Shining Stars: First Producer

"Are you in a hurry?" Song Moran asked softly as he walked forward.

His eyes were soft when he spoke, as if he regarded Lu Cheng as a child who had become sensitive and fragile because of waiting too long.

Being watched by such eyes, Lu Cheng's heart trembled slightly, and her cheeks felt a little inexplicably hot.

"No," she said softly, shaking her head, her casual half-sitting posture moved and became much more serious.

Song Moran nodded and continued to walk forward. The small lounge seemed to be filled with his aura.

"Don't go any further," Lu Cheng finally said unbearably when there was still a step between the two of them.

Song Moran's relaxed and casual attitude slowly changed. He stopped and looked at Lu Cheng fixedly. After a while, he asked, "Why?"

The tone was obviously very normal, but Lu Cheng was inexplicably guilty.

Lu Cheng unconsciously licked his dry lips, lowered his head, and carefully explained, "You're too close to me, I'm a little nervous."

Song Moran's eyes changed with what she said, and finally settled down. His pupils, which were slightly darker than others, seemed to be lit up by something.

"Then I won't get any closer," Song Moran said in a calm tone, his slightly upbeat tone revealed his current good mood.

Lu Cheng's slender fingers pinched the inner side of her arm, and there was a prickling pain and a circle of redness, but it seemed that only pain could restrain the blush that was spreading on her face.

There was a bright red at the end of the eyes, and Lu Cheng only looked at him with those moist, wet eyes, and seemed to be muttering something in his mouth.

Song Moran benefited from such eyes, but he couldn't hear what Lu Cheng said clearly, so he asked, "What did you just say?"

"I didn't say anything," Lu Cheng hurriedly waved his hands, his face turned red like a tomato, which seemed to imply that there was no 300 taels of silver here.

Song Moran squinted his eyes and looked at the past, his eyes gradually filled with disbelief.

Lu Cheng didn't care whether she believed it or not, her slightly curved waist straightened up, and her face was full of righteousness and confidence.

Seeing her like this, a smile flashed across Song Moran's eyes quickly, but soon his eyes slowly changed.

Lu Cheng could feel his gaze fixed on a spot on his arm, and his expression gradually became serious.

Lowering her head for some unknown reason, Lu Cheng saw the glaring redness on that fair skin, and then remembered what she had just done, and put down her hand a little embarrassedly.

Just as she was about to explain, she heard Song Moran ask in a calm voice, "What's the matter?"

When he spoke, his eyes became more gloomy, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and the aura around him became more and more domineering.

Lu Cheng pursed her lips and shook her head gently, put her arms behind her back, and explained, "It's nothing, I accidentally touched it just now."

Song Moran carefully observed her expression, and didn't find anything strange for a while, so he accepted the explanation with some dissatisfaction.

But his gaze still followed Lu Cheng's arm, and the scene he just saw was still circulating in front of his eyes.

Lucheng's fair skin makes the spreading red even more serious. The combination of red and white is quite shocking.

It was the first time he violated what he had promised, Song Moran took two steps forward with a straight face, and lightly picked up Lu Cheng's hand behind his back.

The too close distance exposed the purple blood on Lu Cheng's skin to Song Moran's eyes, and the arm he was holding was even thinner, as if it would break if he folded it.

Song Moran couldn't help tightening his fingers, and it took a long time before he said with some difficulty, "Be careful in the future."

As he spoke, he let go of Lu Cheng's unbelievable and surprised eyes, turned around and walked outside.

The back of the person in front of him walked without hesitation, as if he didn't care about the person behind him at all.

Under such circumstances, the skin he touched just now seemed to be burning, and there was a dense pain in the place where there was no feeling at first.

"Did this person just leave like this?" Lu Cheng murmured a little aggrieved, her lips were bitten, and there was some crystal whiteness between her lips.

No one could answer her, and Song Moran in the office didn't know that Lu Cheng was thinking about herself in this way.

"Bring some medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis," Song Moran dialed the phone, and ordered a little irritably.

Assistant Song didn't know what happened, and was hung up when he was about to ask in detail.

Doubt and worry intertwined between his brows, and he looked a bit downcast. He hurriedly prepared the things Song Moran wanted, and Assistant Song hurried upstairs.

Upstairs, Song Moran returned to the lounge after giving his orders, but what he didn't expect was that after he opened the door, he saw Lu Cheng's eyes full of grievances.

He didn't miss the momentary change in Lu Cheng's eyes after he saw himself pushing the door, the extra light seemed to be a surprise for writing.

The slightly hurried footsteps stopped, and Song Muran's eyes sank, and he said, "Why are you so surprised? Do you think I won't come back after I go out?"

He was usually calm and rarely said such questioning words, but now he blurted out involuntarily.

If Song Moran was a little uncertain at the beginning, but after he saw Lu Cheng's lowering head involuntarily, everything became clear.

The aura around her was getting stronger and stronger, but Song Moran's eyes on Lu Cheng were gradually surrounded by disappointment.

"Am I such a person in your heart?" Song Moran said in a deep voice without waiting for Lu Cheng's answer.

"No!" Seemingly aware of something, Lu Cheng raised her lowered head and said anxiously looking at Song Moran.

Because of the tight movements, Lu Cheng's hair that originally fell on both sides of his cheeks suddenly floated up, and then slowly fell down.

Song Moran looked at her expressionlessly, without saying a word, the temperature around him seemed to have stopped.

After realizing this, the corners of Lu Cheng's mouth couldn't help but twitch a smile, full of gratitude and excitement.

"I didn't think you were such a person," Lu Cheng said, looking at Song Moran with clear eyes without blinking.

"It's just that you left without saying a word just now, which made me misunderstand," Lu Cheng continued.

If it is said that Song Moran's mood slowly began to ease, after hearing this sentence, the relaxed facial muscles became stiff again.

"You still misunderstood," Song Moran pointed out, speaking stiffly, and his expression was the same.

Lu Cheng blinked and didn't speak, looking very innocent.