Shining Stars: First Producer

But now, looking at Song Moran's thoughtfulness inadvertently, he couldn't help but have other guesses in his heart. Although there is no way to determine whether the guess is true or not, he still made a decision silently in his heart.
Unaware of the earth-shaking changes in other people's thoughts, Lu Cheng finally opened his eyes slowly after a long time.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the eyes were still mixed with a bit of bewilderment and sleepiness, like a clear spring shining in the sun, it was astonishingly clear and beautiful.

Song Moran couldn't help being a little lost, his eyes couldn't help but sink down, they were dark, and there was some dim light from time to time, not shining, but people couldn't ignore them, like obsidian.

Lu Cheng looked at the magnified handsome face in a daze, unconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Where am I?"

Seeing him in a daze, a smile flashed across Song Moran's eyes, he nodded affectionately on the tip of her nose, and explained in a low voice, "Of course I'm still in the car, but now I've arrived at the old house , do you want to go down and have a look?"

The fleeting touch of the tip of the nose made Lu Cheng stunned for a moment, and slowly stopped the movements of his hands, and what Song Moran said made him even more stunned, unable to react for a long time.

Lu Cheng's stupid look made Song Moran couldn't help laughing, he shook his head lightly, and raised his hand to cover her slightly wide eyes.

The sudden darkness made Lu Cheng relax slowly, and it also made his mind start to turn again.

I don't know how long it took, but Lu Cheng finally came to his senses. He pushed away Song Moran's palm all of a sudden, his cheeks were bright red, like overripe peaches, attracting people to pick them.

"Come down with me to have a look," Lu Cheng coughed lightly, and whispered pretending to be calm.

The sudden loss of weight in his arms made Song Moran a little distracted. He squinted his eyes, but he didn't expose Lu Cheng's pretended calm.

"Okay," Song Moran said in a low voice, and got out of the car without hesitation, followed by Lu Cheng.

Standing on the stable ground, Lu Cheng took a deep breath, barely suppressed the distraction before, and raised his eyes to look forward.

"Wow," Lu Cheng's eyes widened uncontrollably, and he subconsciously praised.

Elegant design, wide space and green plants can be seen everywhere, all of which make Lucheng want to look at it again and again, no matter how hard it is, there is no way to look away.

Song Moran's eyes fell on Lu Cheng's body all the time. Seeing her performance at this time, the smile in his eyes became more and more intense. He took two steps forward and asked, "Are you going to stand here forever? ?”

Hearing Song Moran's ridicule, Lu Cheng reacted immediately, coughed dryly, shook his head pretending to be calm, and rushed into the room in a hurry.

"Of course not, I just got off the car and I need to stretch my body," Lu Cheng explained solemnly.

Seeing the back of her leaving quickly, Song Moran raised his eyebrows, and followed her unhurriedly. Even so, he still quickly caught up with Lu Cheng, and the whole process was as smooth as flowing water.

The sound of footsteps coming from behind made Lu Cheng's heart skip a beat, and she turned her head unconsciously, but accidentally met Song Moran's smiling eyes.

How to describe those eyes?Although the sun was shining brightly, those eyes were still dark, but he could clearly feel the other party's cherishing of him from these eyes.

Lu Cheng bit her lip lightly, struggled in her heart for a while, and finally found a sentence from her meager language pool. This is probably the truest portrayal of the fireworks blooming in front of her eyes the moment she saw you.

I don't know what Lu Cheng was thinking in his mind. Meeting his gaze, Song Moran touched his forehead in doubt, and asked with a smile, "Why didn't you leave? Is there something dirty on my face?"

The deep voice suddenly remembered, Lu Cheng reacted immediately, he raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks, shook his head pretending to disapprove, and denied, "It's nothing dirty, I just don't know which direction to go .”

As she spoke, Lu Cheng pointed forward and lifted her chin. Coincidentally, the place where she stopped happened to be a fork in the road, and the scenery on the left and right looked completely different.

Raising his eyebrows, Song Moran didn't comment on Lu Cheng's explanation, he just glanced at him with a smile, turned around and walked forward to the left.

Looking at his tall back, Lu Cheng secretly patted his chest, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, without hearing footsteps behind him, Song Moran stopped slowly, and asked with some doubts, "Aren't you following?"

Lu Cheng's expression froze for a moment, and he replied repeatedly, "I'll be right there."

Seeing that Song Moran turned his back to her again, Lu Cheng stuck out her tongue quietly, her eyes full of cunning.

When she finally arrived at the place that Song Moran had arranged for her, Lu Cheng couldn't help but widen her eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed across her eyes.

Everything in the room was unexpectedly in line with his wishes, as if all the designs were designed by him himself.

"Is this the room I've been living in these days?" Lu Cheng asked unconsciously, eyes full of disbelief.

Song Moran kept his eyes on her, nodded silently, looked at the person next to him and said, "Uncle Zhao, ask someone to clean up the cow's things."

"Okay," Uncle Zhao nodded with a light smile, looking at Lu Cheng with loving eyes.

The unfamiliar yet familiar voice made Lu Cheng stiff in place, she pursed her lips, and a wave of warmth quickly surged on her face.

"Uncle Zhao," Lu Cheng quietly lowered his head and called in a low voice.

The old man who had been watching Song Moran grow up looked at him with a smile, and comforted him, "Don't be nervous, just treat this place as your own home."

It was obviously just a common courtesy, but Lu Cheng somehow felt a little guilty, she unconsciously raised her hand to touch her earlobe, smiled and said nothing.

Uncle Zhao still wanted to say something, but seeing the faint impatience in the eyes of Song Moran who was standing beside him, he shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked out.

Finally there were only two people left in the room. Lu Cheng felt that even the air became much lighter. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly glanced at Song Moran, and then quickly withdrew his gaze.

"I will trouble you in the next few days," Lu Cheng coughed lightly, pretending to be calm and low-pitched, and at the same time assured again, "I will find a house and move out soon!"