Gong Yeyan's throat moved slightly, but he didn't directly answer her question. Instead, he changed the subject, "So, this is the reason you're wearing pajamas and climbing walls to throw yourself at a man in the middle of the night?"
"..."
Ming Ge withdrew her fingers. The color of her lips, without lipstick, was a shade paler than what the camera captured, but carried an added natural flush without any artificial embellishment. She pouted slightly with a hint of annoyance, "Mr. Gong, you're going to end up without a girlfriend if you keep this up."
Gong Yeyan said calmly, "Not needed."
"That's true." She chuckled languidly, her gaze hovering between coquettish and innocent as she teased him slowly, "With Mr. Gong's good looks, you must never lack pursuers falling over themselves to get to you."
Gong Yeyan, "..."
Good looks?
Those two words made the man's temples twitch slightly, "Good looks?"
