Lin Zhanyan felt that she was getting more and more strange. Song Zichen said nothing and did nothing. She was still so moved by him.

He himself didn't know that his smile was his deadliest weapon.

"When did you come back?" Song Zichen asked and walked towards Lin Zhanyan.

"I'm here in the afternoon." Lin Zhanyan said, "I just arrived at your house when you sent me a message."

Song Zichen had already walked to Lin Zhanyan, his voice lower than before, "Come up and wait for me after the end."

Lin Zhanyan was thinking about whether to agree, but she heard Song Zichen shout:

"who?!"

Someone?

Could it be a reporter?

Lin Zhanyan's back was so scared that her heart pounded, and she didn't dare to turn around and let the other party see him.

Song Zichen's voice had an irresistible majesty:

"come out!"

Lin Zhanyan closed her eyes in despair—

In such a cold day, there will be people going to the rooftop.

She and Song Zichen are about to fall in love!

At this moment, Song Zichen blurted out unexpectedly—

"Lin Min?"

Is Lin Min the person who came up?

Lin Zhanyan felt a stream of passion rushing towards her forehead. Her back was no longer stiff. She was full of energy. When she turned around, she saw a delicate and youthful face that was full of eyes.

It's really-

"Lin Min?!"

Lin Zhanyan was as surprised as Song Zichen, but she was more excited than Song Zichen.

Lin Min lowered her head slightly, her face turned red, and walked over and said, "Zichen... Brother, Hello, sister!"

The little male god was right in front of him. Lin Zhanyan didn't care about anything and wanted to go over and shake hands with Lin Min, but was pulled back by Song Zichen.

Song Zichen squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Min, "What are you calling me?"

The company's artists, no matter their age, will call him Mr. Song, and no one has ever called him like Lin Min.
Chapter completed!