After Gu Pei left, Song Siyan was also interested, and turned around and went to the study.

Song Xingran didn't really want to seek Lu Qingchen's help.

It's just that when she suddenly thought of what Grandpa Lu said to her, she naturally wanted to be nice to him.

After all, she is still very spineless and soft-hearted.

Leading Lu Qingchen to the door of his room, Song Xingran suddenly thought of something and smiled a little embarrassed.

"Well, let's not go in, I suddenly remembered that we can go to the study......"

"Song Siyan is in the study."

Lu Qingchen interrupted her indifferently.

There was a smile in those dark eyes.

He could guess why she didn't want him in, and it seemed that her bad habits hadn't changed.

"Oh."

Song Xingran had an urge to cover his face.

What to do?

Her room was as messy as a kennel, and she had all sorts of things.

Strange embarrassing.

Just when Song Xingran was embarrassed, Lu Qingchen suddenly stretched out his hand.

His broad, beautiful palm rested lightly on her head and rubbed it gently.

The thin lips lightly opened: "Dyeing, it's not that I haven't seen it." ”

Song Xingran: "......"

That's right, too.

She gritted her teeth and opened the door.

Song Xingran's house was very large, a big room.

There is an inner bedroom and an outer room.

Outside there are two small sofas, and in front of the small sofas is a small table with some fruit on it.

But on the originally clean and tidy sofa, there were some messy things.

There were small speakers, there were clothes, and more of some white A4 paper.

On the other side, there is a computer desk.

In addition to the computer, there are several books on the computer desk.

The name on the cover of the book is prominent.

"After Rebirth, I Became a Super Rich Woman", "Flirting Male God 365 Style"

……

Song Xingran was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly hugged the book on the table in his arms.

Lu Qingchen smirked at Lu Qingchen: "These are all things that Qin Xiaoqi saw last time when he was here, I forgot to clean up, hehe......"

Lu Qingchen's eyes sank, and he glanced at the things in her arms.

A little helplessly, he said: "Then let her watch less nutritious things." ”

Of course, Lu Qingchen knew that she was watching. 
She used to watch it, but it seemed to be less nutritious than now, and now she sees it, at least with some goals.

Song Xingran nodded.

She knew he would say that.

What's wrong with people reading novels?

It's called the mood of life.

That's what she'd said to him before.

Forget it, don't have the same knowledge as him.

Song Xingran carefully protected the two books in his arms, and suddenly, with a glance of his eyes, he saw the clothes on the sofa.

Immediately, the old face turned red.

She quickly picked up the dress and hid it behind her.

Lu Qingchen didn't speak this time, Xu didn't want her to be too embarrassed, so he turned around and stood in front of the window.

Song Xingran hurriedly packed up.

"Need my help?"

His low and hoarse voice came, Song Xingran's heart trembled, and he shook his head: "No, no." ”

She remembered him as having a serious cleanliness fetish.

Although it can't be said to be dirty and messy, she always feels that her room has defiled Lu Qingchen.

And let him help clean up?

Forget it, she wants face.

Although he used to help her clean up, now it is different.

Lu Qingchen stood in front of the window, because this is an old mansion, and there is that old-fashioned window sill.

A small flower pot is placed on the windowsill.

Inside is a ......

Lu Qingchen's eyes froze.

That is, purple lilacs.

On the first date, the sea of flowers he took her to.