Song Xingran suddenly felt a little weak.

Immediately lock the phone screen and put it back in place.

Shui Ling's eyes looked at him like this, as if to say: I am very well-behaved.

Lu Qingchen retracted his gaze, but his expression was still displeased.

But seeing her well-behaved appearance, he didn't say anything, just picked up his glass and drank.

Ning Zhixi was an extremely smart person, and he instantly noticed that the atmosphere between the two had changed.

Looking at Lu Qingchen's face again, it was obvious that he was unhappy.

As a psychiatrist, she still has this judgment.

Is it because of the message that Song Xingran received just now?

Ning Tongxi bent her lips to break the delicate atmosphere: "I don't know if Miss Song is not interested in classical music, my friend gave me two tickets, and I want to invite Miss Song to listen to it." ”

Song Xingran raised his eyebrows: "When?" ”

"Tomorrow night."

"Yes." Song Xingran agreed very happily.

Although she wasn't really interested in classical music or anything, she ...... Everyone is so strong about it.

She can't go if she doesn't.

It's too stingy to seem like you.

This meal, Song Xingran ate quite well, if you ignore the cold eyes of her brother Lu.

Lu Qingchen was obviously angry.

Song Xingran could see it.

Because after he finished his lunch and carried her back to his room, he went straight to the study.

Halfway through, I didn't say a word to her.

Song Xingran was a little angry.

She went to Qi Mo to investigate the truth, didn't he acquiesce in this matter?

Why are you still angry here?

Cheapskate.

Song Xingran was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and Guan Ning sent a text message: "Baby, the time for the magazine shooting is scheduled for the morning after tomorrow." This time, I asked clearly, and it was the newcomer to the girl group who was filming with you. ”

Okay, as long as it's not Tang Qu, it's OK.

It's not that she's afraid of that Tang Qu, she just thinks that meeting her at work is a waste of time.

Clicking on Weibo, Tang Qu's studio has already issued a statement.

said that Tang Qu didn't play a big name, and communicated normally, but his tone was a little rushed.

For those who maliciously spread rumors, a lawyer's letter will be issued to warn.

Netizens immediately became angry.

Mr. Jiang Duxiu: Yo yo yo, the lawyer's letter warns you (white eyes)

Three points of heat: When netizens are stupid? It's clear in the video......

The old king who eats melons: Miss Tang really has the ability, and the black can be said to be white.

Looking at the comments of netizens, the corners of Song Xingran's mouth hooked.

Tang Qu is also stupid, I don't know how to ask a powerful public relations team.

Of course, she deserves it.

She didn't need to do anything at all.

Song Xingran clicked on WeChat, and this time, without hesitation, he directly passed Qi Mo's friend request.

She knew exactly what she was doing, and she wanted to test her guesses.

Den.

Lu Qingchen sat on the chair, and Xiao Yang stood in front of him.

The formulaic report said: "Miss Song has indeed gone to see Qi Mo. ”

"Sir, are you really not going to make a move?"

Qi Mo didn't care, he didn't pose much of a threat, but that Zhongliu, he really came back to take revenge.

The purpose is very clear, that is, I want Mr.'s life.

Lu Qingchen's thin lips pursed into a straight line, and he looked at the documents on the table nonchalantly.

"Then let's play with them."

This gamble has already begun, although he is the one who bets, but the one who makes the decision is his dye.

As for that Qi Mo......

He believed that his dyeing was no longer the simple and easy little girl he was back then.

Thinking of her delicate little face, Lu Qingchen stood up and walked towards the room.

Xiao Yang also went out and took out his mobile phone to send a text message to Zhang Rong.

"Your information is wrong, where is the trouble between Mr. and Miss Song?"

"Sir's mood isn't bad."

Zhang Rong: "Didn't Mr. have a cold face when he was eating?" ”

"I'm very simple, don't lie to me."

"And Brother Yang, I'm dating now, don't bother me."

Xiao Yang: "......" single dogs don't deserve to chat, right?

When Lu Qingchen came in, Song Xingran was playing mahjong with Qin Xiaoqi.

I invited two more friends.

Qin Xiaoqi's luck today is particularly good, and he touches himself when he returns.

Song Xing sent a message to the past: "The love field is frustrated, and the God of Wealth is coming." You don't lose anything. ”

Qin Xiaoqi: "......"

"Don't mention Su Jingcheng to me, whoever mentions me is in a hurry!"

╭(╯^╰)╮

Song Xingran: "......"

Seeing her reply, Song Xingran couldn't hold back and laughed.

This girl is so stupid, she didn't mention Su Jingcheng!

Isn't this self-defeating?

Lu Qingchen saw her smiling happily, and he didn't have the consciousness to reflect on making a mistake at all.

He walked up to her and snatched her phone.

Song Xingran: !!

"You give it back to me, it's time for me to play my cards."

Lu Qingchen didn't care, sat next to him, pointed a card with his slender and good-looking fingers, and played it.

Song Xingran pouted: "I can do it myself." ”

What is Mr. Lu doing?

Isn't he angry?

What's the matter of snatching her phone out of the blue?

Lu Qingchen glanced at her sideways and pinched her cheek with one hand.

"I'll fight for you."

Song Xingran puffed out his cheeks and was about to refuse.

Suddenly, a large golden text appeared on the screen.

Wildly.

Self-Drawing???

Is Lu Qingchen's luck so good?

"How many more rounds will you play?"

She looked at him with anticipation in her pretty eyes.

Lu Qingchen lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips.

The voice was hoarse and low: "You agreed?" ”

Song Xingran blinked, a little unclear.

"What?"

"Friend Request." The man's tone was indifferent, and he couldn't hear joy, anger, sorrow, or joy.

Song Xingran didn't hide it, and muttered, "You agreed." ”

Regarding Qi Mo's matter, he obviously acquiesced, but he was still angry.

It's not cute at all.

Lu Qingchen took the little girl beside him into his arms and bit her earlobe.

"This is the punishment for disobedience."

Indeed, he acquiesced.

Song Xingran shrank back, and suddenly, he bit on his chin.

"It's a punishment for being stingy." Cheapskate.

Lu Qingchen smiled.

One hand pressed her little head against her chest.

The voice was low and gentle: "Listen, it beats for you." ”

Song Xingran was stunned.

Then, the man's hoarse voice sounded again.

"So, don't let it down."

In his tone, there was a faint pleading.

Yes, after disappointment, there is the abyss of depravity, which is boundless, and can only be like a madman, towards death.

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Hu Li painted his fingernails and asked leisurely: "You mean, Song Xingran met a person named Qi Mo?" ”

"And that person still has some relationship with Song Xingran?"

The man standing in front of her nodded: "Yes, according to my investigation for so many days, that Qi Mo should have died, and for some reason, he suddenly appeared again." ”

Hu Li's fingertips moved, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer.

"Check it, check his relationship with Song Xingran."

This person came at a good time.

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There's also a more ha, it's a little hard to write, and I don't know when I'll get it, so let's see it during the day

(End of chapter)