Hearing her words, Lu Qingchen was suddenly stunned, and the hand holding her tightened suddenly.

Song Xingran raised his head, and the faint light hit his handsome face.

He was oozing a lot of sweat on his forehead, and the broken hair on his forehead was sticking to his forehead, looking a little embarrassed.

"Why are you here?"

It is still some distance from the imperial capital, two or three hours by car.

Lu Qingchen squeezed her hand, his eyes heavy: "I'm worried about you." ”

Just three words, but it made Song Xingran's nose sour.

She used to dislike Lu Qingchen for not being able to coax her with love words, and even felt that he was really too indifferent to her.

But, now it seems that her Mr. Lu is actually not so bad.

All his love words are reflected in his words and deeds.

Song Xingran buried her head in his chest, and she was extremely clingy at this moment.

"Lu Qingchen, I'm not angry."

She whispered.

In the face of life and death, in fact, his domineering is nothing at all, cherishing the present is the best, isn't it?

Hearing her say this, Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes and met her pure and clear eyes.

"It's me who is not good."

He said lightly, all the irritability and anger before had almost disappeared.

At this time, the person in charge of the program team held a loudspeaker and shouted loudly: "Let's see if anyone is hurt, don't panic, let's go down the mountain immediately." ”

Everyone followed the large army and walked down the mountain.

Zhang Rong and Xiao Yang followed behind Lu Qingchen and Song Xingran.

Zhang Rong rubbed his arm and frowned uncomfortably: "Mr. is too ruthless." My arm was almost gone. ”

At the time of the earthquake just now, Mr. was worried about Miss Song and wanted to come up to find someone despite their obstruction.

He stopped him, and he was almost beaten into a waste by Mr.

Xiao Yang glanced at him sympathetically and said, "You should be glad that Miss Song is fine." ”

When Mr. found out about the earthquake just now, his eyes were full of murderous energy, and he ran towards the house without caring about anything.

The road was difficult to walk, and the earthquake was dark, and the husband almost fell down several times.

He had never seen Mr. look so embarrassed, for Miss Song, Mr. can really do anything.

Don't care about anything.

Zhang Rong nodded, if something happened to that little ancestor, his dog's life would be lost.

Alas......

Song Xingran and the others followed the program team down the mountain, and where they looked, some earthen tile houses had collapsed.

A lot of people ran out, but I heard that some people were still hurt.

Ambulances and the first rescue teams have arrived.

Han Lu sat on the edge of the dam with some trepidation, which was empty and belonged to a safe area.

There were several villagers standing around, some of them shirtless and not even wearing shoes.

When she saw Lu Qingchen next to Song Xingran, she frowned in surprise, why is Lu Qingchen here?

He was dyed for Song Xing?

Looking at the hands held by the two, Han Lu lowered his head a little uncomfortably.

Thinking that Song Xingran saved her just now, she really had mixed feelings in her heart.

When the staff of the program team saw Song Xingran, they hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Teacher Song, the things in the tile house have been obtained, and you have also seen it, the house has collapsed." These are the things you turn in, and you see if there's anything missing. ”

"The show can't be recorded anyway, so we'll go back as soon as it's dawn."

Tonight was so thrilling.

Fortunately, no one in the program team was injured.

Song Xingran took the box and opened it to look at it.

The phone and wallet are still there.

"No less."

"That's good, you rest first, and I'll call you when you leave later."

After the staff finished speaking, he walked in the other direction.

Song Xingran squatted on the ground and rummaged through the box.

Seeing this, Lu Qingchen also squatted down.

"What are you looking for?"

Song Xingran shook his head and said while rummaging things: "I want to give these snacks and these extra clothes to the children." ”

"They're pathetic."

"You don't know, the family that Han Lu and I went to, their family is very poor."

"Just a bed, an old wooden table."

As he spoke, Song Xingran turned around, raised an index finger, and said to Lu Qingchen.

It looks very serious and serious.

Lu Qingchen stared at her slender fingers, and the dim light hit her little face, soft and beautiful.

Suddenly, he grabbed her fingers.

Kissed.

Song Xingran only felt that his fingertips were hot, and he wanted to retract them, but to no avail.

"Snacks can be given to them, as for clothes...... Give me. ”

His voice was low and sexy, and his tone was as strong as ever.

"Why?"

Song Xingran blinked suspiciously.

What does Lu Qingchen want her clothes for?

Could it be that he still has a special hobby?

"Dye, this is your clothes."

He automatically ignored her surprised gaze, knowing that her little brain must be thinking nonsense again.

"So?"

Song Xingran came closer, and his fair face was so attractive.

"You can't give it to anyone else, you can only give it to me."

The man was serious, not at all like he was joking.

Song Xingran: "......"

"In exchange for the same price, I will have people bring clothes and daily necessities."

Lu Qingchen's words blocked back Song Xingran's original words that he wanted to refuse.

A smile gradually appeared on her face, and she pulled his arm and said, "That'...... Can you give a little more? Try to make sure every child has it? ”

"Can you send them some desks and school supplies or something?"

When Lu Qingchen heard her say this, his brows raised slightly.

The handsome face was plain, except for a smile in those dark eyes.

Looks like he's in a good mood.

"That'...... What do you get in exchange for dyeing? ”

There was a hint of demagogy in his voice, very magnetic.

When Song Xingran heard this, he twisted his eyebrows.

"Lu Qingchen, this is called a good deed, what do you think is doing business?"

"It's not reciprocated."

"Great love is boundless, do you understand?"

Song Xingran said matter-of-factly, in fact, she also had Xiao Jiujiu in her heart, she just didn't want to exchange with him.

He is so rich, and he is so calculating, it's really stingy.

Lu Qingchen smiled lowly.

Suddenly, he pinched her chin and forced her to look at him.

"I've never been a good person."

He is not a good man and a woman, let alone a great philanthropist.

He never does what he wants, he is a businessman, and he never trades at a loss.

Song Xingran seemed to know that he would not agree easily.

Pouted and said, "Then you say, what do you exchange it for?" ”

Lu Qingchen hooked his lips, and a smile flashed in his dark pupils again.

"Kiss me."

"Kiss until I'm satisfied."

His tone was light, and he looked at her with burning eyes.

Song Xingran: "......"

Satisfied?

What if you're not satisfied? She's not stupid.

Song Xingran glanced at him, and pretended to be disgusted: "Don't, you're so dirty." ”

Author's Note: Explain the issue of charging again. I now update more than 8,000 words a day, which is equivalent to 8 chapters for other authors. But I sent it in 4 chapters, and each chapter had twice as many words, so 10 book coins per chapter. The book city is charged according to the number of words, 5 book coins for 1,000 words, and 2,000 words are naturally 10 book coins.

Even if you can't understand the above simple math and logic problems.

Okay, so you can always clearly feel that the number of words per chapter is more than the number of words in 5 book coins, right?