Present your opinion in one breath.

The system criticized, "You're just wasting your time by gambling like this. 】

"Of course I do."

Mingge raised his hand to remove the mask, walked into the bathroom, washed his face, looked at himself in the mirror, and sighed.

"What can I do, I'm also distressed, do you want to be seduced?"

"But—they're better looking than I am, and they're not moved at all."

The system listened quietly to her complaints.

Ming Ge suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and hurriedly said, "Little Star, do you have that kind of prop card that can make me meet 100% of the beauties?" ”

After asking, Ming Ge waited for the system to answer with an expectant face.

Oh my god, she's such a clever little ghost to come up with such a clever idea!

【Yes~】

However, without waiting for Ming Ge to speak, the system changed his words and smiled expressionlessly.

[But you can't afford it, let's die, the negative score is rough.] 】

Ming Song, "......"

Silently raise your middle finger.

Spicy Chicken System.

-

Lying in bed, it was less than ten o'clock, as a night owl, you would never be able to sleep until the early hours of the morning.

Mingge took out the claw machine, but the poor flip card old man couldn't even download Weibo.

She saved the phone number of the palace night banquet she got from Chu Dufeng.

Of course, it is impossible for her to call over and talk about this kind of behavior at night.

Mingge only sent a text message.

……

The screen of the phone resting on the bedside table lights up.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, a man in a black silk nightgown with slightly wet hair picked up his phone and looked at it.

A text message.

Unknown number.

[Good night, good dreams, Mo Mo Da~]

Seven words.

Not even a signature.

However, the palace night banquet stared at the content of the text message, but a pretty and bright face inexplicably appeared in his mind.

The body moves faster than the mind.

Press the callback key.

"Toot ......"

It sounded, and the girl said in a lazy tone, "Hey? ”

Palace Night Banquet, "......"

He was stunned for a second.

Is she on the phone, answering so quickly?

"Mr. Gong, is that you?" The girl's voice was faintly uncertain and excited.

That hint of excitement, as if pleasing the man, he opened his mouth "um".

Although there is a caller ID, Mingge is still a little incredulous.

It wasn't until she got an affirmative answer that she sat up from the bed in a supine position.

Ming Ge held the phone to his ear and suppressed his voice, trying not to reveal the happiness in his tone too obviously.

"It's so late, Mr. Gong called, is there something wrong?"

Late-night chatter?

Or is it 12 a.m. emotional connection?

Mingge selectively forgot that she had sent a text message to someone first......

She thought that when Gong Yeyan called, he must have asked her where he got his phone number.

Ming Ge had already finished his draft and decided to sell Chu Dufeng cruelly.

Well, to treat a rival in love is to be as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

Behold......

It's not at all what she imagined.

The man on the other end of the phone had a hoarse voice in the dark night, and asked:

"What do you mean?"