Shining Stars: First Producer

Although Lu Cheng's actions at the door were not very obvious, everything in a place where people come and go is easily exposed.

"Look at this man," someone next to him happened to see this scene, and couldn't help pointing at Lu Cheng.

"How could she think of returning the salute to that person?" Her friend spoke from the side, her voice was a bit shrill, and it fell into Lu Cheng's ears, making her frown uncontrollably.

The two people probably didn't know that what they said secretly was heard clearly by the person concerned, and their mouths were still opening and closing.

"Who knows, but it's really embarrassing, and it also hurt the handsome guy next to her."

"That man looks really good-looking, and he must be a rich man from the looks of his clothes."

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Lu Cheng listened expressionlessly to their topic shifting from herself to Song Moran, her eyes gradually became a little complicated.

Listening to their more ambiguous adjectives for Song Moran, Lu Cheng couldn't help shaking her shoulders, feeling like goose bumps all over her body.

She has been with Song Moran for so long, and she has never used those adjectives on him.

Couldn't help turning her head, Lu Cheng carefully looked at Song Moran, from facial features to attire, after studying for a while, Lu Cheng nodded solemnly, "There is nothing wrong with what they said."

"What?" Song Moran asked with some doubts. He indulged Lu Cheng's sizing eyes on him and enjoyed it a little, but he couldn't help being curious about the endless words in her mouth.

"It's nothing!" Realizing that he had actually spoken out what was thinking in his mind, Lu Cheng's face turned red all of a sudden, and he waved his hand and said.

She kept emphasizing that the words just now were nonsense, but the performance of 300 taels of silver here made Song Moran even more curious.

But more important than curiosity is Lu Cheng's mood, Song Moran pursed his lips, decided to respect her, and didn't ask further.

Secretly heaving a sigh of relief in her heart, Lu Cheng pulled Song Moran's wrist and walked inside without thinking.

In such a tense situation, Lu Cheng actually forgot the gossip those two people said to her, and when she remembered it later, she had no intention of going back to pursue it.

Not knowing that they escaped a catastrophe, the two started chatting about other things.

They are the ones that Lu Cheng completely thinks of, and it seems that all the time in their lives they are talking about the messy things they see or hear.

Enjoy the eyes of others because of the words you say, but you don't know the word "wrong from the mouth".

Lu Cheng walked all the way to the innermost point before slowly stopping, and it was only now that she realized that she had been holding Song Moran's hand.

Heart tightened for a moment, Lu Cheng quickly let go of her hand, and said with some embarrassment, "I didn't mean it."

Feeling that the temperature on her wrist disappeared quickly, Song Moran's fingers tightened tightly, barely suppressing his urge to pull her hand over and put it on his wrist.

"Yeah." Song Moran said, making Lu Cheng a little confused.

What does "um" mean?Lu Cheng didn't know, she frowned and put the matter behind her mind, and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

Most of the shops around here are clothing, big or cheap, and the dazzling array of designs is dizzying.

"Miss, do you want to come in and take a look?" Someone greeted her, his eyes fell on the dress she was wearing, his eyes became brighter and his attitude became more and more earnest.

There was no purpose in the first place, Lu Cheng turned his head to ask Song Moran's thoughts, his eyes were moist, and looked even more precious under the light.

"You decide," Song Moran said, walking slowly behind Lu Cheng, proving what he said with his actual actions.

Lu Cheng froze for a moment, the disbelief on his face couldn't be concealed.

"You mean you're following me?" Lu Cheng asked word by word, her mouth was a little dry, and she couldn't help licking her lips with the tip of her tongue.

Song Moran nodded, he looked much younger with restrained coldness all over his body, and the way he nodded was a little more cute.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Cheng straightened his shoulders and walked into the shop, his fingers holding the hem of the long skirt turned white from the force.

Song Moran was looking at him from behind, as long as he thought of this sentence, Lu Cheng would involuntarily maintain his most beautiful posture.

Such thoughts naturally appeared in his heart, and Lu Cheng didn't even react to ask why he had such thoughts.

After arriving at the store, Song Moran sat down on the resting place next to him spontaneously, and looked at Lucheng intently.

Unlike the person next to him who was also waiting, even though Song Moran was sitting on the soft sofa, he sat upright meticulously, like a most rigid old pedant.

It's a world of difference from the crooked person next to him, whose hair has been carefully dyed with a few strands of blue-purple.

The person next to him had a magazine in his hand and flipped through it casually, but suddenly felt a shadow on his body. He paused, threw the magazine aside casually, turned around and smiled, and wanted to start a conversation.

But before he could say anything, the first thing he saw was Song Moran's suit and leather shoes and his meticulous sitting posture, and he immediately lost interest in talking.

"I hate this kind of person the most," he frowned, and pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth. He sat down obediently, picked up the magazine that he had thrown down randomly, and placed it on his head. Decided to be out of sight, out of mind.

After all, there is always no way to get along well with the dude who is eating and waiting to die and the kid next door who is struggling.

Unaware of the messy and extremely active thoughts in the mind of the person next to him after seeing his side, Song Moran still looked at Lucheng seriously.

"I don't know what color you like?" The shopping guide followed behind Lu Cheng and asked with a smile on his face.

"Be more elegant," Lu Cheng looked around and replied softly.

"Do you like it?" The shopping guide thought for a while, walked straight in one direction, and brought a piece of clothing over after a while.

The apricot fabric, precisely cut, looks like a nice piece of clothing.

Lu Cheng's eyes lit up, and she took it with her hand, the smooth feel made her even more fond of it.

"You can give it a try," the shopping guide suggested just right, with excellent skill in observing words and expressions.

Sure enough, Lu Cheng smiled and nodded, and walked towards the direction she pointed.

It's just that the long words are troublesome when walking, she couldn't help frowning.