch.

"I didn't sleep well last night, make up for it."

He hugged her, whether she wanted it or not, and walked upstairs to the room.

Song Xingran put his arms around his neck and rubbed them in his arms.

"But I'm not sleepy now."

She's still in good spirits.

Lu Qingchen glanced at her and said lightly: "I'm sleepy, sleep with me." ”

"Don't you have to work?"

At this time, he was already in the company.

Now, is it considered skipping work?

"Dye, I'm the boss."

Song Xingran: "...... "You're the boss, you're awesome."

Back in the room, Song Xingran was indeed very energetic and couldn't sleep at all.

was held in Lu Qingchen's arms, and she didn't dare to move casually.

The phone was confiscated by him, so boring.

She glanced at his phone at the bedside.

That's Lu Qingchen's.

Song Xingran stretched out his hand with great effort, wanting to take it.

But because of his short arms, he couldn't get it.

"Want?"

Lu Qingchen suddenly spoke, his voice low and hoarse.

Why does this sound so embarrassing?

What do you think you want to take if you don't know?

Song Xingran pursed his lips and smiled: "I'll just play for a while." ”

I don't feel sleepy, I can't sleep, I can only play with my mobile phone.

Mobile phones are her spiritual food.

Lu Qingchen opened his eyes, hugged her with one hand, reached to the head of the bed with the other, and took the mobile phone.

It's easy.

Song Xingran: "......" So God is unfair, why is Lu Qingchen handsome on his legs and even his hands?

"Obviously, we both look about the same, no, I'm better looking than you, why do you not only have long legs, but also long hands?"

"And I'm a little short-legged?"

She was not convinced.

Hearing her childlike tone, Lu Qingchen hooked his lips and smiled.

The skin is really thick, but it's also really cute.

Song Xingran stared at the mobile phone in his hand, stretched out his hand to pick it up, but saw the man suddenly raise his hand high.

Isn't it amazing?

"You give it to me."

Isn't it for her?

It's just a mobile phone, so it's not so stingy, right?

Lu Qingchen clasped her waist, pinched her cheeks again, and said lightly with thin lips: "Kiss me." ”

The man smiled very attractively, and there was a smile in those inky black eyes, sparkling and handsome.

Even the tone is full of temptation.

Song Xingran forced himself to be calm, very perfunctory, and kissed the corner of his lips.

Lu Qingchen was naturally dissatisfied.

Lazily said: "Dyeing and dyeing, doing business is about integrity." ”

"You didn't let me kiss anywhere, let alone how long, why am I dishonest?"

Song Xingran retorted.

"Huh."

Lu Qingchen chuckled, suddenly pinched her chin, and kissed her fiercely.

The force was like tearing her down and eating her.

It took him a while before he let go of her.

Deep eyes stared at her reddish little face: "Dye and remember, this is called a kiss." ”

Song Xingran: "......" hooligan.

She stretched out her hand: "Bring the phone." "He looks like an uncle.

Lu Qingchen gave her his mobile phone.

Song Xingran opened the phone and had a screen lock.

The password is......

She glanced at the man next to her who was shutting her eyes and bit her lip.

Resolutely don't ask him.

Otherwise, he would definitely take advantage of her again.

Song Xingran lost a string of numbers into it.

Lu Qingchen's birthday.

Wrong.

Could it be your birthday?

Thinking of this, Song Xingran lost another string of numbers.

Not right either.

Isn't it?!

So what exactly is a password?

Other people's boyfriend's mobile phone passwords are all girlfriend's birthdays, but isn't his?!

It's so disappointing.

Wait a minute.

In the four years that she was away, he wouldn't have done anything bad behind her back, right?

For example, which girl did you meet?

The more Song Xingran thought about it, the more angry he felt.

angrily kicked Lu Qingchen next to him.

Holding up the phone in front of him, he angrily asked, "What is the phone password?" ”