Song Xingran heard Lu Qingchen say this, and immediately jumped up from the bed.

Lu Qingchen is crazy?

What are you doing here at this time?

In case someone gets photographed......

Song Xingran thought about it, if he didn't want to be photographed, no one would have the courage to do this.

Thinking of this, Song Xingran breathed a sigh of relief and went to open the door for him.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Lu Qingchen, who was dressed in a straight suit, standing at the door, and he was carrying a bag in his hand.

Before Song Xingran could speak, Lu Qingchen turned sideways and walked in.

"What are you doing here?"

It's not officially recorded today, so it's a hotel.

There will be a dormitory after tomorrow.

Lu Qingchen put down the things in his hand, his bottomless eyes stared at her tightly, and his thin lips said lightly: "I miss you." ”

Think......?

Didn't you just see it yesterday? o(╯□╰)o

Song Xingran's fair and tender face turned red all of a sudden, and she changed the topic a little embarrassed: "What is this?" ”

A small snack box in a transparent bag with food inside?

Lu Qingchen's bony hand opened the bag, took out the food box, and opened it.

I saw that the big and red cherries were lying in the box obediently.

Crystal clear, red and bright.

It's mouth-watering.

Song Xingran likes to eat two kinds of fruits the most.

Oranges, cherries.

When the cherries are ripe, they are always prepared at home.

Lu Qingchen knew that she liked to eat, and always tried his best to find it for her.

They even had cherry trees planted in the garden and planted them by special people.

But now it's almost late June, and there are fewer and fewer cherries on the market, and there are almost no cherries like this good.

Song Xingran stared at the cherries in the box, his eyes shining.

Suddenly, she finally raised her eyes and looked at Lu Qingchen.

"It's all for me?"

Her eyes were watery, smart and well-behaved, and pleasing to people.

Lu Qingchen's heart moved, his dark eyes became more and more gloomy, and his voice was low and hoarse: "It's all yours." ”

When Song Xingran heard his answer, he immediately reached out to take it, picked up one and was about to stuff it into his mouth, but suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, she held the cherry between her fingers and handed it to Lu Qingchen.

"You taste it first, I'm afraid of sour."

The orange sour her last time, and now there is a psychological shadow.

Besides, he used to eat fruits, and he helped her eat them first.

He always picks what he eats, and he eats the best.

If Lu Qingchen tasted it and thought it was delicious, it must be good.

Lu Qingchen stared at her hand, white and delicate, slender as a green onion, and the crystal clear cherry on her hand was seductively red.

In terms of color vision, the contrast is obvious, and her hands look even better.

In Lu Qingchen's eyes, the allure is not a cherry, it is her.

His eyes sank, darkening.

Suddenly, she lowered her head, holding the cherry between her fingers.

As soon as he ate it, Song Xingran hurriedly asked, "How is it?" ”

It should be delicious, right?

Lu Qingchen hooked his lips and smiled, this smile had a little more evil and charm.

"Dye wants to know?"

"Nonsense, hmm......"

Before she could finish her sentence, he gagged her lips.

His warm palm pressed against the back of her head, domineering and strong.

Invade cities and plunder land.

A sweet and sour taste of cherries spread in his mouth, and the sweet smell combined with this charming allure made Song Xingran's head dizzy.

After a long time, he finally let go of her.

The voice is hoarse and sexy: "How do you feel about dyeing?" ”