Shining Stars: First Producer

Song Moran's fingers that were lying on Lu Cheng's side had slowly moved to her shoulders at some point, there was no cloth barrier between the two, and Lu Cheng could even clearly feel the lines on his palm .

Lu Cheng shook his shoulders stiffly, as if he wanted to shake off Song Moran's fingers, but he didn't expect that it would be self-defeating, instead it made him exert force subconsciously.

After being able to see the stiff expression on Lu Cheng's face all the time, Song Moran realized the delicate touch of the skin under his hands, and his eyes became much deeper at that moment.

His fingers rubbed against it with some reluctance, and then he took it back as if nothing had happened under Lu Cheng's stiff and vigilant gaze. During this period, Song Moran's expression remained unchanged.

Almost the moment he let go, Lu Cheng bounced up, as if a spring had been placed under his feet maliciously, as long as a light force was applied, the person stepping on him would be bounced to the ground. Old Gao.

"Go back, it's already very late," Lu Cheng said subconsciously, looking at the man with sincere eyes, but in fact he didn't even know how many minutes and seconds it was.

Song Moran chuckled again, the corners of his mouth curled up a little more, and Lu Cheng raised his wrist slowly while watching silently.

"It's a mistake." Almost at the moment when she saw the watch on Song Moran's wrist, Lu Cheng subconsciously raised her hand to block her eyes, and at the same time, complicated thoughts kept running in her mind. Rock back and forth.

"I even forgot he was wearing a watch."

"What should I do? Is the time above still early?"

"Is it possible that I have to take the initiative to admit that I was just talking nonsense just now, before he sees the time above."

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Just when Lu Cheng was so entangled that he couldn't find any thoughts, Song Moran lowered his palms and nodded slightly under Lu Cheng's nervous gaze, "It's getting late, I'll take you back."

The tone was the same as usual, but Lu Cheng didn't know why, she always felt that she seemed to hear teasing on it, and looked at Song Moran suspiciously, but she couldn't find anything under his expression at all.

"Okay," sighed softly, Lu Cheng simply took all of this as his own illusion, nodded as if nothing had happened, and responded softly.

Lovers always seem to feel that time passes quickly. In their hearts, it is just the time of a sentence, but in reality, several hours have passed.

On weekdays, Lu Cheng would always see Yiyi saying goodbye to couples on the side of the road. When encountering such a situation, Lu Cheng would always cover his face and leave silently, feeling embarrassed and puzzled.

But when this day came, Lu Cheng finally understood the feelings of those couples in love.

He held on to Song Moran's sleeves tightly with some reluctance, a thin layer of water seemed to have formed in his bright eyes, and he seemed to have a bit of flair when looking at people.

"I'm going to the company tomorrow," Lu Cheng said softly with some reluctance, the fingers pulling Song Moran's sleeves were always shaking unconsciously, as if she was acting like a baby.

Song Moran looked at all the movements made by Lu Cheng with a smile on his face, and his heart became soft unconsciously, as if those city mansions trained in the company were used on this person in front of him, as if they were a treat for him. like an insult.

Sighing softly, Song Moran patted Lu Cheng's shoulder with the other hand, and helped him brush the hair that fell in front of his head back, and said softly, "Is there anything you want to eat? ? I'll ask Assistant Song to prepare it tomorrow."

Assistant Song, who was far away from here, sneezed in a daze, reached out and touched the tip of his nose, and said to himself, "Is this someone talking about me behind my back? Or is my work unfinished?"

But no matter how hard he thought about it, he would never have thought that he had become a means for Song Moran to curry favor with Lu Cheng.

If it was possible, Assistant Song would definitely yell out in front of Song Moran. After all, he had been dealing with work matters all along, so he never thought that he would be reduced to shopping.

Tomorrow's Song Moran took it for granted, Lu Cheng couldn't help but chuckled, as if Assistant Song's sad and indignant expression appeared in front of his eyes, he couldn't help laughing and fell into Song Moran's arms, and said in his mouth, "If Assistant Song will definitely feel very sad when he hears this."

Song Moran carefully guarded Lucheng from falling on the ground, but he couldn't understand what he said.

"I'll pay him his salary," Song Moran hesitated for a while, then explained in a daze as he saw Lu Cheng's swaying smile.

The laughter that was originally released stagnated for a moment, and then remembered quickly, and it was a little louder than before.

Seeing that the corners of Lu Cheng's eyes seemed to have tears from laughter, Song Moran couldn't help but sighed helplessly, looking at his doting expression and feeling a little overwhelmed.

After a long time, Lu Cheng calmed down slowly. He stood up and looked at Song Moran's serious expression, smiled deliberately and said, "But now the company is mine."

Song Moran involuntarily froze for a moment, then suddenly realized the document he had handed to Lu Cheng before, blinked his eyes, and laughed slowly after a while.

"Then you must remember to pay me my salary in the future," Song Moran said in a kind and friendly voice, seeing Lu Cheng's expression of enjoying the show, his voice was gentle and messy.

"It's good to like you," as if after a confession, Lu Cheng would always unconsciously want to express more emotions to him. Seeing Song Moran teasing her in a serious manner, Lu Cheng Can't help but sigh again.

Song Moran heard his whisper of emotion clearly, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger. He stretched out his hand to pull his fingers, and said softly, "You will feel better in the future."

It seems that all emotions are mutual, and Song Moran can clearly feel Lu Cheng's hot feelings in front of him, and Song Moran will express more unconsciously, and his gaze is so gentle that he can squeeze out water.

Under Song Moran's gentle gaze, Lu Cheng stretched out his hand to push away his fingers, took two steps back, looked at him with a smile, and said with some pride, "I still need to think about it."

Seeing his performance like this, Song Moran frowned pretending to be silent, looked at him with some puzzlement, and said softly, "What else are you thinking about? Could it be that what you said before was all false?"