Chapter 557

“？” South Vietnam can't believe it. Look at him, "no, Mr. Sheng, we've only been together for the first day!"

Sheng Jingheng looked calm: "did you go less before today?"

"Oh," Nanyue was a little disappointed. "Go to the studio. Is Mr. Sheng going to teach me anything new today?"

Sheng Jingheng raised his other hand, stroked her messed hair, and whispered, "I wrote you a song."

"Huh?" South Vietnam felt that he was getting used to his touch, even a little comfortable, so he didn't realize what he meant for a while.

After a meeting, I remembered to tease him with a smile: "Mr. Chaoyang has inspiration again?"

She had already guessed and tried several times. Sheng Jingheng naturally had no need to deny it: "well, you are my muse."

Muse is the goddess of ancient Greek poetry, and the modern moral is the source of inspiration.

Nan Yue was stunned. He didn't expect that he would have no scruples about what he said now, and obviously he couldn't be more serious than talking nice.

He thought that since he met her, plus the new songs he just said, there have been five, completely breaking the old rule of writing at most two songs a year.

I think this seems more credible.

Sheng Jingheng saw that she was rarely stunned and couldn't say anything specific, so he couldn't help but smile in a low voice and scraped the tip of her nose: "it's time to go back."

She's been out for a while, and he's been here longer.

If you don't go out again, it's time to attract many people.

South Vietnam reluctantly released his hand and said, "I'll go back first this time."

He's so big that no one dares to ask where he's gone. She's different. Many people stare at him to find the wrong place.

Sheng Jingheng nodded: "I'll wait five minutes."

Seeing that they have the same idea, they both don't want to expose their relationship to the public so soon, but want to live a relaxed and comfortable world.

South Vietnam could not help but come forward to hold him, rubbed his skirt, and said with a satisfied face: "I can finally hold it if I want to."

Before shengjingheng reacted, she quickly backed away, waved to him, carried her skirt and trotted back to the room again.

She felt like a gust of wind coming and going. Sheng Jingheng felt the residual temperature in his skirt and looked disappointed for a moment. Then he lowered his eyes and couldn't hide his smile.

South Vietnam ran all the way to the infield, but her hair was not disordered at all, and her heavy skirt did not hinder her.

However, just as she ran out of the backstage and wanted to pretend to be calm and calm back to her seat, a figure flashed out.

Nanyue had noticed someone before and smelled a very fragrant smell. Originally, she thought it was a staff member who loved beauty. When the meeting was close, she found that Lu Xiaolan had just not found her.

Haven't you given up yet?

South Vietnam was in a hurry to come out, completely ignoring Lu Xiaolan's insistence. It would have to avoid, and it couldn't be enough.

"South Vietnam, finally found you." Lu Xiaolan did not hide the fact that she had found Nanyue for a long time.

With that, he stretched out his hand to South Vietnam: "I've heard a lot about your name. I've finally seen it with my own eyes. I'm Lu Xiaolan. Please give me more advice in the future."

After all, she was an elder. South Vietnam naturally had to stretch out her hand and shake it with her.

"Hello, sister Xiaolan."

As for the advice, he didn't take it, but looked at the other side of the stage and said, "it seems that we're going to take a group photo. Let's go quickly."

Lu Xiaolan immediately intimately came forward and took Nan Yue's arm: "OK, together."

"..." brother ye, I'm sorry. She's all over Sheng Jingheng today.

Nan Yue silently recited in his heart, but he still had to keep a smile on his face and appeared in front of everyone with Lu Xiaolan.