There was silence for about three seconds before Ming Ge asked uncertainly, "Mr. Gong, are you... pacifying me?"
The last three words were light and quick, with a slight upturn in her tone.
Gong Yeyan didn't answer and instead asked back, "You're only realizing that now?"
...It really was so.
A layer of thin coldness on Ming Ge's stern brows and eyes suddenly melted away like ice and snow, blooming with the radiant beauty of early spring.
Her eyelashes fluttered as she said, "I wasn't sure at the beginning."
She muttered, "After all, sometimes you're so clueless to the extent of terror, Mr. Gong, a straight man through and through—so bad that I can't even imagine you flirting, sigh."
Even though the way he flirted was circuitous, never coming out to blatantly say "I am pacifying you," it still reflected this man's intense and profound unique affection.
Gong Yeyan listened to the girl's complaints with a calm expression, "It seems your mood has improved."
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