Shining Stars: First Producer

Bai Xiaofei seemed to be running away, and Lu Cheng's heart swayed slightly, and soon disappeared without a trace under Song Moran's comfort.

"Do you want to go out?" Sitting in the walking car, Song Moran asked softly.

Lu Cheng froze for a moment, then turned to look at him, "Go out?"

"Assistant Song said that some places here are not bad," Song Moran coughed and said in a flat tone.

Her face still looked expressionless, but Lu Cheng saw a real embarrassment in her slightly closed eyes.

Is it because you said something like that?Lu Cheng pursed her lips and thought in her heart, then slowly let go, with the corners of her mouth raised, showing a big smile at Song Moran.

Under Lu Cheng's gaze, Song Moran felt the scorching heat, and calmly turned his head to the side, his expression changing for a while.

"Of course!" Lu Cheng nodded and said with a smile, the palm that was originally placed on Lu Cheng's chest slowly clasped Song Moran's big hand.

Feeling the back of his hand being gently covered with a soft palm, Song Moran moved his fingers, and quickly turned back, taking Lu Cheng's fingers in his hand and kneading them gently.

But no matter where they plan to go, what they are wearing now does not meet the requirements.

The car ran smoothly on the road and soon arrived at the hotel where they lived.

Walking in hand in hand, the two of them looked especially good on the red carpet.

"Wait for me for a while," Lu Cheng said softly, and turned around to go back to her room.

But the arm was pulled by someone, feeling the resistance coming from behind, Lu Cheng frowned, and looked back with some doubts.

The rosy lips parted slightly, and Lu Cheng wanted to ask a question, but Song Moran blocked all the questions lightly.

With her eyes widened, Lu Cheng looked a little unbelievable, but quickly closed her eyes gently, only slightly trembling eyelashes showed her true inner feelings.

As if it had been a long time, and it seemed as if it was only a moment, Song Moran raised his head and looked at the blushing person in front of him, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"Go," the fingers holding Lu Cheng's cheeks brushed lightly across the corners of her slightly red and swollen mouth, and she was satisfied to feel the indistinct shudder that flashed under her hand for a moment.

Under Song Moran's seemingly warm voice, Lu Cheng pursed her lips in embarrassment, and walked quickly.

"I'm closing the door." Standing behind the door, Lu Cheng said softly through a thin crack in the door.

Song Moran still stood where he started, nodding with a gentle expression, looking at Lu Cheng with smiles in his eyes.

Under such gazes, the heat that had dissipated on Lu Cheng's face gathered again, and soon spread to the tips of the ears.

"Pa", the door was slammed shut, blocking the two people's sight from looking at each other, but despite this, Lu Cheng still seemed to be able to vaguely feel Song Moran's scorching gaze.

Pursing her lips, Lu Cheng patted her cheek with her fingers angrily, but couldn't help but think of the time Song Moran had been holding her.

With a long sigh, Lu Cheng walked slowly towards the bed, with heavy steps.

Ever since he talked with Song Moran, Lu Cheng has been thinking about him all the time, no matter what he does, he seems to be able to think of that person.

This was something Lu Cheng had never experienced before, so she didn't know whether she was right or wrong, and she couldn't restrain her inner worry about gains and losses.

Blinking, Lu Cheng slowly suppressed the inferiority complex that appeared unconsciously in those almond eyes back to the bottom of her heart.

"You don't have to think so much," Lu Cheng told herself, gently stroking the fabric of her clothes with her fingers, Lu Cheng took a deep breath, completely forgetting these thoughts to the back of her mind.

Song Moran standing outside the door didn't know what was going on in Lu Cheng's mind, looking at the door that isolated everything, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

After standing in front of the door for a while, he walked slowly into his room, taking advantage of the fact that he needed to deal with some things first, to prepare for the afternoon trip.

Not knowing everything Song Moran was doing behind his back, Lu Cheng looked at himself in the mirror and smiled slightly.

The person in the mirror has a porcelain white complexion and ruddy lips, as if surrounded by happiness.

In the end, a layer of watery red was added to her lips, and Lu Cheng pursed her lips, looking at her moist and glossy lips, her eyes wandered a little.

"President, I've already made the arrangements according to this morning's document, and I should be able to see the results tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Assistant Song said softly, with a bit of complacency in his tone.

For the company I work for, and for myself being able to meet someone like Song Moran.

With his eyes still on the document in his hand, Song Moran said without raising his head, "Let me know when you have results."

Assistant Song nodded, his expression became a little hesitant.

Sensing his long silence, Song Moran stopped the animal in his hand, raised his head and asked, "Why?"

"I informed Su Xiaoyue to come here today, but she refused," Assistant Song said, feeling very dissatisfied with Su Xiaoyue.

Song Moran's brows slowly frowned, and after a while, he shook his head, but when he opened his mouth, he said other seemingly irrelevant things.

"How far is the cultivation of other people in the company?" Song Moran asked lightly, but Assistant Song's heart shuddered.

Subconsciously cheered up, Assistant Song said, "The time is a bit too short. Although we have made some achievements, we still can't compete with Su Xiaoyue."

"That's it," Song Moran said, his voice seemed to be mixed with something, making Assistant Song who was standing by the side lower his head, not daring to intervene casually.

"Let's do this first," Song Moran said softly, without any ups and downs in his tone.

Ever since the seemingly random sentence just now, Assistant Song's heart has been raised, and it is only now that he is relieved.

After walking out quietly, Assistant Song stood at the door with a complicated expression, for Su Xiaoyue, and even for herself.

"Assistant Song," Lu Cheng pushed the door and walked out, the first thing he saw was Assistant Song with a serious expression, and asked with some doubts, "This is you?"

Seeing Lu Cheng, Assistant Song restrained all his thoughts subconsciously, and pretended to be indifferent, "It's nothing."

But he didn't know that sometimes a too quick response would make people unbelievable.

Hearing his quick response, as if he hadn't even thought about it, Lu Cheng's expression became suspicious.