Shining Stars: First Producer

Although Song Moran didn't need to take Lu Cheng's strength in his heart at all, but he still turned his head to the side following his push.

Feeling Song Moran's obedience under his hands, Lu Cheng's mood became much happier involuntarily. He clapped his hands contentedly, and urged, "Go on."

Song Moran sighed softly, and did not follow his meaning, but asked with a smile, "Then can I turn my head around? I can't see you, I think Somewhat uncomfortable."

Lu Cheng has never been able to resist Song Moran's love words. After hearing these words, he seemed to be able to feel the heat of the blood on his face constantly spreading.

With a subconscious cry, Lu Cheng covered her ears with her hand, "Ah!"

Because his head was turned to the other side, Song Moran didn't know what happened to Lucheng. He suddenly heard such a scream, his heart contracted involuntarily, he turned his head subconsciously, and asked eagerly , "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

But the scene he saw after turning his head made him feel a little surprised, because nothing happened, and everything seemed extremely peaceful.

Heaving a sigh of relief quietly, Song Moran patted his chest unconsciously, but he still couldn't let go of his heart, and asked again, "What happened just now? Did anything happen?"

Lu Cheng only felt his ears buzzing, and it took a lot of effort to hear Song Moran's question to him. He reached out and patted his cheek, trying to reduce the heat on his cheek a lot.

But obviously, she failed!Because when she raised her head to look at Song Moran, Song Moran could still see her flushed cheeks and moist eyes.

"Nothing happened," Lu Cheng said angrily, looked at Song Moran with a somewhat cold gaze, and even warned coldly, "Don't say that kind of thing again in the future!"

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but what followed was full of bewilderment, Song Moran blinked unconsciously, and wanted to ask.

But Lu Cheng has been watching his performance, and when he has such a tendency, he hastily interrupted his questioning, "Don't ask! You can master your own body, there is no need to ask I!"

Hearing him say such a sentence without thinking, Song Moran remembered what happened just now, and suddenly felt helpless and funny.

"Okay, okay, I see," Song Moran replied with a good temper, looking at Lucheng softly.

"Keep talking," Lu Cheng was afraid that Song Moran would say something unacceptable next time, took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress his excitement, and urged with a calm face road.

"Actually, I'm not angry now," Song Moran complained a little before he said it officially, "It's always like this every time. After being annoyed by you, you quickly coax him back."

Hearing Song Moran's complaints, Lu Cheng couldn't help coughing dryly and felt a little more uncomfortable for no reason, especially after seeing his gaze, he felt a little confused about what to say.

Because the distance between that gaze and Song Moran's is really far away, in Lu Cheng's view, that gaze is like a woman who is alone in her boudoir looking at her husband who is always looking for flowers and flowers.

When the gap reached the metaphor he used unconsciously, Lu Cheng trembled slightly involuntarily, and quickly threw this unreliable thought to the back of his mind.

"I'm not a person who likes to ask questions," Lu Cheng complained in his heart.

Not knowing what difficulties Lu Cheng was thinking about, Song Moran promptly forgot about her after properly revealing his thoughts, and continued to talk about the topic in a serious manner.

"What makes me angry is your attitude. You think that I will reject you, and you think that I will be angry because of what you said before, but you never asked me what I think." Song Moran said deeply. He took a breath, and then blurted out a series of complaining words.

Before Song Moran actually pointed out this matter, Lu Cheng hadn't discovered her own mentality, but now when she jumped out of the environment just now and looked back to think again, Lu Cheng had to admit that she had just done so.

She stretched out her hand to grab Song Moran's casually placed palm beside her, and at the same time said hastily, "I'm sorry."

Lu Cheng wanted to explain something at first, but he couldn't get those explanations out of his mouth, because he knew that all these performances were due to his distrust of Song Moran.

Without saying anything else, Song Moran grabbed Lu Cheng's trembling fingers with his backhand, sighed helplessly, and said slowly, "I know you didn't do it on purpose, you have such thoughts Because I haven't done enough, I will learn to change, and you have to learn to trust me slowly, okay?"

For Song Moran, such words are already a huge sign of weakness, and Lu Cheng is well aware of this.

Lu Cheng's heart was filled with emotion immediately, she took the initiative to throw herself into Song Moran's embrace, and said in a somewhat stern voice, "Okay."

Feeling the continuous heat coming from his embrace and the slight trembling, Song Moran paused, raised his other hand and gently patted his back continuously, as if coaxing a crying Like a naughty child.

"Okay, okay, this matter is over, don't think too much about it, and I don't want to think too much about it, just pretend that nothing happened, okay?" Song Moran was on his back The pat did not stop, and he spoke with a bit of resentment in his tone.

Lu Cheng nodded, and then shook his head quickly. Song Moran was a little confused by this response, and his regular soothing movements stopped suddenly.

"Do you agree or disagree?" Song Moran asked involuntarily, with a bit of amused and helpless tone in his tone.

"Of course I don't agree," Lu Cheng said confidently, although his voice was a little choked, but he uttered the words very clearly.

Song Moran slowly put his palm on her hair, and blinked his eyes in doubt.