Shining Stars: First Producer

Shaking his head quickly, Lu Cheng quickly put his thoughts behind him, and looked at Song Moran with a stubborn face, as if there were faint flames flickering in his eyes.

Looking at him expressionlessly, Song Moran slowly withdrew his empty hand that fell in mid-air, looking at Lu Cheng with gloomy eyes.

Lu Cheng looked at him quietly for a while, and the aura around her couldn't help becoming weaker and weaker. Although she still had the same expression and the same movements, it made people feel a little dull for no reason.

"Don't keep looking at me like this," Lu Cheng curled her lips, emphasizing with some ease, then turned around and turned to another place, "If you have nothing to do, go first, I still have work to do."

What Lu Cheng said was very indifferent, and Song Moran, who was already in a very calm mood, couldn't control the changes in his expression for a while.

The thick eyebrows frowned into a curved arc, and the sharp eyes lost all cover, shining brightly on Lu Cheng's smooth side face.

Under the illumination of the light, Lu Orange's side face can clearly see a layer of fine fluff, which looks soft. Song Muran's eyes are heavy, soft?Song Moran couldn't help but sneered in his heart, no one was more indifferent than her.

Unaware of Song Moran's evaluation of him, Lu Cheng tightened his fingers hanging by his side, turned around and glanced at him pretending to be nonchalant, and repeated, "Why don't you talk? I still have work..."

Before Lu Cheng finished speaking, Song Moran interrupted him. He suddenly became agitated. He gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Cheng. The veins on his face were constantly rising and falling, rendering his originally handsome face into a layer of excitement. People are afraid of color.

Facing Song Moran's expression, Lu Cheng involuntarily lost her voice. She subconsciously gasped, and looked at Song Moran with vigilance and fear.

"What kind of reaction do you have?" Lu Cheng bit his lip, and tried to keep calm with the help of the passing pain, old leader.Pretending to be nonchalant, he said, "Do you want to hit me?"

Song Moran clenched his fingers and then slowly loosened them, looking at Lu Cheng with even more ferocious eyes, and only after coming over for a while did he speak hoarsely.

"When will you stop being angry with me?" Song Moran asked, looking at him with painful eyes, as if he couldn't understand.

Song Moran's voice slowly rang in his ears, and a trace of indescribable emotion quickly flashed across Lu Cheng's heart, as if he couldn't believe it, but also thought it was extremely funny.

"I, take the initiative to anger you?" Lu Cheng unconsciously raised his finger and pointed to his nose, and looked at the other party in disbelief, his almond eyes widened to the maximum, round and round, filled with radiance.

Although his heart was full of anger, Song Moran was still involuntarily attracted by the other party's eyes, and took a lot of effort to break free from the whirlpool.

Song Moran closed his eyes deeply, and asked back, "Isn't it?"

Hearing Song Moran's natural tone, Lu Cheng rolled her eyes uncontrollably, and said, "Of course not, I think I've made it very clear before, we don't have anything to say now, so you just said There's no need to come and find me."

Song Moran's lips were tightly drawn into a straight line, his chest heaved up and down quickly, his face changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth, "It's not necessary? Have you been treated coldly all this time? And then just watched you leave?"

Lu Cheng stared dumbfounded at Song Moran's increasingly serious expression, and didn't know what to say for a long time.

Silence spread all the time, but Lu Cheng's speechlessness made Song Moran misunderstand her meaning all of a sudden!
"You really think so?!" Song Moran walked in front of Lu Cheng in two steps, holding her chin tightly with his palm, forcing Lu Cheng to only raise his head to look at him, and asked in his mouth.

The sharp pain coming from the chin made Lu Cheng frowned involuntarily, looked at Song Moran with some dissatisfaction, and hit Song Moran's wrist heavily, trying to make him let go with this action.

But Lu Cheng's guess at the beginning didn't come true. Although Song Moran felt her struggle, he didn't intend to let go at all. Instead, he was stimulated by her actions, and his eyes became more ferocious, like a bird who chooses someone. Like a devouring murderer.

"What are you thinking about now? Are you thinking about how to get rid of me?" Song Moran gritted his teeth and said, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, with a cold wind rustling.

Lu Cheng's brows frowned even tighter, she looked at Song Moran irritably, she couldn't understand why he suddenly became like this, and she could only describe it as being unreasonable.

Not wanting to entangle Song Moran with some useless topics at all, Lu Cheng tightly closed her eyes, and scolded, "Don't make trouble for no reason? Do you still remember your identity?"

Song Moran was already dazzled by the picture that appeared in his mind, and only took Lu Cheng's words as an excuse for her not wanting to answer him.

The red blood condensed little by little, and the moon-white eyes had long been suppressed by the layers of bright red, and there was only a bright red color left. Matching Song Moran's ferocious face at this moment, it always makes people Involuntarily mistook him for an evil ghost.

Although Lu Cheng closed her eyes tightly, she was aware of the changes in the surrounding atmosphere. She shrank her neck unconsciously, a little afraid of the constant air-conditioning around her.

"Making trouble for no reason? Identity?" Song Moran repeated these two words slowly, and the deliberately elongated voice made people clearly feel the disapproval in his tone, "So what?"

Song Moran's light inquiry caused Lu Cheng to lose all her voice at once. She opened her mouth, but she was so upset that she couldn't say anything.

"Don't destroy your image in my heart, okay?" Lu Cheng was quiet for a while, then suddenly softened her voice when she spoke again, and said softly as if begging.

Song Moran's fingers that were tightly holding him back suddenly relaxed a lot, and his vision of looking at Lu Cheng was a bit misty, as if he couldn't make up his mind.

"What image do I have in your heart?" Song Moran's eyes trembled quickly, and he asked calmly.

"Let go first, I don't feel well," Lu Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Moran's reaction, and quickly took this opportunity to speak.