Not to mention, Song Xingran is a little nervous now.

Before confessing to Lu Qingchen in front of so many people, his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

Now that he was a little nervous, Song Xingran despised himself a little.

Sensing her approach, Lu Qingchen raised his eyes lightly and put down the pen in his hand.

Her dark eyes met her delicate little face.

The corners of Song Xingran's mouth opened into a flattering smile, and his thin white fingers were a little nervous clutching the things in his hand.

"Here's this."

Lu Qingchen looked at her timidly, and his face was slightly red.

The eyebrows are slightly twisted.

I couldn't help but think of her I saw in the Imperial Court Club that day.

is arrogant and arrogant, and has a kind of unyielding attitude in his bones.

And now, it's like a little girl's delicate state.

It looks soft, and it makes people want to pinch her face.

Sensing his thoughts, Lu Qingchen looked away, his expression cold.

"What is this?" His tone was indifferent and cold, but it was still low and pleasant.

A pink envelope with a heart on it? What do you mean?

Song Xingran blinked and said very calmly: "Love letter." ”

"My love letter to you."

Lu Qingchen: "......" What does he want this thing for?

"No, I don't."

The man's deep and cold voice sounded, and he refused very simply.

Song Xingran pursed her lips, was she rejected?

She sent the envelope in her hand forward again: "Look at it, it's ...... anyway"

Before she could finish her sentence, there was a knock at the door.

The knock on the door kept ringing.

Song Xingran didn't have any leisure to care about anything else now, squeezed the envelope in his hand tightly, pouted, and looked very aggrieved.

Lu Qingchen's thin lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but he heard Han Zhiyun's voice at the door.

"Brother, I'm in."

Song Xingran heard the voice and immediately stuffed the love letter in his hand into his pocket.

Han Zhiyun was quite surprised to see Song Xingran in Lu Qingchen's study.

"Yo, Miss Song, why are you here?"

Song Xingran was in a bad mood now, so he didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and said angrily: "Why can't I be here?" ”

After saying that, he walked to the door angrily.

"Hey, this little girl......"

Han Zhiyun originally wanted to say a few words to her, but he, who had always had sharp eyes, saw the pocket of Song Xing's white down jacket......

Spend a pink envelope that looks like a ...... Love letter?

No way?

Han Zhiyun looked at Lu Qingchen secretly, that little girl is really chasing his brother?

"Am I not here at the right time?"

Han Zhiyun asked tentatively, in a humble tone.

Lu Qingchen didn't say anything, but his cold face seemed to be colder than before.

Han Zhiyun chuckled in his heart, it seems that it is really not the right time.

He cautiously exited the study.

Song Xingran was angry at this moment, holding his cheeks with his hands, and he was in a depressed mood.

He actually rejected her?!

What a sangxin.

Song Xingran sighed again.

Han Zhiyun looked at her funny, and said without giving face at all: "Little girl, are you chasing my brother?" ”

Song Xing gave him a white look.

"Nonsense."

If she doesn't chase him, what is she running here all day long?

Is there a disease in the braincase?

Han Zhiyun couldn't help but laugh when he heard her answer.

"Hahahaha, you're going to chase my brother?"

"Is it because you don't have enough homework or because the game isn't fun?"

"He is Lu Qingchen, who is notoriously impersonal, cold-blooded and arrogant. Haven't you heard of it? ”

Han Zhiyun only thinks that Song Xingran is young and too naïve at the moment.

Chasing Lu Qingchen? That's harder than heaven.

Song Xingran wilted, and said disappreliantly: "I've heard of it." ”

"I'm still notoriously cheeky."

When Han Zhiyun heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

This little girl is quite funny.

Han Zhiyun pointed to Song Xingran's clothes pocket: "Did you go in and hand over the love letter just now?" ”

Song Xingran glanced at the love letter that he didn't completely stuff into his pocket, and rubbed the thing into his pocket indiscriminately.

"I know, I still ask."

The tone is very bad.

If it weren't for Han Zhiyun's sudden appearance, maybe Lu Qingchen would have accepted the love letter in her cheeky offensive by now.

Han Zhiyun smiled: "You are so naïve. ”

"How can my brother look at this kind of little girl's thing?"

Saying that, Han Zhiyun sat next to Song Xingran.

said bitterly: "Little sister, listen to my brother's advice." ”

"Lu Qingchen, that is, my brother, is like a god in the sky, out of reach. He couldn't have been stingy with any mortal. ”

"And we're all mortals."

"To put it bluntly, it's a person from two worlds, and besides, you're still young, except for being good-looking, you don't have any advantages for the time being, and he can't just like you like you so much."

Song Xingran glared at him: "You don't have any merits." ”

This Han Dashao deliberately came to hit her, right?

Han Zhiyun didn't want to say too much to hit her, so her eyes rolled and said, "Doesn't it mean that he doesn't accept your love letter?" ”

How could his brother accept such a thing, it's impossible to think about it.

"Who said he didn't take it? I was just about to give it to him, and you came in! ”

Song Xingran would never admit it, indeed, Lu Qingchen rejected her once.

Han Zhiyun raised his eyebrows, and there was a casual smile in his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"Then let's make a bet. Do you dare? ”

Song Xingran raised his chin: "What bet?" ”

"Bet on whether my brother will accept your love letters."

"Today, if he accepts your love letter, I'll lose."

Song Xingran pursed his lips and thought for a while: "What's the stake?" ”

Han Zhiyun took out a cigarette and didn't light it.

He said slowly, "If I win, you can get me another watch." ”

"And what if I win?" Song Xingran asked arrogantly.

Hearing this, Han Zhiyun, who was about to light a cigarette, smiled.

It's like I've heard some big joke.

"Hehehe, little girl, although you are quite innocent and cute like this, it is a good thing to have dreams."

"But we also have to learn to accept reality, right?"

How could she win?

This girl is still too naïve.

Song Xingran: Don't listen or don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures.

The little girl raised her head proudly and said word by word: "If I win, you will have to be my informant in the future." ”

"Informant?" Han Zhiyun frowned, what about playing Infernal Affairs?

"I chased Lu Qingchen's informant and provided me with his information."

Han Zhiyun chuckled, it was really interesting.

"Cheng, I'll be your informant."

After receiving his reply, Song Xingran nodded with satisfaction.

Suddenly, he stretched out his little finger, and his thin white fingers bent.

"What for?" Han Zhiyun asked puzzled.

"Pull the hook."

Han Zhiyun shook his head with a smile and stretched out his little thumb.

What a child.

"Okay, don't cry when the time comes."

Song Xingran snorted and cried his nose, how could it be!

And this scene happened to fall into Lu Qingchen's eyes.

The man's gaze was gloomy, and he exuded a chill all over his body.

(End of chapter)