Shining Stars: First Producer

Although Lu Cheng didn't hear Bai Xiaofei's complex emotions buried deep in his tone, he could tell from the surface that he probably misunderstood something.

With a helpless sigh, Lu Cheng explained, "The relationship between the boss and the staff, it rained today, so he sent me back."

Although Song Moran gave her a car, but because it was too flamboyant, she never bothered to drive it except when she was going for a drive.

After explaining himself, Lu Cheng could hear Bai Xiaofei's purposefully amplified relieved voice, and felt a little funny in his heart, rolled his eyes and said maliciously, "Although our relationship is very simple now, we can talk about it in the future." No more."

She said this just for ridicule, how could she have thought that it would become a reality in the near future.

Bai Xiaofei's reaction did not disappoint Lu Cheng, he jumped up cleverly, looked at Lu Cheng with burning eyes, and asked, "Do you like him?"

Seeing Bai Xiaofei obviously taking it seriously, Lu Cheng's heart trembled, and he quickly explained and comforted him, "I don't like it, I was just joking."

Seeing Lu Cheng's swearing, Bai Xiaofei sat down slowly, with a slightly wrong expression.

Feeling the atmosphere that gradually became a little strange after the two of them, Lu Cheng rarely regretted that he shouldn't have watched that joke just now.

She lowered her head and cautiously looked at Bai Xiaofei who didn't know what she was thinking with the end of her eyes. She hesitated in her heart and didn't know what to say.

Although the two of them were friends, but Bai Xiaofei's reaction to this matter made her flustered, and she always felt that something was out of control.

After a stalemate like this for a while, the kitchen slowly began to have a tempting fragrance floating over, provoking everyone's sense of smell.

"Zhenxiang, what did you do?" Bai Xiaofei asked with a smile, as if the silence between the two had never happened before.

Although Lu Cheng was still a little awkward, but when Bai Xiaofei took the initiative to adjust the atmosphere, she was embarrassed to keep a straight face, and slowly smiled.

"It's just ordinary porridge," Lu Cheng said, looking at Bai Xiaofei's salivating gaze, he hesitated to ask, "Do you want to try it?"

"Of course!" Bai Xiaofei nodded without thinking, looking at the kitchen very eagerly.

Lu Cheng pursed her lips, and walked into the kitchen with deep steps.

For some reason, she always felt awkward cooking for someone who wasn't a family member. This time was probably an exception.

Of course, Bai Xiaofei didn't know anything about Lu Cheng's careful thoughts. Before the two separated, they were half-grown children, and Lu Cheng didn't know how to cook at all.

He automatically and consciously sat down at the table, obediently waiting for Lu Cheng's arrival.

White fungus and lotus seeds are added to the porridge, and the rising hot air rushes into the nose, which is a sweet fragrance.

Bai Xiaofei couldn't wait to put them into his mouth, the white fungus and lotus seeds melted into another fragrance in his mouth, he exclaimed in a vague way, "Delicious!"

Lu Cheng's mood has improved a lot after the self-adjustment just now, seeing Bai Xiaofei's exaggerated movements, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Eat slowly," she said, but she couldn't help but wonder, is it really so delicious?

Could it be that his craft has improved?Lucheng was a little excited, but the same taste in his mouth suppressed the excitement again.

After eating and drinking, Bai Xiaofei sat on the chair with a relaxed expression.

Seeing his satiated look, Lu Cheng couldn't help feeling a little satisfied.

No matter who does what, they always think of getting approval from others, and Lucheng is no exception.

"Your craftsmanship is really great," Bai Xiaofei said, with a sincere tone and full of emotion.

But Lu Cheng has no reaction. The first time I heard the same words, I was moved, the second time I heard a little feeling, and the third time I barely moved my eyes, but when I don’t know how many times I heard it, all the emotion have become indifferent.

"I don't know when I will be able to eat the food you cooked again," Bai Xiaofei said, his eyes were full of anticipation as he sneaked over.

Lu Cheng's face changed, he looked a little embarrassed, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Bai Xiaofei was a little disappointed, but he changed the subject in a considerate manner, "You can come to my house next time when you are free, and I will cook my best dishes for you to eat."

He said it indifferently, but Lu Cheng couldn't help being a little surprised, "So you know how to cook?"

"Of course!" Bai Xiaofei was a little proud, his little tiger teeth showing.

While the two were talking, Song Moran was about to face a huge challenge on the other side.

He sat in the car quietly with his eyes closed, and he didn't even notice that the route Uncle He was walking was not going back to his small villa in the city center, but to the old house.

When Uncle He was driving quietly, he occasionally looked at Song Moran through the rearview mirror with loving eyes.

"Master, we're here," Uncle He said softly when the car stopped quietly.

Song Moran opened his eyes, his eyes were full of clarity, he just glanced to the side and knew where it was.

"Uncle He," Song Moran said in a helpless tone, but he didn't intend to blame him for making his own decisions.

"Master, this is Madam's meaning." Uncle He shrugged, looking at Song Moran with an innocent expression.

Song Moran quietly accepted this explanation, took a deep breath, and planned to face his troublesome mother.

It was getting late at night, but the old house full of historical atmosphere and connotation was still brightly lit. Everyone from the master to the servants was smiling, as if they hadn't noticed the sky outside at all.

"Mom," Song Moran shouted, and walked in slowly.

Mother Song saw that Song Moran changed her disgusted look, she quickly reached out her hand, and said with a smile, "I heard that you have someone around you recently?"

Song Moran stopped at the same place all of a sudden, rubbed his forehead with some headaches, looked at his mother's face eager to try, and asked, "Mom, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Song's mother curled her lips, she was sure that there was something wrong with Song Muran, she sighed, and said pretending to be sad, "I can't help my mother."

Song Moran sat beside him expressionlessly, waiting for his mother's drama addiction to pass.

No matter how much you like to play, there is a stern-faced and uncooperative person next to you. I believe no one can play, and Song's mother is exactly like this.

I feel a little miss after not seeing each other for a long time, and when I meet two people, I will dislike each other within a few words.

She looked at Song Moran dissatisfied, and waved her hands irritably, "Forget it, I was overthinking it. It's strange that you can catch up with girls with your temper. You'd better go upstairs to rest."