Shining Stars: First Producer

There was silence between the two for a while, and Song Moran suddenly asked, "Are you two familiar?"

"Who?" Lu Cheng, who was planning to go forward, stopped, and turned to look at him in a daze.

"Bai Xiaofei," Song Moran said, walking slowly in front of Lu Cheng.

Finding nothing wrong, Lu Cheng answered without thinking, "Of course! We are good friends!"

Song Moran's eyes became deeper and deeper, he fixedly looked at Lu Cheng who was smiling all over his face, and did not speak.

"What's wrong with you?" Finally feeling the extraordinary aura coming from Song Moran, Lu Cheng licked his lips and asked weakly.

Song Moran shook his head, passed her and walked outside.

He couldn't say that he felt that the relationship between the two of them was too close, which made him feel uncomfortable.

The person who was left in place shrugged, looked at the hem of his clothes that he swept over his legs, and followed him for some unknown reason.

In the following time, Song Moran was not in a good mood, even though he had always looked expressionless, Lu Cheng still believed in the inexplicable thoughts in his heart.

The depressing time seemed to have passed for a long time, until the sun passed them and fell straight to the west.

Under the much warmer sunlight, people seemed to be shrouded in a warm yellow, which imperceptibly weakened the air-conditioning around Song Moran's body.

"You," Lu Cheng reached out and grabbed the hem of Song Moran's clothes, and asked, "Are you angry? Because I rejected you?"

That hand was white and smooth, without much strength, but Song Moran involuntarily stopped because of the obstacle that he could break free so easily.

He was afraid that he would accidentally hurt Lu Cheng while continuing to walk, even though he felt that she was not so fragile, Song Moran didn't even want to have the slightest possibility.

Soon, he heard a puzzling, weak voice behind him, and his mandible tightened involuntarily.

It seemed that it took a long time for Song Moran to relax slowly, but the frown still remained, as if it was an inescapable mark on his face.

"No." Song Moran replied calmly.

"You lied," Lu Cheng slowly turned from behind him in front of him, looking at Song Moran with eyes full of accusations.

Song Moran stared at her without speaking, his deep eyes kept falling on her face and body.

Lu Cheng didn't seem to notice where Song Moran's eyes fell, and raised her hand to lightly place it between his eyebrows, but finally landed on his tall nose.

Feeling the sudden extra weight on his nose, Song Muran's brain that was constantly running stopped for a moment.

He didn't know what Lu Cheng meant, and when he looked down and saw Lu Cheng's eyes full of grief and indignation, he suddenly understood.

With a quick smile in his eyes, Song Moran bent his knees and squatted down to facilitate Lu Cheng's movements.

Lu Cheng watched helplessly as her hand moved slowly across Song Moran's face, and finally landed between her brows that had been relaxed for a long time.

Looking away slowly, Lu Cheng saw Song Moran's smiling eyes, blinked dully, and finally stroked his face casually with his hand, and retracted it as if nothing had happened.

After completing this series of actions, Lu Cheng silently turned around and walked forward. The moment he turned his back, his cheeks slammed like they were on fire.

Looking from where Song Moran was, all he could see was Lucheng's crystal clear ruddy auricles. Under the sunlight, even the fine fluff on them were clearly visible.

Standing up in a leisurely manner, Song Moran had long forgotten those emotions just now.

"Is this what you wanted to do just now?" You asked in difficulty, as if even the voice was tinged with warmth.

The heat on Lu Cheng's face, which had been calmed down, rose again, and it was even more aggressive than last time, making it impossible to ignore.

Turning around sharply, Lu Cheng glared at Song Moran fiercely, and said, "Why do I tell you what I want to do!"

Although in her heart, her behavior was ferocious enough, but in Song Moran's eyes, she looked like a kitten trying to maintain its ferocious appearance.

It looks like it is about to give you a vicious paw, but what lands on you in the end is the soft pad that hides all the nails.

Restraining the smile on his face, Song Moran coughed dryly on his face, and dotingly followed her words, "Don't tell."

"Hmph," Lu Cheng raised her hand and chin, and snorted coldly, trying her best to ignore the smile in Song Moran's eyes, which could hardly be contained, and turned around.

Because of the oolong incident this time, after Lu Cheng returned home, he began to search for his high-heeled shoes.

It wasn't until very late that she had to admit that the only high-heeled shoes she had were the ones given to her by Song Moran.

"Oh," Lu Cheng sighed as she sat beside her.

At the same time, in the room where Lu Cheng lived for a short time, Song Moran was on the phone expressionlessly.

"Have you found what I asked for last time?" He said, but his eyes never left a small decoration on the table.

A little girl in a sky blue dress, a straw hat with a big brim on her head, and a small basket in her hand.

The little girl didn't know if she suddenly remembered something or heard someone calling her behind her, and the way she looked back and smiled seemed to be mixed with sunshine.

It is obviously a decoration that women like, and it is incompatible with the commercial and tough decoration style in the study.

This was something that Lu Cheng forgot to take with her when she left, but Song Moran had no intention of sending it back to her.

Song Moran didn't know what he heard, but Song Moran's calm expression suddenly sank.

He reached out and pinched the little girl made of ceramics, the cold feeling suppressed his unsteady thoughts.

"If you can't find anything, then continue to search," Song Moran said coldly, "Come and tell me when you find out about Lin Lance's background."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to hang up the phone, but his finger fell halfway, and he suddenly remembered something, and continued to speak angrily, "You check Bai Xiaofei, the key point is whether there is anything between him and Lu Cheng Give me other origins tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Song Moran didn't listen to the sighing voice from the opposite side, and hung up the phone directly.

When he was in the art museum today, he noticed Bai Xiaofei's eyes looking at Lu Cheng, which were deep and seemed to contain countless secrets, such eyes made him a little bit unconvinced that there was no other entanglement between the two of them.

Song Moran lowered his eyes as if he could still smell someone else's breath in the empty study room.