Shining Stars: First Producer

Under such eyes, Lu Cheng felt like a fish swimming in the boundless ocean, and every part of his body felt extremely tight.

Staring blankly at Song Moran, Lu Cheng didn't make a sound, and the questions about Su Xiaoyue that had been swirling in her mind were also forgotten in a trance.

　In the way she looked over, Song Moran couldn't help feeling a little complacent, but he still cared about Lu Cheng's eyes looking to the side.

　After thinking for a while, Song Muran looked aside calmly, but to his disappointment, he didn't find anything inappropriate. As far as he could see, it was all a piece of verdant green.

Feeling even more confused, Song Moran couldn't help stretching out his fingers and tapping lightly on the table, making crisp or dull sounds.

Lu Cheng slowly woke up from such a voice, blinked, and the original chaos in his eyes disappeared, replaced by Qing Lingling's gaze.

"I saw Su Xiaoyue just now," Lu Cheng whispered as she approached Song Moran.

Moist lips opened and closed close at hand, Song Moran's throat moved slightly, his eyes became deeper, and he nodded slightly after a while.

Lu Cheng was a little dissatisfied with his reaction, pouted in dissatisfaction, and emphasized, "It's a Su Xiaoyue who is not overbearing at all!"

Seeing Lu Cheng's reaction, Song Moran's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly remembered the grievances between the two of them, and put away his disapproving expression.

Although Song Moran didn't speak, his expression gradually became serious, and Lu Cheng curled his lips in satisfaction.

Putting her fingers between her lips, Lu Cheng softly "shushed", while her body moved to the side quietly.

Song Moran seemed to be able to see her slightly fluttering ears, and smiled muffledly, looking at her leisurely, with no intention of stopping.

At the same time, Su Xiaoyue, who was sitting next to them, didn't know that someone was peeping here, and could only see the person in front of her.

"Lance," Su Xiaoyue shouted softly, her expression was even more gentle than ever before.

In such an environment, all of Lin Lance's movements appeared to be more relaxed, and the knife and fork appeared to be well-behaved under his hands.

Before Su Xiaoyue could react, he had already cut the steak in front of him into equal sizes, and he didn't make any sound during this process.

Su Xiaoyue looked at the man in front of her fascinatedly, and felt that everything he showed was so appropriate.

"What's wrong?" Lin Lansi asked Su Xiaoyue with a smile on his face after exchanging the steak cut in front of him with Su Xiaoyue.

Su Xiaoyue shook her head, the twinkling stars in her eyes were all admiration and fascination for the person in front of her.

All the arrangements can't be compared to people's deliberate efforts. Su Xiaoyue and the others didn't deliberately lower their voices when they talked, and Lu Cheng heard a few scattered words.

It was precisely because of what she heard that the relaxed expression on Lu Cheng's face gradually froze.

"Lance?" If you say this name, it might be that someone just bumped into the name, but the male voice that sounded later made Lu Cheng sure in his heart.

"It's that person!" Lu Cheng couldn't help whispering, with a look of disgust mixed with a little shock on his face.

Song Moran saw the big change of expression on her face, before he had time to think about it, he reached out and grabbed Lu Cheng's clenched hand.

The white and delicate skin was held in the palm of his hand, a small ball, this kind of recognition made Song Moran's heart skip a beat, and his hands worked harder.

"What's the matter? Who is it?" Song Moran asked softly, the moment his ice-like eyes looked at Lucheng, it softened, as if it had turned into water, wrapping Lucheng gently.

Under such gazes, Lu Cheng's tense heart slowly relaxed, she lowered her head slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still remember that person you met at Fashion Week?"

fashion Week?Hearing this word, Song Moran's eyes flickered, and he asked with some uncertainty, "That cat?"

He couldn't remember Lin Lance's appearance clearly anymore, the only thing he could remember was the cufflink that he threw away and was found by others.

Listening to his uncertain voice, Lu Cheng didn't even notice a smile on his face.

"It's that person, he returned to the country for some reason, and even met Su Xiaoyue," Lu Cheng said, with deep wrinkles between his brows, looking very puzzled.

What is not mentioned is that the relationship between Su Xiaoyue and Lin Lansi is close, and they don't look like they just met each other at all.

Song Moran's expression didn't react for a moment, not because of Lin Lance's sudden return to China, but because of Su Xiaoyue.

Although Lu Cheng didn't tell everything, but after thinking about it for a while, one can know that a man and a woman eat alone in this kind of place, how could there be a pure friendship between the two of them.

When Su Xiaoyue showed her desire to pursue her at the beginning, Song Moran felt disgusted in her heart.

Because he couldn't see any sincerity towards himself from Su Xiaoyue's eyes at all, what she saw was a flattering woman's tireless pursuit of money.

During this period of time without Su Xiaoyue's entanglement, he felt relieved, but he didn't expect that it was because he found someone else.

Song Moran was thinking in his heart with a blank face, but he didn't have any other thoughts, he just felt lucky.

"The two met by accident." Song Moran said with disapproval in his tone.

Feeling that he was being perfunctory, Lu Cheng gave him an angry look, his brows were still frowning, obviously he still cared a lot about this matter.

Seeing her frown, Song Moran felt a little funny in his heart, but there was a real heartache.

I couldn't help using my hands to grab her even tighter, and at the same time said softly, "Don't think about it now, let someone check after I go back."

Lu Cheng blinked, did not speak again, and acquiesced to Song Moran's handling.

It wasn't until the two of them turned their attention to each other that Lu Cheng realized that his hand was actually in Song Moran's.

Her face turned red immediately, like a ripe cherry.

"Let go of me," Lu Cheng whispered coquettishly, and at the same time gently twitched her hand out.

The smooth skin twitched in the palm of his hand, Song Moran lowered his eyes, and after a while, he slowly let go of his hand.

Seeing the fingers wrapped in his palm leave quickly, Song Moran blinked, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.