Luo Rui was taken aback when she saw Li Qing's face, "Brother Qing, when did you become so avant-garde? Did you give yourself 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's face showed a hint of a teasing smile, "Was it because..."
Li Qing chuckled speechlessly, "What exactly is going through that little head of yours? Last night... hmm, I got so absorbed in studying that by the time I snapped back to reality, it was already dawn."
Li Qing checked his phone. It was nine fifteen, with fifteen minutes left to spare.
Luo Rui frowned slightly, "What a shame."
She thought there might be some gossip to listen to. In the six months since she joined the company, although Li Qing enjoyed joking with colleagues, he hadn't found a girlfriend.
