"..."
Gong Yeyan sat calmly without responding.
Today, Ming Ge was determined not to give up until she reached her goal. She continued to 'seduce' the man, deliberately casting alluring glances and using a flirtatious tone, her dark hair and enchanting beauty captivating him, each smile and frown exuding charm.
With a slender white finger, as playful as a princely rogue from ancient times, handsome yet frivolous, she gently lifted the man's elegantly curved fair chin, asking in a teasing tone, "Tell me, is it—"
Gong Yeyan's throat rolled, his obsidian eyes suddenly deepening with intensity, like the finest black ink in the world, too rich to dissolve.
He was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, "You're right, initially I thought it would be nice to have some quiet time alone without anyone around, but now I feel..."
