Chapter 174: Golden Time
"Agent Lee!" "Strange, I'm still here just now, and the computer and lights are on?!" β
Yu Cheng ran into the office area out of breath, and his pace was as vigorous as a half-meter sprint at the sports meeting, and suddenly Yu Cheng stopped in front of Chengmei's desk. Because at this time, the office area and the bathroom next to it were silent, and even if you put your ears on the door, you could only hear the whistling wind passing by. Yu Cheng tugged at his ears and winked at the ceiling again, his eyes rolling slightly. After making sure that there was no one around, he slipped into Chengmei's computer with a light tap on the floor with his toes, and clicked on the dialog box that had just been closed with trembling hands.
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Suddenly hearing a voice from somewhere behind him, Yu Cheng ran into his office out of breath in fright. But after all, he was no longer the Yucheng who made a fuss about a trivial matter, so after fully stretching his limbs and warming up, he calmly stood outside the crack in the door where the voice had just come out.
"Wow, thank you so much, Agent Zhou, I was already hungry when you passed by my workstation just now. Looking at the food box now, it's so impressive! β
Seongmi's tone in the door was a little rude, and she kept ruffling her hair from the back of her neck to the top of her hair. Mingyao chuckled and stared at Chengmei with affection, although it is the characteristic of Mingyao, a dead friend, to switch expressions instantly, but this expression is something that Yucheng has never seen. Yu Cheng's heart moved, and he kept repeating the action of pushing the door in and out twice.
"Appearance is one thing, but you also have to pay attention to balanced nutrition. This is barbecued pork, this is salmon and avocado, and a bottle of strawberry yogurt. Miss Chengmei, please use it slowly! Mingyao's tenderness was endless, and even the corners of her eyes had an out-of-control smile.
"Hmmm! Well! Chengmei's expression didn't seem to change, but it was actually changing little by little, especially the eyes that were like dark green leaves, instantly turning back to shallow and tossing and turning. Looking at Chengmei, who was interpreting "delicious" with her heart, Mingyao's pupils were instantly full of brilliance. At this time, Chengmei's deliberate chewing action stopped, and her gaze changed slightly, if at first it was the pure and agile nature of a young girl, then now she is like winter snow, becoming more mature and richer. Mingyao's eyes also had subtle changes, a change that was difficult for him to describe without deep emotional experience.
"Well, I didn't lie to you!"
At this time, it is polite to speak first, even if the four eyes meet, Mingyao does not completely abandon his demeanor.
"Hmmm! It can indeed be given a five-star review! By the way, Agent Zhou, did you make a special trip to buy dinner for me? I see you've just been in a hurry? β
Seungmi tapped the back of her head, which didn't hurt, and then she asked with a smile as she put her face close to Mingyao.
"It's a very nutritious question. I finally got off work on time, so why did I have to take a taxi to buy takeout and then turn back here? β
Mingyao snorted casually, and in an instant, those commonly used communicative words swirled on the tip of Chengmei's tongue.
"Don't mind, I'm just curious and a little brain short-circuit. However, I can get to know you again today, a super gentlemanly Zhou Mingyao. Cheng Mei shook her head whimsically, and finally spoke with difficulty as if she were whispering.
"But I don't agree that this is gentlemanly manners!"
Mingyao slowly lowered his originally towering shoulders like a deflated balloon. The door closed silently, and the breeze rose from the ground, slightly carrying the fragrance of midsummer. Chengmei's slowly lowered face wrinkled like waste paper, and her delicate facial features quietly blended into a dark cloud. At this moment, the entire Anseong Bank also fell into the same silence, only the second hand and minute hand were ticking, and Yu Cheng outside the door was actually impetuous waiting for Mingyao's next sentence, although it was already a tacit secret of all colleagues.
"It's me who likes you." Maybe it's because it's hard to speak, Mingyao said slowly and quietly.