Lu Qingchen: ?

Big Guy Lu only sent a question mark, indifferent as usual.

Song Xingran: I mean, do you want to change your avatar, I have a lot of collections here (*╹▽╹*).

Lu Qingchen: No.

Still apathetic.

Song Xingran bit her lip and stared at the screen with slightly squinted eyes.

It's too much!

Why are you so indifferent? Where did the energy go when I kissed her before?

Cut.

Song Xingran's little temper came up, and he simply didn't reply to his news.

Anyway, it's a dead day to talk about, so there's nothing to talk about.

She quit WeChat, turned over and lay on the bed, familiar with the process of the show.

Who knows, a few minutes later, Lu Qingchen's phone called.

Song Xingran originally didn't want to take it, but after thinking about it, what if there was something important? Eventually, she convinced herself.

The phone was connected, and Lu Qingchen's deep magnetic voice came from the other end.

"Dye, I was in a meeting just now, an international video conference."

Song Xingran: "......"

Why did you tell her this all of a sudden?

What does it have to do with her?

"Oh."

Song Xingran responded lazily, flipped through the information with his slender and white fingers, and did not take the initiative to speak, waiting for his next step.

"Dye."

His voice is mellow and pleasant, and Song Xingran sometimes always wonders, why is her name so nice when he calls it?

This man seems to have been born with a deadly allure.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have chased him desperately in the first place.

"You say."

Song Xingran also learned from him at this time and began to pretend to be indifferent.

On the other end of the phone, Lu Qingchen sighed helplessly.

The thin lips opened slightly, as if compromised: "Whatever you want." ”

Avatar or anything, it doesn't matter to him.

What matters is the person on the other end of the phone.

When Song Xingran heard what he said, he didn't react for a while, frowned, and flipped through the information.

With her?

Does this man speak so sparingly?

If she hadn't understood him, I'm afraid she would have to start reading comprehension again.

Song Xingran hooked his lips and smiled, that stunning face was not powdered, but it was exceptionally beautiful and moving.

"Ahem, then, hang up if it's okay, I'm sleeping."

Song Xingran is a little embarrassed, now she is not as good as before, she didn't understand anything before, and she has a thick skin.

After experiencing a breakup, she became mature, but in front of Lu Qingchen, she was even more shy.

However, Lu Qingchen didn't seem to have any intention of ending the call.

His slender fingers pinched his phone, leaning lazily back in his office chair.

He loosened the tie on his chest a little tiredly, and there was no expression on his handsome face, looking cold and ascetic.

It's just that those dark and deep eyes betrayed him.

There, the fire of desire flickered.

He wanted to hug him now, kiss her, and even if it was just to hear her voice, he would feel satisfied.

"Are you okay? It's okay, I'm hanging. ”

Her sweet voice came from the other end of the phone, lazy, listening like a lazy kitten.

Thinking of her lazy and coquettish appearance in her arms before, Lu Qingchen's eyes sank, and her slender fingers rested lightly on the table.

After a while, he said slowly: "Dye, I miss you." ”

A low, hoarse voice sounded, with a thick seduction.

Song Xingran has always had no resistance to such a Lu Qingchen.

Even if I only heard the voice, I felt that Su was in my bones.

This man, is he flirting with her?