Random Questions To Ask Novels & Stories

"What do you want to know?" I glanced at her. "Okay, let me think of a question." I was having a difficult time coming up with a line of questioning that would lead to the one topic I wanted to know about without being too obvious. After about 10 minutes of silence, I was about to ask my question when she beat me to it. "I have an idea. How about we play 20 questions?" I smiled at her. "That is a wonderful idea, love. Do you want to go first?"

Ah, I will call Annie. Start dialing Annie's number. Ring. Ring. "Hello, what's up,?" Annie from the other line. "Hi, Annie. Are you busy? Can I ask you a question?," I said, quite hesitant. "Yeah, I'm free now. What is it?" she replied. "Please don't laugh at me and please don't ask me any question. I just need your answer. Okay?" I requested. "Yeah, sure. Okay. What is it?" Annie sounding puzzled.

Lucas replied, his eyes closed in relaxation. Leila continued to massage his shoulders. "Do you like it?" she asked softly. Lucas responded with hum, indicating his approval. Leila decided to delve deeper into their conversation. "Tell me more about yourself," she requested, her curiosity piqued. Lucas tilted his head slightly, considering her question. "What do you want to know?" he asked, calmly. Leila paused, gathering her thoughts before speaking. "Your favorite color? Favorite food?" she inquired. Lucas thought for a moment before answering.

Before Qingxi could answer her well-prepared answer to such a question, another question was asked by none other than Lu Jingzhe. "What's your favorite color?" Lu Jingzhe asked while picking up a notepad and a pen to make it seem like it was one of the most important questions in the world and will decide her future in the field. "Uhh...Black?" Qingxi answered confusingly, looking at the man who had questioned her the first question earlier. As Qingxi tried to answer the question once again, she was interrupted again. "Why black?" Lu Jingzhe asked twirling the pen looking all serious.

"Shouldn't you go first?" "No, I don't know about the game and you brought it up so you go first." I laughed. "Okay, what's your favorite color?" He said with a smile. "I really don't have a favorite color so I don't know. Oh wait, I think it's black or any dark color." I nodded. "That's good. Now, you ask me any question." "So, you mean I can ask you anything?" "Yes, you can." "Okay. How many girlfriends have you had?" I asked, feeling nervous on having to ask.

They all cheered but he was silent. "The third question, Do you have a boyfriend?" I wonder why she'll ask such a question. " No!" I muttered blatantly making sure he also heard. " Fourth question..." him again? " Sir, you can't ask more than…" he shot him a deadly glare, and everywhere went quiet. " Describe your ideal type?" He's asking such an absurd question. Aren't the question supposed to be work-related why personal life's now? I'll tell him what he wants to hear.

"For you." ______ Can you guess what he's going to ask her? And how Emily would react? I think the hint would be that he's going to ask the most obvious question ever, but asking it in every wrong way that he could do it multiple times over lol. So this is it. Enjoy fellas. Good Day. You can always reach out to me at ritika_verma_970000. ❤️

He asks, looking back away toward where the maid had disappeared. “I was just wondering,” I begin, not really sure if there was an appropriate way to ask the question or if I should just come out and say it, “, why are some people so weird around you and others aren’t?” The question seemed to take him by surprise as his ears lift slightly and pull back. I didn’t even know he could do that. Then he smiles warmly,