On Monday, it rained heavily in the imperial capital.

Song Xingran was wearing pajamas, looking at the majestic rain outside, and pouted.

Such a heavy rain, the rain is like thunder, and there is a strong wind, it is simply disturbing people's dreams.

Song Xingran has hated this kind of weather since he was a child.

Because at this time, she can't sleep well, her heart is irritable, and she can't sleep at all.

Song Xingran lay on the bed and hugged a doll bear casually.

As soon as he took out his mobile phone and was about to play two games, he received a call from Lu Qingchen.

Song Xingran still didn't pay Lu Qingchen a note on the equipment.

Staring at the familiar string of numbers, her pretty brow furrowed.

Why did he call her?

It's nine o'clock in the morning.

Shouldn't this be the busiest time for him?

Busy with meetings and working on documents or something.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Xingran clicked the connect button.

"Dye."

Lu Qingchen's deep and pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone, sexy and hoarse.

Hearing his voice, Song Xingran's original irritable mood dissipated a lot at once.

In its place, there is an indescribable sense of strangeness.

"What's the matter?" 
Song Xingran asked decently, and his tone was light.

But the hand holding the phone tightly betrayed her mood at the moment.

At this time, there must be something important to call.

"I want to hear you sing."

There was a hint of nostalgia in the man's words, and his voice was sexy and low, making it impossible to refuse.

Song Xingran: "......"

That's it???

She blinked those very good-looking eyes, and at this moment, she really wanted to ask: "Are you very idle?" ”

But in front of Lu Qingchen, she didn't have that guts.

So, when the words came to their lips, they became: "Aren't you busy right now?" ”

The president of which group asked people to sing to him early in the morning.

Is......

"Care about me?"

The corners of Lu Qingchen's mouth hooked up a faint smile, handsome and unparalleled.

Song Xingran: "......" she just asked curiously.

"You're thinking too much."

Care? She didn't have it anyway.

"Huh."

The man chuckled, and it seemed that the temperature had dropped all of a sudden.

Song Xingran hugged the bear in his arms with one hand, and asked tentatively, "Do you really want to listen?" ”

"Hmm."

He responded casually, as if he was still angry at what he had just said.

"Then you wait a minute."

After Song Xingran finished speaking, he put down his mobile phone and turned on the computer.

She still has unprocessed audio on her computer, which is the original sound of the song "Rain on a Sunny Day".

She placed the computer on the bed and clicked play.

After Lu Qingchen on the other end of the phone heard this song, he couldn't help frowning.

Just perfunctory him? 
The dark pupils were suddenly stained with a layer of gloom, gloomy and indifferent.

Hearing her sweet and beautiful voice, the yin breath around Lu Qingchen gradually disappeared.

Sure enough, his dyeing is the most exciting thing that makes him happy.

Just listening to the sound is also the most beautiful and the most devastating.

After the song was finished, for a long time, Lu Qingchen's voice did not appear on the other end of the phone.

Song Xingran was inexplicably a little nervous.

Lu Qingchen's appearance of being angry and not speaking was very scary.

Song Xingran pursed his lips and was about to say something, but he heard his voice sound.

"Dye, not this time."

Hearing his words, Song Xingran was not calm all of a sudden.

I couldn't help but raise the volume: "Why? ”

There was still a pampered little grievance in the tone, and his true nature was gradually revealed.

Her reaction seemed to please Lu Qingchen.