Shining Stars: First Producer

And when it comes to love, hate, and hatred, the combination of handsome men and beautiful women will always make people involuntarily pay more attention to them. In this way, more and more eyes are gathered on them.

In the end, someone even sat on the seat next to them on purpose, trying to hear what they were saying.

Facing such unconscious crowd of onlookers, Lu Cheng and Su Xiaoyue didn't even bother to get angry with each other at all, instead they turned outward in unison.

They don't want to be a monkey in the eyes of others.

"Excuse me, can you sit next to me?" Su Xiaoyue spoke first, although it was a questioning sentence, but her tone was very blunt.

The man pretended to take a sip of his coffee, as if he had just realized that there was someone next to him, turned around with exaggerated expressions, and asked doubtfully, "What does my sitting there have to do with you? Could it be that you want to talk to me?" Do I share the table?"

When the man spoke, his gaze swept across Su Xiaoyue's body unconsciously, and the lewdness in his eyes made everyone a little uncomfortable.

As the saying goes, you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep. The same reason can be proved, you will never be able to explain clearly to a person who is deliberately pretending to be confused.

Lu Cheng looked at Su Xiaoyue returning home, she couldn't help curling her lips in disdain, coughed lightly, and said, "We need to deal with some personal matters here, which may affect your enjoyment, so I can invite you to sit next to me Do you want to sit down?"

That person enjoyed Lu Cheng's soft-spoken words very much, but when Song Moran looked at him expressionlessly when he was about to implement the previous routine, his heart contracted involuntarily, and he suddenly became much more honest.

"No, I just like this seat," he said with a low eyebrow, but the meaning in his words was very firm, "Aren't you going to continue?"

No one answered his question, Su Xiaoyue and Lu Cheng looked at each other, snorted coldly, and turned their heads away.

Now there is no difference between the two of them, and no one can laugh at the other.

Song Moran stood beside him expressionlessly, not saying a word about the mutual ridicule between the two of them.

Calmly, he glanced at Assistant Song next to him. There was no need to say anything, Song Moran believed that he could understand what he meant.

In fact, it was true. Assistant Song walked outside quickly.

Looking away casually, Song Moran walked in the direction of Lucheng, and asked softly, "Do you want to go out?"

Song Moran didn't think about anything else, he just felt that instead of breaking up with this person here, it would be better to be quiet.

His reaction made others a little unbelievable, Lu Cheng looked at him in surprise, couldn't help reaching out to touch his forehead, and muttered, "I don't have a fever."

Seeing the finger getting closer and closer to him, Song Moran clearly had a chance to avoid it, but for some reason, his feet were nailed there abruptly, and he couldn't move no matter what.

The slightly cool fingers were pressed against her forehead, which seemed to carry her unique fragrance. Song Moran involuntarily narrowed his eyes, and a trace of enjoyment flashed across his eyes. Of course, this was when he didn't hear Lu Cheng's words In one sentence case.

Somewhat dumbfounded, she pulled Lu Cheng's fingers off her forehead, Song Moran pinched her slender but soft fingers, and asked in puzzlement, "What do you mean? Of course I didn't." Get ill."

At this time, Lu Cheng was still immersed in the thoughts of shock, and he didn't even realize how intimate his behavior was just now, nor did he feel where his fingers were now.

She blinked Lingling's eyes, the light in the pupils was brushed away by the shadow of the eyelashes little by little, like strands of spider webs shining after the rain.

"Did you just give in?" Lu Cheng asked in disbelief.

Song Moran frowned tightly, pinching his fingers with a little strength, as if he didn't see her in pain at all.

"Do you think that's considered soft?" Song Moran asked angrily.

Lu Cheng twitched his arms, but there was no way to get rid of his shackles at all, so he could only maintain the posture just now with some aggrievedness.

"If others say this, they may have other ideas, but your words..." Lu Cheng didn't finish the next sentence, but everyone understood the meaning of the words.

In Lu Cheng's eyes, Song Moran was a bit dumbfounded that this was his impression in Lu Cheng's eyes.

"Your understanding of me is too one-sided," Song Moran said with some dissatisfaction, pinching her fingers one after another.

Lu Cheng shrugged, feeling a little wronged in her heart, she couldn't help but whispered, "Obviously your usual behavior is like this."

Seeing the flirting and cursing of those two people who regarded everyone beside them as nothing, Su Xiaoyue couldn't control the expression on her face.

Putting nothing else aside, does Song Moran really not care about the color of his head at all?
Obviously, Lu Cheng was already with Bai Xiaofei, and he even sent him the evidence eagerly!

Su Xiaoyue couldn't figure it out, the five sense organs were tangled together, the coquettishness brought by her appearance could not help but reduce a lot, but it was a little more cute.

The eyes of the person next to him flickered involuntarily, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but any one of them was enough to be reviled by thousands of people.

When he was eager to try, Assistant Song who had just left had returned.

However, compared to the quietness when he left, he was very eye-catching when he came back, because behind him were many men in suits and sunglasses.

On weekdays, it is enough for such a person to come out alone, not to mention queuing up, and the people watching the excitement can't help but hold their breath, for fear that I will accidentally offend them.

And Assistant Song didn't have much intention to pursue it with other people, he led the people to Song Moran's side expressionlessly, and said softly, "President."

Song Moran nodded, turned to look at his girlfriend and asked, "Should I stay here or go out?"

Lu Cheng's gaze was involuntarily attracted by the group of bodyguards, and he turned his head dissatisfied when his fingers felt tingling.

"Don't look at them," Song Moran said expressionlessly, his voice not restrained at all.

There are so many people around here!Lu Cheng's face turned red all of a sudden, she glared at Song Moran angrily, and explained, "If you choose to go out, do you want to leave like this?"