Lu Qingchen looked at the news from Song Xing's dyed hair, and could almost imagine her face full of anger and questioning him.

The fair-skinned face is so delicate and sultry.

He missed her.

Lu Qingchen smiled helplessly and replied to her text message as he walked.

"Hmm."

He sent it, and in this way, the whole world knew.

Song Xingran on the other side was drowsy, and when he heard the sound of text messages on his mobile phone, he woke up suddenly.

Slightly disappointed, he stared at the extremely simple word on the screen.

Her slender fingers poked at the phone screen, looked dissatisfied, and said to herself: "Boss, can't you say one more word?" Hum chirp"

Song Xingran said that he was a little angry, but he knew that Lu Qingchen's temperament had always been like this, so he endured it again.

She pouted and messaged him back.

"I'm sleeping, you go to bed early."

Lu Qingchen hooked his lips and smiled, sitting lazily on the chair, his slender fingers stopped on the mobile phone screen, his eyes flashing slightly.

"Good night, baby."

Song Xingran stared at the message he sent, and his face turned red suddenly.

The sleepy insect just now has long disappeared without a trace.

She pulled the covers over her head.

Shameless, who's your baby?

Why is the skin so thick?

Suddenly, Song Xingran was stunned, in fact, in retrospect, her cheeks were really thick.

Because, at the beginning, she had said a lot of such meaty things to Lu Qingchen.

Eighteen-year-old Song Xingran is beautiful and arrogant, with a charming and moving little face, which can be described as loved by everyone.

At that time, almost everyone in the Beijing circle knew that Song Xingran was chasing Lu Qingchen.

But who is Lu Qingchen?

took over the Lu family at a young age, indifferent and ruthless, and no one dared to provoke easily.

No one can look down on it.

Treat women with a single second glance.

But Song Xingran is also a werewolf, thinking to himself, no matter how indifferent and unkind you Lu Qingchen is, your heart is not iron-clad.

Even if you're a crooked, this girl can straighten it for you.

At that time, Song Xingran had just entered his freshman year, and the students in the university were all strong-blooded, and they all had their own ways of dealing with love.

Qin Xiaoqi is Song Xingran's best friend and classmate, although she has never been in love, she has also seen Pig Run.

Everywhere she found experience and the so-called Dafa of chasing men.

One of them is to let him get used to your existence, get used to it, and become natural, and it will easily become like.

Song Xingran didn't chase anyone either, so he just did it.

got Lu Qingchen's mobile phone number through Song Siyan, and then sent him a message every morning.

For example, you have to work hard today; Remember to eat breakfast; We had a lot of lessons this morning...... From time to time, I sell a cute or something.

However, Lu Qingchen never replied once.

Song Xingran thought it was strange, he didn't reply to me?

Why didn't he reply to me?

Song Xingran complained with a bitter face: "Am I not obvious enough? ”

Qin Xiaoqi shook his head while nibbling on ice cream: "I think these things you send are too vulgar, and everyone else sends them like this." ”

"You've got to be a little more proactive."

Who is Lu Qingchen, the best among male gods, how can ordinary cliché methods catch up with him?!

Song Xingran believed Qin Xiaoqi's evil at that time, and that night, he sent a text message to Lu Qingchen.

"Good night, baby."

It's concise and just right, and it's very clear now, right?

However, all night, Song Xingran did not receive any reply.

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