Shining Stars: First Producer

"Can I leave?" Looking at the thin arm controlling her, Lu Cheng asked coldly.

The doubts in Song Moran's heart were not answered, but piled up more, but before he had time to think, he instinctively felt that something was wrong with Lucheng's current state.

Frowning, Song Moran didn't do what he wished, but instead tightened his arms that had been loosened a little bit, expressing his heart with definite actions.

But he didn't know that his performance made Lu Cheng feel even more desolate.

Lu Cheng pursed her lips tightly, without saying a word, trying to suppress the choked sobs in her throat with such actions.

But she forgot that after everything was suppressed, what she got was only a temporary calm, and one day it would explode.

Responding to silence again, Song Moran frowned even tighter, he let go of one hand and put it next to Lu Cheng's cheek, trying to completely cover up all of Lu Cheng's expressions that were chaotic and falling down. Hair pulled back.

But halfway through his hand, Lu Cheng's uncontrollable sobbing made him stop, and the first thing that came to his mind was bewilderment.

How ridiculous, when he took over a crumbling company when he was young, and faced enemies like wolves and tigers around him, he never felt this way when he was besieged on all sides.

But today, just because of Lu Cheng's sob, a tear made him forget everything easily.

It was also at this moment today that Song Moran really understood why the things that were written down in the books happened.

My mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts, and the complicated thoughts were slowly filtered, and finally only one sentence was left in my heart.

"She's crying," Song Moran thought, feeling distressed in his heart, and with a force in his hand, he overbearingly turned Lu Cheng over and faced himself.

Because of the fact that he couldn't hold back his sobs, Lu Cheng and himself were sulking, and had no defense against Song Moran's actions at all.

Raising his hand to press Lu Cheng to his chest, Song Moran sighed, and said helplessly, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Moran's voice was soft, and it didn't sound like his usual expressionless and sarcastic voice.

Listening to such a voice, Lu Cheng's tears flowed more and more smoothly.

Because of all the things that Song Moran did that made Lu Cheng soft-hearted and touched, after she regained her senses, she couldn't help but think about other messy things.

Had he treated others like this before?Will there be someone before me who enjoys all the tenderness and love of Song Moran? ...

Various thoughts were mixed in his mind, Lu Cheng rubbed against Song Moran's chest angrily, and asked involuntarily, "Is there such a person before?"

It was also an endless question, but Song Moran quickly went through all the things of the day in his mind, and he suddenly understood what Lu Cheng meant.

His complexion suddenly darkened, and Song Moran said in a deep voice, "Is this the reason why you have been so out of your mind these days?"

Song Moran looked at Lu Cheng with dangerous eyes, as if as long as she nodded, he would be unable to control the tyranny in his heart.

Lu Cheng raised her head sobbing, her almond eyes were truly watery, and the reflections of her eyelashes were imprinted in her pupils, as if there were circles of ripples.

The circle around the eyes is red, and the faint pink color suddenly intensifies at the end of the eyes. A touch of deep red brings a completely different temperament to Lucheng.

"Well," Lu Cheng nodded honestly, as if she didn't see the instant change in Song Moran's face, she continued, "I don't know what kind of person I am."

Lu Cheng said that there was a momentary change in mood, and she quickly lowered her head to cover it up, but the moment when tears welled up was still fully caught by Song Moran's eyes.

Song Moran, who had originally made up his mind to give Lu Cheng a cold shoulder because of those words, softened his heart in such an instant.

With a long sigh, Song Moran stretched out his hand and pinched Lu Cheng's chin forcefully, making her face him.

Seeing how she didn't look at him, Song Moran's expression sank, and he said, "Look up."

His voice was calm, Lu Cheng couldn't hear anything through his tone, frowned, and reluctantly looked up.

Regardless of Lu Cheng's expression, Song Moran just stared at her eyes intently, and said every word seriously, "You are the only one, in every sense of the word."

After Lu Cheng listened to all his words, there was only a blank in his mind, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

When she finally came to her senses, she stared at Song Moran with wide eyes, and asked in disbelief, "Are you lying to me?"

Laughing angrily at Lu Cheng's lack of self-confidence, Song Moran snorted and said, "Yes."

Lu Cheng didn't seem to be able to hear Song Moran's joke at all, her bright eyes suddenly darkened, she lowered her head, and said softly to herself, "Sure enough, I shouldn't expect anything extravagant."

She didn't see Song Moran's face getting darker and darker, nor did she see the momentary hatred in Song Moran's eyes.

"Really," Song Moran couldn't help but said as Lu Cheng's mood became more and more depressed.

As soon as the words were finished, Lu Cheng suddenly raised her head, the initial disappointment on her face was pushed aside by Kaixin, and her whole face seemed to be glowing moistly.

"Really? Really?" Lu Cheng asked a series of questions, and after seeing Song Moran nodding, she couldn't restrain her emotions.

The emotions in his heart slowly brewed, and finally exploded suddenly. When Song Moran was not worried, Lu Cheng suddenly lowered his head and pressed his lips on Song Moran's forehead.

It was just a light touch, almost released as soon as the contact was made, the softness of the lips fell on Song Moran's forehead, making both of them a little dazed.

Lu Cheng was the first to react, slipped off Song Moran's body, and ran out.

The door was closed with a little force, and there was a loud noise, which woke Song Moran up suddenly.

Looking at the place where the figure finally disappeared, he raised his finger involuntarily, put it on the forehead that felt the softness just now, and tapped it lightly.

When he put his finger down, he saw a little redness on it from the corner of his eyes, and was taken aback for a moment. Song Moran shook his head, got up and walked inside.

The large bathroom mirror can see everything clearly.

Song Moran looked at the out-of-place redness on his forehead, and a smile flashed across his eyes, as if it took a long time to wash it away.

"I can't run away," someone seemed to say in a deep voice in the empty bathroom.