Thinking of this, Lu Qingchen felt an inexplicable sense of irritability in his heart.

He stared at the little girl in his arms, whose cheeks were red and confused, and his eyes sank.

He put her on the bed and went out of the room with a terrifying coldness.

When Song Xing woke up the next day, he found that he was in a tragedy.

Qin Xiaoqi told her the detailed process of last night.

When Song Xingran heard this, he almost felt an urge to extinguish himself.

She actually said in public that she didn't want Lu Qingchen? It must have him off.

Wow, Song Xingran looked at the empty room, no wonder he wasn't there.

With a little pain in his head, Song Xingran got up from the bed, put on his slippers, and walked downstairs.

At this moment, Lu Qingchen was eating breakfast, and he was still so clear and noble, calm and calm.

Sensing her approaching, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Apathy and detachment.

Song Xingran faked a cough and said with a smile: "I, I just accidentally drank a little bit last night, a little bit, all blame Han Zhiyun, I have to drink it." ”

At this time, Han Zhiyun, who was intoxicated: exm?

Lu Qingchen still didn't speak, just glanced at her lightly, his eyes were cold.

Song Xingran shuddered, and shouted in his heart: It's over.

I'm really angry.

At this time, Lu Qingchen suddenly stood up.

Song Xingran immediately raised his head, smiling at him, who knows, people didn't look at him, wiped his hands with a tissue, and walked past her.

Let's go!

Song was dumbfounded, messy in the wind.

Song Xingran hurriedly trotted to catch up, and said to his back: "I really know it's wrong, I shouldn't drink, I, I'm ......"

She didn't know what else was wrong with her, and she stammered and said it.

Lu Qingchen had a cold face from beginning to end and did not accept her apology.

With a long leg, I got in the car and went to the company.

Song Xingran knew that he was angry, and he also knew that he was wrong, and he was at fault.

Therefore, I had to find ways to win Lu Qingchen's forgiveness.

She has also thought of many ways, such as making a love breakfast.

However, the bread was burnt and the eggs were fried, and he was embarrassed to give it to him.

Another example is to wait for him to get off work at home and make him coffee, but he is still ignored.

Song Xingran felt that he had reached his limit.

Eighteen kinds of martial arts were used in nineteen kinds, and I really couldn't think of a move.

Why do you think this man has such a great temperament?

Classroom.

"Stingy!"

Song Xingran held a pen in his hand and poked it in the draft book.

Qin Xiaoqi sat next to her, patted her on the shoulder and said, "If you really can't do it, just kneel on the keyboard and sing conquest, anyway, you have no face in front of Lu Qingchen." ”

Song Xingran glared at her.

She wants to sing some bad tricks, but does Lu Qingchen listen to it?

At this moment, a boy in the class walked in from the door and complained loudly: "The old class asked me to write a thousand-word review, didn't I just eat a bucket of instant noodles in class?" Can you use it so hard? ”

Review?

Song Xingran's eyes rolled, and a smile appeared on his delicate and beautiful face.

Hmph, this seems to work, try it.

Then, while eating jelly, Qin Xiaoqi watched Song Xingran write a review, and corrected her from time to time.

In the evening, Song Xingran returned home.

tiptoed to put the written review on Lu Qingchen's desk.

After Lu Qingchen went home and entered the study for a while, Song Xingran went in with coffee.