Shining Stars: First Producer

The shopping guide quickly took two steps forward, and lightly held the long skirt in his hand.

"Thank you," Lu Cheng felt the sudden movement behind her, and then nodded with her lips pursed, thanking her softly.

"No, no, no," the shopping guide waved his hands flattered, looking at Lu Cheng with a complicated expression.

Song Moran sat on the side and looked at Lu Cheng quietly, his eyes were deep, and when he looked at people seriously, it was as if he was looking at everything about himself, which made people blush and heartbeat.

The person sitting next to him couldn't help turning his head to look at him, shaking his head from time to time, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Lu Cheng changed out of that beautiful dress, put on a new dress, and walked out slowly with some discomfort, her fingers trembling slightly.

Song Moran watched her walk towards him step by step, with a shy and timid expression, like a flower in its best years.

"It's beautiful," Song Moran said, with an inaudible admiration deep in his tone.

After getting such an evaluation from him, Lu Cheng couldn't help pursing her lips into a smile, and the rosiness on her cheeks gradually spread to her neck.

The man with dyed hair covered most of his face with a magazine, his eyes were fixed on Lu Cheng's body, intoxicated and admired alternately.

"Beauty, what's your name? Why haven't I seen you before? Did you come here just now?" He stretched out his hand and quickly stroked his hair, asking with high spirits.

He didn't see him by his side, Song Moran's eyes gradually turned cold as he looked at him, as if he was looking at the most annoying dirty thing.

Lu Cheng pursed her lips, she was not used to such a sudden and inexplicably eager attitude, if she hadn't been able to feel that the person beside her was not malicious, she might have changed her face a long time ago.

But even so, she still unconsciously walked in the direction of Song Moran before she said bluntly, "Thank you for your compliment."

She just said such a sentence and didn't plan to say anything more. The attitude of avoiding her made the man feel a little uncomfortable.

I think that although it is not a top rich family in this city, but it is still very prosperous, most people give him face, and when he is suddenly ignored by others, he suddenly changes a little bit. Come to your own mind.

"That's all you said? Did I just ask more than that?" The man stood up from the sofa he was sitting on, with a straight face, pretending to be aggressive on purpose.

Song Moran stood up all of a sudden, and pulled Lu Cheng behind him to block the man's sight.

"What's the problem?" Song Moran asked with a blank face, his tone was condensed, and the gaze he looked at the man was like a knife, making people feel that the skin he saw was stinging.

The so-called dandies, the first truth to understand is that if you meet softness, you will be hard, and vice versa.

If Song Moran and Lu Cheng had chosen to settle the matter just now, he would definitely make progress, and he might not put forward any embarrassing conditions.

But Song Moran's reaction was just like pouring a bucket of ice water on his head, which calmed down his hot head due to impulsiveness, and allowed him to see the two people in front of him correctly.

Frowning, the man rubbed his forehead as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile, "I was just joking, you don't need to be so nervous."

Song Moran still looked at him expressionlessly, as if he was thinking about whether his words could be trusted or not.

"What I said this time is true," the man waved his hands on his chest with an innocent face.

It can be seen that he seems to do such things often, the expression on his face is natural, and he doesn't seem to feel any embarrassment at all.

Song Moran still wanted to pursue it further, but the weak pull from behind made him give up this idea.

Glancing at the man expressionlessly, he slightly tilted his head to look at the person behind him, his voice softened.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I'm fine," Lu Cheng said softly, the fingers pulling Song Moran's clothes not only did not relax, but even more forcefully.

She looked at the man from years ago with complicated eyes, her generous back completely covered herself, and all the smells from the tip of her nose were the woody scent that he was already familiar with.

Not sure about Lu Cheng's expression, Song Moran frowned, turned around and looked at her expression and eyes seriously.

"Really," Lu Cheng looked up into his eyes, and confirmed again with a soft voice.

The man looked at Song Moran's back, and secretly looked at the gate not far from him, his expression became a little hesitant.

But before he could really make a decision, Song Moran turned around to look at him.

The cold eyes with a strong sense of presence fell on the man, making him seem to return to the time when he stood in front of his father after returning home every day.

He couldn't help but raise his chest and raised his head. After doing all this, he looked at other people's eyes, and he realized what he had done in a trance, and his face blushed in a rare way.

"What are you looking at?" Looking around viciously, the man shouted angrily.

Song Moran watched his series of movements, his brows became more and more tight, but thinking of what Lu Cheng said just now, he slowly relaxed again.

"Forget it this time," Song Moran said coldly, and after a simple sentence, he didn't plan to talk to him anymore.

Lu Cheng gently pulled Song Moran's sleeve and walked in the other direction, completely ignoring the existence of the man the whole time.

Such behaviors and movements made the man feel relieved and at the same time feel uncomfortable in his heart, which was extremely complicated.

The person he accompanied this time didn't know what happened just now, and happily walked over with the clothes he had chosen, leaning on the man's shoulder, talking like a bird.

Her behavior just comforted the man who had just been hit, and got more things than he imagined today.

On the other side, neither Song Moran nor Lu Cheng cared about what he was thinking in his heart, they just focused on the gradually blending atmosphere between the two of them.

As if forgetting where she was, Lu Cheng took Song Moran's arm and circled it again and again without stopping at all.

But Song Moran, facing the palm on his arm that he could break free with a little effort, chose to indulge.

Following Lu Cheng around and around, it seemed that he had completely forgotten his identity and status as the president.

After realizing this, the corners of Lu Cheng's mouth raised uncontrollably. She felt that if there were no other people to disturb her, she might never stop walking.