"No, thank you. I've already eaten."
Luo Rui looked at Li Qing's face, stunned: "Brother Qing, when did you get so avant-garde? Did you give yourself a smoky eye makeup?"
Smoky eye makeup?
Li Qing instinctively touched his eye sockets: "Is it that bad? I didn't sleep well last night..."
"Stayed up late last night?"
Luo Rui displayed a slightly ambiguous smile: "Was it because of..."
Li Qing chuckled helplessly: "What on earth are you thinking? Last night... um, I was too engrossed in studying, and by the time I realized, it was already morning."
Li Qing checked his phone. Nine fifteen; fifteen minutes left.
Luo Rui frowned: "What a letdown."
She thought she could hear some gossip. She's been at the company for half a year, and although Li Qing loves joking with colleagues, he never sought a girlfriend.
She kept chattering beside him about her work troubles yesterday, leading to overtime until seven, blah blah blah, and then asked Li Qing to check her computer at her desk.
