Chapter 472 What Is the Fourth Brother Doing?

Gong Zeli didn't seem to know this. He pushed Yan Shaoqing away, raised his head, his eyes fell on Qiao Mianmian's face again, and asked stubbornly: "You really don't use perfume? Then what's the fragrance on your body?" how come?"

He desperately wanted to know the answer.

Qiao Mianmian's face looked a little unhappy and she frowned: "I have already answered you."

"Then why do you smell so good?"

Yan Shaoqing: "Fourth, are you crazy? What are you doing?"

Gong Zeli was very stubborn: "You just need to answer me why you have fragrance on your body. If it's not the smell of perfume, what is it?"

Qiao Mianmian was annoyed by him. When she spoke again, her tone became colder: "Mr. Gong, you are very rude."

"I know, but I really want to know the answer. Your answer is very important to me. Miss Qiao, even if I am asking you to do a favor, can you please tell me the answer?"

The man's tone was very polite, so polite that Qiao Mianmian felt that the person in front of her was not Gong Zeli.

There seemed to be a trace of confusion in those soft and narrow eyes, as if they were confused by something.

Qiao Mianmian looked at his handsome face and felt that he wasn't so annoying anymore.

I have to say that under relatively normal circumstances, Gong Zeli is still very pleasing to the eye.

She could finally see now that this matter might really be important to Gong Zeli.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have such an attitude towards her when he hated himself so much.

She couldn't say how much she disliked Gong Zeli, but she didn't have a good impression of him either.

Seeing that his attitude was so polite, she still acted like a good person: "Maybe it's the smell of my shampoo."

Mo Yesi also said that she smelled delicious and asked her what perfume she used.

But she couldn't smell it herself.

After thinking about it, there was only the residual fragrance of the shampoo she used.

"Shampoo?" Gong Zeli blinked, "What brand of shampoo?"

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

"Is this shampoo you are talking about still in production?"

"..."

After asking a bunch of strange questions, Gong Zeli left with a sullen face.

Yan Shaoqing stood at the door, looking at his figure gradually walking away, still confused.

When they were far away, he finally couldn't help but burst out: "Damn it, what kind of song was the fourth boy singing?"

He didn't even know, and Qiao Mianmian was even less clear.

"Sister-in-law, there aren't any secrets between you and the fourth child that I don't know about, right?" Yan Shaoqing walked back to the box, full of questions, and looked at Qiao Mianmian suspiciously.

Qiao Mianmian: "...Do you think he and I have secrets?"

Yan Shaoqing: "...It doesn't look like that."

"Master Yan, let's not talk about Mr. Gong's matter for now. Why don't we talk about another interesting thing?" Qiao Mianmian bent down and picked up a bouquet of red roses on the table, and smiled with curved lips. And relatives, "For example, this bouquet of roses?"

The expression on Yan Shaoqing's face suddenly froze.

The moment he pushed open the box and saw Qiao Mianmian sitting inside, he knew what was going on.

At that time, I was extremely upset.

I regret it terribly.

Damn, he thought he had met the right girl, but he didn't expect...

With the idea that a dog's life is at stake, he immediately said with a shy smile: "Misunderstanding, sister-in-law, it is definitely a misunderstanding. My flower is..."