Qingge slowly lowered her eyes and did not make a sound.

On the contrary, when Yan Ling's gaze fell on the small white ribbon that was being tied by the maid behind Qingge, his gaze stopped for a long time.

It seems that she has never been stared at like this by the young master who is indifferent to her words, and the maid on the side is tying the small ribbon behind her for Qingge, and her hands are trembling, and she has been tying it several times without success.

"Get out of the way." Yan Ling suddenly spoke.

As soon as the words came out, the maid hurriedly withdrew her hands and looked at the man with cold sweat on her forehead, and her voice stammered, "Yes.. I'm sorry young master, I, I'll let it right away..."

But halfway through the words, the maid who was about to call someone to replace her suddenly stopped speaking, and then looked at the next scene in front of her with a shocked face, the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and her eyes were as big as copper bells.

I saw Yan Ling step forward and raise his hand to gently smooth the small ribbon scattered behind the girl's back in his hand, and the next moment he tied it seriously with his eyes down.

With a neat and skillful gesture between the man's hands, a symmetrical and beautiful bow appeared on the girl's back.

Exquisite, perfect.

The maid was completely stunned, as if she didn't expect that the workaholic young master, who had always been unsmiling, would also tie a bow, and he was so skillful and good-looking.

Even the light song standing in front of the mirror was stunned.

"When did you learn this?" Qingge asked with a surprised face.

Yan Ling slowly let go of his hands that were fiddling with the bow, and for a while, "It's very early." ”

Sensing that the person behind him let go, Qingge hurriedly turned sideways and looked behind him in the mirror, his eyes fell on the bow behind him, and a touch of satisfaction slipped in his eyes, and he asked casually, "Why do you want to learn this?" ”

"I learned it for you." Yan Ling's eyes looked at Qingge quietly.

Qingge, who was looking sideways at the bow in the mirror, heard that his body stiffened, and a pair of amber eyes looked at the man in the mirror in a daze, his face was stunned.

in the mirror.

Qingge clearly saw that the man was looking at him seriously, and his heart was shocked.

The man didn't seem to expect that she would look back through the mirror, so the eyes that fell on her at this time were particularly soft, and the softness made Qingge couldn't help but be surprised.

Perhaps because of the fact that Si Yan opened his mind during this time, Qingge suddenly read the other party's feelings for him from Yan Ling's eyes, and at that moment, Qingge panicked, and suddenly recalled the words that Lan Xue said before.

"Because they're all imitating you..."

"For people like the young master, there are many women who want to pounce on them to ask for benefits, but the young master will only keep one female companion by his side every time, so after a long time, everyone is speculating about which type the young master likes, so as to prepare for the young master to fall in love with him at a glance. As a result, after a long time, someone found a pattern. That pattern is you."

in the room.

Qingge quietly withdrew her gaze from the mirror, forcibly suppressed the shock in her heart, and the corners of her mouth lifted, "Don't, there are countless female companions around you, I don't know who you learned it for, but I don't carry this pot." ”

When the words fell, Yan Ling's eyes were slightly stunned, "I didn't..."

"It's almost time, it's time for us to go." Qingge looked at the clock on the wall and reminded him calmly.

Yan Ling's expression was slightly stunned again, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the clock on the wall, and after two seconds of silence, he finally nodded, "Okay." ”

Yan Ling took the lead in turning around and walking out of the room, ordering people to prepare for departure.

Qingge continued to look at his clothes calmly, as if he was doing a final check, but when his eyes fell on the back of Yan Ling who left the room, Qingge breathed a long sigh of relief imperceptibly, and then his eyebrows twisted, and a touch of complexity welled up in his eyes.