Lu Qingchen hugged Song Xingran upstairs without saying a word, with a calm face.

But the little guy in his arms looked happy and looked in a good mood.

Lu Qingchen's brows tightened.

He put her on the bed and pinched her delicate fair face with his big hands.

It's soft and feels great.

Song Xingran was a little painful, "snapped", slapped his hand, and said fiercely: "What are you pinching me for?" ”

Lu Qingchen didn't speak, and let go of the hand that was pinching her face.

The place he pinched just now was slightly red.

It's squeamish.

His dark eyes sank, dark and deep.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Xingran jumped off the bed and went straight to the door.

Lu Qingchen grabbed her with a big hand and took her into his arms.

"Where?"

His tone was low, and he looked very displeased.

"Playing mahjong, they must still be waiting for me."

Facing the man's darkened face, Song Xingran replied very calmly.

Lu Qingchen suddenly pinched her small chin, leaned over, and kissed him fiercely on the lips.

After a while, he let go of her, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Don't go." ”

Song Xingran: "......"

She stretched out her slender white index finger and played with the buttons of his shirt, smiling a little smugly.

"Mr. Lu, are you jealous?"

Lu Qingchen's eyes sank, and he held her messy little hand tightly in his hand.

"What do you say?"

He has never been a man of many words, and to outsiders he seems to be cold and ruthless, but in fact, he is.

It's just that it's a little different in front of Song Xingran.

Song Xingran her mouth stricken, what a sullen man, and he was embarrassed to ask her?

She was about to speak, when suddenly, the phone rang.

It was Song Siyan's phone.

"Xing Ran, come back quickly, grandpa knows about your debut in the show."

On the phone, Song Siyan's tone was a little anxious.

Song Xingran: "......"

Good boy, grandpa knows?!

"Okay, I'll be right back."

After hanging up the phone, Song Xingran suddenly felt a little scared in his heart.

Song Xingran is afraid of two people in his life, one is Lu Qingchen, and the other is Old Man Song.

The old man is old-fashioned, and when he disciplines them, he is strict and ...... Bad.

If you are not happy, you will serve the family.

Although it was just to scare them many times, since she saw Song Siyan being whipped by her grandfather with a feather duster......

I deeply realized that my grandfather was really hard to mess with.

Thinking of this, Song Xingran looked at Lu Qingchen who was standing next to him pitifully.

At this moment, Lu Qingchen put one hand in his pocket, and there was no expression on his handsome face.

The eyes are faint, and there is no joy, anger and sorrow.

"You heard that, didn't you?"

She looked at him flatteringly, and in an instant she became a docile little sheep.

Lu Qingchen lazily raised his eyebrows: "Hmm." ”

It's still so cold and ruthless.

Song Xingran: "......"

Well, she endures.

She grabbed his arm, shook it, and looked up at him with a smirk: "You can help me." ”

Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes, and looked at the little girl's smart eyes, glowing with water, flashing and flashing, which was particularly sultry.

"What should I be called?"

His voice was cold and deep, and his eyes were burning.

Song Xingran frowned: "Lu Qingchen." ”

Why ask such a stupid question? Or does he remember last night's ......

"Huh?"

The man raised his eyebrows, his eyes were cold, and he didn't look satisfied with the answer.

Song Xingran took a deep breath and smiled coquettishly, rubbing his face against his arm.

Softly shouted: "Heart." ”

The man's body was stunned.

The corners of the mouth slowly rise.