The corners of his mouth rose, and he said with a doting face: "I won't waste it in the future." ”

Song Xingran: "......" o(╯□╰)o

Did she say the wrong thing?

Why is he so happy?

Tang Wanwan, who was not far away, saw Lu Qingchen laughing, and was so shocked that she almost screamed.

"it! Small, look at it, Lu Qingchen is laughing. ”

That man is too handsome to laugh at, right?

It's not an exaggeration to be able to fascinate thousands of girls.

Ning Xiaoxiao followed Tang Wanwan's gaze, and when she saw it, she covered her chest: "Mom, Song Xingran has a problem with his brain to let such a man go, right?" ”

Lu Qingchen was already handsome, but he didn't expect to laugh even more charming and handsome, which was simply unstoppable.

They had never dared to look at Lu Qingchen like this before, they only felt that the man was too terrible, and his whole body was ruthless.

Song Xingran took a sip of lemonade and was about to eat, when his eyes glanced inadvertently, and he saw two people sneaking not far away.

Tang Wanwan and Ning Xiaoxiao?

These two people have nothing to do?

Like to peek at other people's things, it's quite gossip?

Looking at the nymphomaniac looks of the two, Song Xingran poked the beef on the plate with a fork with some displeasure.

Sure enough, Lu Qingchen attracts bees and butterflies wherever he goes.

Look at the two of them, their eyes are straight.

Lu Qingchen saw that Song Xingran seemed to be a little unhappy, and looked sideways at her line of sight.

When I saw Tang Wanwan and Ning Xiaoxiao, my eyes suddenly turned cold, and there was still a trace of tenderness, all of which were terrifyingly cold.

Tang Wanwan and Ning Xiaoxiao chuckled at the same time in their hearts.

Frightened, he quickly turned his head and pretended to speak.

Mom, Lu Qingchen's eyes were so terrifying just now.

Song Xingran took a bite of something, and said in a sullen tone: "Mr. Lu's charm is really great, so far away, it looks like people are fascinated." Tsk......"

A sentence full of vinegar.

Lu Qingchen listened, and the corners of his mouth pulled into a faint smile: "Dye." ”

"What?"

Song Xingran was not angry.

"I'm not interested in anyone else."

"Oh."

Song Xingran responded perfunctorily, buried his head and began to eat.

Do you have any interest in me?

Why explain it to her.

After thinking about it, Song Xingran almost wanted to pump himself.

Admit it, Song Xingran, you just want to hear him say this.

What a hypocrisy.

Lu Qingchen saw that she didn't speak, just ate slowly and didn't look at him.

He only felt a faint pain in his head, and the familiar feeling in the past hit him and caught him off guard.

He frowned slightly, leaned back in his chair, one hand lazily rested on his forehead, and his slender fingers were particularly beautiful.

Song Xingran looked up and saw such a scene.

Lu Qingchen's face was a little pale, but at this moment, he had an ascetic beauty all over his body.

Lazy and casual, handsome and noble.

Song Xingran forced himself to remain calm and asked out loud, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Lu Qingchen opened his eyes, and his voice was hoarse and low: "I have a headache." ”

Song Xingran suddenly remembered the words of Doctor Yang, he said that Lu Qingchen often had headaches, and it was quite serious.

At this time, Song Xingran was a little panicked.

She hurriedly got up, walked to his side, and said worriedly, "Let's go to the hospital." ”

Who knows, Lu Qingchen suddenly held her hand, and said lightly with thin lips: "Just knead it for me." ”

The tone is gentle, with a hint of childlike temptation.