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Chapter 8 That, I'm afraid of waste, so(2/2)

She didn't seem to care, but she held the book firmly in her hand.

It seemed like I had found a treasure, and I was a little excited.

Lu Yuan glanced slightly at the corner of his mouth and smiled.

This is a typical way of saying no.

But the body is very honest.

"Crunch."

"Your takeout has arrived!"

At this time, An Xiao opened the door with three takeaways and a pack of "red orchid", with a rather resentful voice, and then threw the takeaways on the table in front of Lu Yuan.

"Oh." Lu Yuan nodded and then took a wary look at An Xiao, who looked a little gloomy: "You won't spit in it, right?"

"What! You are saying it again!" When An Xiao heard this sentence, his expression suddenly changed, and he was ready to rush over and fight with Lu Yuan.

Is she such a lackluster person?

"No, I was just joking, don't..." Lu Yuan surrendered quickly.

"I am a quality person, not as dirty as you!"

"I am also qualified and I am not dirty!"

"Haha! Now "Red Lan" has been delivered and food has been bought. When will my song be written?"

"It's written." Lu Yuan picked up the takeaway and ate it, casually dealing with it.

"What?"

"I said the lyrics have been written."

"Has it been written? Where is it?"

"It's in Wang Jinxue's hands."

"Really?" An Xiao looked at Wang Jinxue and saw Wang Jinxue nodded.

Wang Jinxue is not always a quiet person, but at this moment, she is a little abnormal and seems to be quite quiet.

After An Xiao saw Wang Jinxue's expression, she felt a little strange.

It seems that he agrees with it very much.

"Sister Jinxue, show me."

"good!"

When Wang Jinxue handed the notebook to An Xiao, and An Xiao opened the first page of the notebook, her eyes suddenly widened, and then she looked at Lu Yuan as if she had seen a ghost.

There was a storm in her heart.

She is a singer.

Professional singer.

She can naturally judge which songs are good and which are bad.

The success of a song has a great relationship with its lyrics.

so……

"This, this, this... was really written by you? Was it really written by me in the few minutes I was out shopping?"

An Xiao stuttered a little.

Then came the shock!

His originally unhappy face was filled with shock.

Yes, only shocked!

She looked at Lu Yuan as if she had seen a ghost.

"Yes." Lu Yuan nodded.

"You, you, you...you..." An Xiao still stuttered, "Then...the score of this song, you..."

"Give me a guitar, and I'll give you the world." Lu Yuan took a bite of the rice and felt that today's meal was extremely delicious, especially the chicken legs, which looked very delicious.

"Don't, don't... don't eat..." An Xiao screamed subconsciously after watching Lu Yuan pick up the chicken legs.

"What?"

"This chicken leg is not delicious..."

"Um?"

"Anyway, don't eat it."

"Is there anything I can't eat? Really...could it be poisonous?" Lu Yuan shook his head, picked up the chicken legs and put it in his mouth.

Then he started chewing.

"Click."

The sound of shattering teeth resounded throughout the room.

Lu Yuan covered his mouth...

"That... chicken drumstick fell to the ground... I... I'm afraid of wasting it..." An Xiao looked at Lu Yuan weakly.

"..." Lu Yuan's face turned blue and purple, looking extremely wonderful.
Chapter completed!
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