Shining Stars: First Producer

"Are you implying something?" Song Moran's hoarse laughter rang softly in her ears, which caused a series of shudders all over Lu Cheng's body, and her legs felt a little weak unconsciously.

"I don't," Lu Cheng retorted weakly, but he didn't dare to look at Song Moran at all.

Song Moran shrugged indifferently, and gave him a noncommittal look, but from his expression, it was clear that she didn't believe what Lu Cheng said at all.

While the two of them were talking, Song Moran's fingers had sneaked into Lu Cheng's clothes sensitively at some point, sliding on the skin of her back little by little, as if burning like a ball of fire, and gradually Move up.

All of this seems to have developed to the point of no return when Lu Cheng perceives it. His brain seems to be rusted. Why did he turn around a corner for a long time, and even when he turned his head, the bones of his neck collided with each other? The voice seemed to be a bit rusty and difficult.

She clenched her fingers on Song Moran's chest bewilderedly, but when her eyes touched the folds of the fabric this time, she quickly moved away, and she subconsciously let go of her fingers.

When these two people were unconscious, the atmosphere between them seemed to have reached the climax of one person. A slight fire light flashed beside them, which made the air around the two of them seem to have been distorted by the heat, and even they themselves were transformed. It's blurry.

"No, someone," Lu Cheng was turned around by Song Moran and pressed against the wall. The coldness behind her back and the scorching heat in front seemed to form a situation of ice and fire. Thoughts running around, he spoke intermittently.

Although Song Moran clearly knew the true meaning of Lucheng, but in his heart he always unconsciously wanted to tease him, and it was best to lie on his bed with tears and powerlessness.

A dark shadow quickly flashed across Song Moran's eyes, and he looked at Lu Cheng with deep eyes, which seemed to be filled with oppression and darkness that made people breathless.

"Is it all right as long as there is no one?" Song Moran deliberately distorted his statement, and the banter in his eyes could hardly be suppressed.

But what Song Moran didn't expect was that after he finished speaking, he didn't get Lu Cheng's rebuttal, and the long silence seemed to become a default.

Lu Cheng's thoughts are very confused now, and he wants to refute, but there is no way to ignore the reluctance in his heart. Two completely different thoughts are constantly intertwined, contradictory but interdependent, and entangled.

After getting the unexpected answer, Song Moran suddenly couldn't react. The man who was standing there who was planning a strategy now looked a little naive and dazed.

The thoughts that had been firmly suppressed in my heart seemed to have found the fertile soil where they lived, absorbed enough nutrients, and broke out of the ground with vigorous vitality.

"Do you know what silence means at this moment?" Song Moran asked after being quiet for a while.

Although my heart is constantly shouting to let me do whatever I want, Song Moran's behavior is rarely more restrained than before. He clenched his fingers and loosened them, and put them on his shoulders again, looking at him quietly .

Lu Cheng dodged his focused and scorching eyes a little uncomfortably, stared at the texture of the floor on the ground with deep eyes, and kept tracing with his eyes. This action seemed to calm his agitated heart all of a sudden. Finally, I was able to calm down and seriously think about the truest thoughts deep in my heart.

Seeing that Lu Cheng was lost in thought, Song Moran stood there quietly, waiting for his answer, but his heart was shaking in the air all the time, and this was a feeling he had never felt before.

Even when he was in charge of the entire company when he was young, and faced with unconvinced people in the company, even when the company was attacked by other people and almost couldn't hold on, he was still calm, as if all Everything is under control in the palm of your hand.

Although he didn't know what was going on in Song Moran's heart, Lu Cheng could clearly feel its focused and gentle gaze on him, that gaze seemed to penetrate everything, and quietly enveloped his heart On the face, the softness seems to be the thinnest touch of veil under the moonlight, and it is also like the sharpest short blade, which completely dissects his heart and reveals the true self in the deepest part of his heart.

"I know," Lu Cheng shrugged, deliberately pretending to be disapproving and said, but the tense expression still perfectly showed his true inner thoughts.

These short four words spread from Song Moran's ears to the depths of his heart quickly, and the short second seemed to be infinitely lengthened, and the gaze that looked up at Lu Cheng seemed to be exhausted. With all his strength.

After being quiet for a while, Song Moran didn't say anything. He hugged Lu Cheng horizontally, searched for a room at random, and broke in.

Lu Cheng could clearly hear the deafening sound when the door was violently closed, but what was surprising was that even though his movements were so quick and hasty, he put Lu Cheng down so softly .

This kind of contrast makes people feel sour and sweet in their hearts involuntarily, and the corners of their mouths can't stop rising.

After making a real decision in her heart, Lu Cheng seemed to be more able to let go. After landing on the ground, she jumped lightly twice, and her eyes swept over the things piled up next to her.

"There are often people coming and going here." Lu Cheng raised her eyebrows, and said casually, her expression was very calm, of course, if her flushed cheeks could be ignored.

Song Moran didn't open his mouth to speak, but quietly walked in front of him step by step. As he approached step by step, the aura around him became stronger and stronger. When he stood in front of Lu Cheng, she was already Completely lost his voice.

"No one will be there," Song Moran said in a hoarse voice as he quietly lowered his body.

Lu Cheng blinked his eyes and wanted to refute, but Song Moran didn't give him any chance to speak at all, and the overwhelming kisses fell all of a sudden, between Lu Cheng's eyebrows, the tip of his nose, and finally to his lips.

Lu Cheng didn't have any other energy to think about messy things at all, so he could only passively bear his hot kiss, as if he couldn't even breathe.