Song Xingran: "......"

Well?

It's easy to misunderstand, huh?

It's easy to get your imagination flowing.

Thought it was the beginning of something?

However, Song Xingran felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Lu Qingchen today.

I always feel that there is something strange in the way she looks at her.

was held tightly by the man all the time, and Song Xingran couldn't see the expression on his face.

I only noticed that he was quiet.

"Lu Qingchen, what's wrong with you?"

Her voice softened unconsciously, and she asked worriedly.

Lu Qingchen still didn't speak and let go of her.

Suddenly, he took her hand and walked upstairs.

Song Xingran had been living in Lu Qingchen's room before, and Lu Qingchen was driven by her to sleep in the guest room.

Looking at his tired look, Song Xingran suddenly felt that he was too much?

Lu Qingchen has a habit of cleanliness, maybe he still recognizes the bed?

She occupied his bed, he didn't rest well, and naturally his spirit would not be good, and his spirit was not good......

Then the consequences are serious.

That's a lot of money to lose.

Song Xing saw red banknotes flying in front of his eyes in an instant......

"You ......"

She opened her mouth to say something, but saw the man stop suddenly.

Just outside the door.

looked at her and asked aloud, "What do you want to say?" ”

Song Xingran the words to his lips, and he was embarrassed to say them.

Instead, he changed the subject, pointed to the door, and said, "Aren't you going in?" ”

This is your room.

"I still have something to deal with."

"If you're hungry, go down and eat first."

With that, he turned and walked towards the study.

Watching his tall back gradually disappear from his sight, Song Xingran's good-looking brows tightened.

What's the fat thing?

What's going on?

Lu Qingchen looked a little lonely and sad?

Song Xingran opened the door and just sat on the small sofa in the room when he received a WeChat message.

It was sent by a friend of Yundu.

Sweet Orange: "Hoshizome, are you free next Saturday?" ”

Mu Xiaocheng?

Song Xingran quickly replied to the message: "There should be, there is no announcement for the time being." ”

As soon as she replied, she saw Mu Xiaocheng send her an electronic invitation.

Little Orange: "You must come to my wedding with Ji Huaishen next Saturday." ”

Wedding?!

I always feel like this guy is so happy.

Song Xingran: "It must be der." ”

Song Xingran: "By the way, you should have more experience, I want to ask you a question." ”

"Why are men sometimes inexplicably depressed?"

Sweet Orange: "Haven't you heard of it?" Men also have those days. ”

"If you exclude the physical, it's psychological. Are you upsetting your husband? ”

"Alas...... Xing Dye, how can you be willing to give up four years of pinching such a handsome and attractive man? ”

"Are you bullying him again?"

Song Xingran: "......"

Can she bully Lu Qingchen? exm？

Song Xingran: "He has always bullied me, okay?" Angry JPG. ”

Sweet Orange: "(#^.^#) Hey, brother, I understand." ”

"It must be that the jade is not satisfied."

Song Xingran: "......"

She seemed to be able to imagine Mu Xiaocheng holding her mobile phone and smiling obscenely.

Since this woman fell in love, she has completely let go of herself and has become more and more dirty.

That's all day long......

Song Xingran: "Goodbye, my mother doesn't allow me to play with impure people. ”

After exiting WeChat, Song Xingran felt a little irritable.

She suddenly found that she knew very little about Lu Qingchen.

In addition to his shortcomings, he is domineering and strong, does not like to talk, and is dull and straight...... The others really don't know anything.

Song Xingran opened the door and went downstairs with a heavy heart.

Aunt Fang saw her coming down, and said softly, "Miss Song, are you uncomfortable?" ”

The face is very bad.

Song Xingran sat at the dining table, holding his chin with one hand.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked at Aunt Fang, who was busy: "Aunt Fang, did something happen today?" ”

"I feel that Lu Qingchen is weird."

When Aunt Fang heard Song Xingran ask, she stopped what she was doing, thought for a while, and said, "There's nothing special." ”

"Oh, by the way, today is the death day of the young master's father."

Hearing Aunt Fang's answer, Song Xingran suddenly realized.

July 6 is the death day of Lu Qingchen's father.

However, Lu Qingchen would not be like this in the past.

While pouring tea for Song Xing, Aunt Fang said, "I heard Assistant Xiao say that the woman called again today." ”

The woman refers to......

Lu Qingchen's mother?

Aunt Fang put down the teapot in her hand and began to fiddle with the fruit again.

"When I was still in the Lu family's old mansion before, that woman would call every year. The old man hated her very much, saying that she was just a fake and wanted money. ”

"The old man gave her a large sum of money before, and she took the money to go abroad and find someone to marry. Maybe it's not going well now. ”

"A woman like her deserves it."

"I couldn't bear the loneliness at the beginning, so I left the young master who was only six years old and left, and now I regret it, it's over."

Aunt Fang is also a temperamental, and the more she talks, the more excited she becomes, and she almost scolds people.

It is also the old man of the Lu family who has a good temper, and she is the biological mother of the two young masters, so she is not touched.

Song Xingran cupped his cheeks and looked at the teacup in front of him blankly.

The repeated heat formed a small puff of white smoke and burst out.

She stared at the thing.

Lu Qingchen never talked to her about his family.

She didn't know anything except Old Man Lu.

In the more than a year that the two were together, she only remembered that he was very strong and possessive, and she never took the initiative to understand everything about him.

It's just that back then, when I was chasing him, I took the initiative to understand his basic information and basic preferences.

At this moment, there was a familiar sound of footsteps behind him.

Song Xingran turned around and saw Lu Qingchen in a black shirt standing behind him.

His face was grim, the buttons of his shirt were still meticulously buttoned, and his inky black eyes looked at her deeply.

Nothing out of the ordinary looks like.

Okay?

Song Xingran took the initiative to pull away the chair next to him, and his voice was soft and sweet: "Sit." ”

As he spoke, he patted it with his hand.

Lu Qingchen's eyes flashed slightly, this seemed to be her first time...... Do not exclude him.

He stepped out of his slender legs, approached her, and sat down in his chair.

Song Xingran took an apple from the fruit bowl, shook it and said, "Do you eat apples?" I'll cut it for you. ”

Lu Qingchen's eyes darkened, and suddenly, he pulled her into his arms.

The voice was hoarse and low: "Why did you suddenly please me?" ”

Please?

Song Xingran blinked?

"Boss, isn't your language very good?"

"Is this called flattery?"

"It's clearly caring."

Hearing the word concern, Lu Qingchen's body was slightly stunned.

She's ...... Concerned about him?

My heart softened, and I couldn't help but say it, and kissed her on the lips.