Song Xingran hadn't noticed the man's abnormality yet, and continued to say to himself: "I think you are really fierce sometimes, cold and fierce. ”

"It's completely different from the type I like in my mind."

When Lu Qingchen heard her say this, his dark eyes darkened.

"Oh? So what type do you prefer? ”

Hearing Lu Qingchen ask like this, Song Xingran frowned and thought about it, and said seriously: "Probably a person who is handsome, gentle and elegant, and gives people a feeling like a spring breeze when he laughs, he looks very warm." ”

Lu Qingchen's brows tightened, and his eyes became colder.

Silent.

Thin lips pursed, and he walked towards the room.

Song Xingran quickly noticed his displeasure, moved his lips and said, "But I'm ...... now"

"I like your type."

Hearing her say this, Lu Qingchen's face looked a little better.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Xingran pulled his suit jacket, pouted and said, "Look at you, now you're messing with me again, you don't look like a warm man at all, and no one is allowed to say it." ”

It's infuriating.

Lu Qingchen put the girl in his arms on the bed, bent down to look at her, and said unhurriedly: "Do you think I don't look good?" ”

Although he didn't know why he suddenly asked like this, Song Xingran shook his head.

If Lu Qingchen is not good-looking, there will be no good-looking people in this world.

"I don't look good when I laugh?" The man's deep voice continued.

Song Xingran shook his head.

(*?▽?*) good-looking, particularly handsome, especially attractive.

"Am I bad for you? Don't care enough about you? ”

Song Xingran frowned and thought about it, but still shook his head.

Lu Qingchen is still very good.

Receiving her answer, Lu Qingchen's eyes flashed, and his cold white slender fingers pinched her chin.

Those dark pupils stared at her, hot and deep.

"Then why am I not my favorite type of dye?"

His voice was deep, dyed with a thick layer of desire, hoarse and magnetic, but a little cold.

Song Xingran couldn't help but shudder.

I only felt that the man's hand pinching her chin was slightly cold.

Lu Qingchen in front of him inexplicably made people feel a little scared.

Yes, it's the feeling of fear, exactly the same as it was at the beginning.

Song Xingran pursed his lips, his intuitive throat was a little dry, as if he was choked by something, and he couldn't speak.

“…… I think...... You are. ”

For the first time, she felt a little useless, surprisingly weak.

I can't even finish the words.

Like a stammer.

Lu Qingchen hooked his lips and chuckled, with a hint of chill in his eyes.

"Really?"

He spit out these two words lightly, and his voice was very soft, and he couldn't hear joy, anger and sorrow.

Song Xingran knew about his birth.

That's how this man is when he's angry.

Song Xingran felt that he couldn't continue like this, the atmosphere was too embarrassing.

Suddenly, he thought of something and took out Lu Qingchen's mobile phone.

Flipping out the photos in the album, holding them up in front of him and saying, "Why is the album of your phone full of my photos?" ”

Her voice was crisp and soft.

Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes and glanced at it, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Song Xingran: Can "......" still chat happily?

Topic Buster?

Song Xingran casually flipped through the photos inside and said, "Mr. Lu has done a good job of this." ”

That's what a boyfriend looks like.

In the boyfriend's mobile phone album, there should indeed be a photo of the girlfriend.

Everyone else is like that.

However, he is a top male god and a top business tycoon, so he feels a little contrasting and cute.

When Lu Qingchen heard her words, his face was blank, and he was not discussing this matter with her.

But this little guy wants to change the subject.

He was about to speak, when he saw his dyeing suddenly reach out and hold him.

She wrapped her hands around his waist and said glutinously: "We are both in love for the first time, and we both have our own tempers, but I know that you are changing for me." Lu Qingchen, you are the way I like it. ”

"I like it, the man who likes me to the point of madness."

Hearing these words, the man's tall body stiffened, and the coldness in his eyes instantly dissipated.

It's like a dog that has been trimmed.

In an instant, he became tame.

He stroked her hair with one hand, feeling her presence.

At this time, Song Xingran's mobile phone rang.

It was Qin Xiaoqi who called.

Qin Xiaoqi on the other end of the phone was very excited, and said loudly: "Star Dye Baby, I love you so much." ”

"Your stage performance this time, the songs you sang are so good."

"I didn't expect your guest to be Zhuang Minghe, and the hot searches on Weibo were all occupied by you."

Song Xingran's eyebrows moved, and he suddenly said to Lu Qingchen next to him: "Lu Qingchen, accompany me to watch the show." ”

-

Zhang Rong had been anxiously waiting downstairs for the result of Song Xingran's leave.

But Song Xingran never came down.

He waited anxiously, paced to Xiao Yang, who was working with a computer, and complained, "Why hasn't Miss Song come down yet?" ”

"You can't forget about me, do you?"

"Or ...... Sir disagrees? ”

Xiao Yang tapped the keyboard intently, without even lifting his eyelids.

"The former is more likely."

Miss Song probably forgot.

Zhang Rong reacted instantly, sighed and said, "Yes, as soon as Miss Song arrives at Mr.'s gentle township, I'm afraid I will be fascinated and happy." ”

I must have forgotten about him.

As soon as Zhang Rong's words fell, he saw Lu Qingchen coming down from upstairs.

"Sir."

Xiao Yang and Zhang Rong shouted in unison.

Lu Qingchen walked in front of the two of them, his gaze stayed on Zhang Rong for a moment, his gaze was cold.

"You can take leave, but the work has to be done."

The tone was cold, but when Zhang Rong heard it, he immediately smiled.

nodded again and again: "Thank you, sir, I will definitely complete the work in hand." ”

Lu Qingchen didn't say anything more, and said to Aunt Fang behind him, "Take some fruits and snacks to my bedroom." ”

Aunt Fang: ?

"Is it to Miss Song's taste?"

Aunt Fang asked tentatively.

You don't eat snacks, do you?

Lu Qingchen glanced at her lightly, and responded: "Hmm." ”

After saying that, turn around and leave.

After just a few steps, he stopped again, looked sideways, and looked at Xiao Yang and Zhang Rong behind him.

"If there is anything in the future, you can tell me directly, don't bother her."

The tone was cold as usual, and there was a coldness in those dark eyes.

"Yes."

Zhang Rong responded loudly.

Indicates a bit square.

After Lu Qingchen left, Zhang Rong asked secretly: "Brother Yang, did Mr. mean to tell us just now...... He's actually very approachable? ”

Xiao Yang chuckled, then focused on the computer.

While typing, he said, "Sir, I don't want you to disturb Miss Song." As far as the relationship between you and Miss Song is concerned, the relationship between "Rong Rong", if Mr. doesn't kill you, you are lucky. Still approachable? You're not a fool. ”

Zhang Rong: "...... Talk as you speak, what's the point of personal attacks? ”

"Brother Yang, I have an IQ of 149."

Xiao Yang: "Oh. ”