Chapter 52: "Mr. Gong, you're a typical sign of jealousy."

The palace night banquet did not speak for a long time.

For a long time, Ming Ge thought that he would not speak again.

Only then did he speak, "How many people have you told such bold and enthusiastic pursuits and familiar explanations?" ”

Standing by the window, the window is dark and deep as far as the eye can see, hidden in the night is a beautiful and luxurious building like an ancient European palace, the moonlight above the building is bright, and the faint and cool moonlight is projected on the glass window, faintly reflecting the outline of his handsome face.

His eyes were as dark as a cold night, and he couldn't see the bottom.

It seems to be surging with ink, and it is extremely intense.

“……”

Ming Ge blinked.

This question is really a bit out of the ordinary, and it is not within the scope of her expectations.

However, Ming Ge raised his eyebrows shallowly, and did not apply lipstick on his lips, but dyed a different bright color, "Mr. Gong asked so...... Are you jealous? ”

The man was silent and asked rhetorically, "What do you think?" ”

What do you think?

That's a lot of meaning.

Ming Ge swept his long hair, his white fingertips were wrapped around a trace of curl, and there was a thin smile in his eyes.

This can be ridicule.

What do you think?

- Heh, is it possible?

It can also be a rhetorical question.

- Perhaps even he didn't know about the inquiry, ask her, ask yourself.

It can also be a twisted hatred, or a flirtatious molestation.

- When I asked this, I must have said with a slight smile in my tone, and the tail note was raised.

Ming Ge deceived himself, well, it's the last one.

"I think so." She said softly and slowly, "Mr. Gong, you are a typical sign of jealousy. ”

“……”

In the next second, she changed her words and said, "However, don't be jealous." ”

It didn't matter if the man didn't speak, Mingge began to coax softly.

"Because, the person I pursue has always been you."

"You are unique."

"As for why the definitions of 'like' and 'pursuit' are so familiar, it's because ......"

"Every word I said to Mr. Gong, I have rehearsed it thousands of times in my heart."

The girl's voice was soft, and it fell into her ears through the phone, and there was a kind of eloquent taste.

It's tempting to believe that, yes, she's telling the truth.

Gong Yeyan's eyelids twitched, but he didn't say anything, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not.

Mingge would not be stupid enough to get an answer, she cleverly changed the topic and asked, "What flowers does Mr. Gong like?" ”

"Nope."

President Beauty's answer was as concise as ever.

Mingge is not surprising at all.

After all, it's just an attack.,It's strange that a really straight man likes flowers.。

She wrapped her fingertips around a strand of inky curls, and said to herself, "I love tulips, the fiery red, the big ones, whether they are packed into a beautiful bouquet on the counter or grown wild in the garden, they are very bright and wanton......"

"You're suggesting that I'm sending you flowers?" The palace night banquet used a declarative tone.

Ming Ge tilted his head and smiled lightly, but there was a little other unusual meaning in his smile, "Is it so obvious?" ”

“……”

In the end, Gong Yeyan only said four words, "You think too much." ”

*

…… Is she really thinking too much?

Ming Ge's white and slender fingers touched his lips, looked at the black mobile phone screen, and smiled slowly.

*

The next morning.

Gong's.

After the palace night banquet entered the president's office, not long after he sat down, special assistant Zuo An knocked on the door and came in, still holding a bouquet in his hand...... Red tulips.