Sheng Jingheng also turned his head and looked at her with dark eyes: "I haven't heard of a songwriter named Chaoyang before. Your song should be his first work. "

"Oh, really," Nanyue nodded thoughtfully, "he wrote me another song. Although he hasn't had time to listen, it must be no worse than adventure. Unfortunately, the teacher is too mysterious. I don't know his real name and contact information. "

"No wonder," Sheng Jingheng said faintly, "maybe he writes songs just out of his interests and hobbies. He doesn't want to make a profit, let alone be disturbed by others."

Nan Yue said, "I didn't put myself in my shoes. Thank Mr. Sheng for reminding me. I'll just sing when he writes songs in the future. I'm no longer curious about anything else."

Then he said reluctantly, "it's mainly because he gave me a lot of gifts and money when I broadcast live last time. However, he did not collect the copyright fees for CI and Qu, but donated them all. "

Looking at her, it seemed that if she inadvertently said these words, it seemed to be deliberately said to him, but it didn't.

Sheng Jingheng slightly suppressed the radian of his lips and didn't laugh too happily.

"That shows that he is rich and may worry about how to spend it."

After hearing this, Nanyue couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Sheng means that this Chaoyang teacher will thank me for giving him the opportunity to spend money, won't he?"

Sheng Jingheng looked at her with a smile. The morning light shone in his eyes.

"Maybe."

South Vietnam looked at her, her heart beating spontaneously. She turned her eyes slightly and suppressed her instinctive reaction.

Then he coughed and said, "Mr. Sheng, can you stop looking at me like this?"

"Huh? Why? " Sheng Jingheng raised his eyebrows, and his slow voice seemed to be a little persuasive, trying to lead her to speak the truth.

"Of course it's because," seeing that he really wanted to ask, Nanyue turned his eyes back and fixed it on his face, "Mr. Sheng, you're so good-looking. If you're not careful, you'll unknowingly use a beautiful man against me."

She spoke so righteously and confidently, and her expression was completely taken for granted.

Sheng Jingheng couldn't help but hang his eyes slightly and smile low. His eyes touched her. Under the refraction of the sun, it was like shining soft hair, so he couldn't help raising his hand and stroking it gently.

"Did you fall into the trap?"

In this way, he touched his head. South Vietnam was a little stunned. Then subconsciously stepped back and looked at him slowly with a smile. The tenderness in his eyes also slowly faded and covered with a dark shadow.

"I......" Nanyue raised his hand and touched his hair. He was a little uncomfortable, "I don't know."

"Really?" Sheng Jingheng's voice was low and returned to his usual indifference, "that's not enough."

"What's not enough?" South Vietnam was so touched that it was a little strange all over. For a time, the reaction speed couldn't keep up.

Sheng Jingheng shook his head slightly: "nothing, go back."

It's time to go back and continue to be alone. I'm afraid there will be problems when the program is broadcast.

What's more, the two people should get up, and breakfast should be prepared in advance.

South Vietnam nodded and silently ran ahead.

This time, Sheng Jingheng slowed down and always followed her leisurely.

Therefore, as South Vietnam ran, it always felt that there was a burning look locked behind him.

She couldn't help looking back, but she stifled it again.

Then she unconsciously thought that she had been staring at Sheng Jingheng's back all the way when she just came. Was she also noticed by him?