Li Qingshen held the tea and nodded expressionlessly, without saying much.

Ling Momo's eyes rolled, folded the discarded music score, rubbed against Li Qingshen, and blinked at him, "Teacher, have you ever thought about whom you want to sing?"

Li Qingshen raised his eyelids and looked at Ling Momo, and the light in his eyes was a bit exploring.

Ling Momo smiled at him guiltily, looking a little silly and cute.

Li Qingshen lowered his eyelids, but his voice still had no temperature: "No."

Ling Momo was secretly happy in his heart. There was no one to choose, which meant that there was still a chance, so he pretended to be a joke and asked at him: "Teacher, do you think I'm suitable?"

Li Qingshen didn't even look at her, and replied directly: "It's not suitable."

Ling Momo's lips twitched without any trace.

Although she was just kidding, she was looking forward to it.

Wouldn't hesitate to answer? Should he hit people like this?

Ling Momo nodded in agreement: "I also think I'm not suitable."

As she said that, she tilted her head and smiled simple and cutely at Li Qingshen, and then she looked innocent and eager to learn: "Teacher, what do you think is not suitable for me? I want to know my shortcomings."

Only by knowing what is the shortcomings can you make up for it, so as to satisfy him, and then get this theme song.

Li Qingshen said lightly: "Nowhere is suitable."

Ling Momo: "..."

Is she that bad?

Ling Momo heard the rejection in Li Qingshen's words and did not bother him too much about this matter. He turned his eyes and chose the tactic of flattery, "Teacher, you are so powerful, you can definitely train me well, right?"

Li Qingshen turned his head. Under the light, the girl's fair face, her pink lips were moist, and her big dark eyes were shining with deep expectations.

He stared at her lips regularly, thinking about the scene where he kissed her in the hotel last night, in the darkness of the night, and suddenly became a little dry-mouthed.

Ling Momo flattered while hinting wildly: "Teacher, you are the most powerful person in the world. I believe you can teach me very well. Maybe under the guidance of the teacher, I can also sing the songs written by the teacher."

Her voice pulled back Li Qingshen's thoughts of being distracted. He realized that he had just been distracted, frowned slightly, and quickly moved his gaze away from her lips.

The expression on his face became more and more cold. Just like not hearing her words, he put down the teacup and turned around and left.

Ling Momo subconsciously reached out and grabbed his arm.

Li Qingshen froze, lowered his eyes and looked at the arm she grabbed. Her fingers were soft and white, which quickly made the two skin blind dates appear in his mind again, rolling and lingering.

He was slightly out of control, his eyes jumped away in panic, his face coldly, and as if he had encountered something dirty, he threw her away.

His movements were very fast and his strength was very strong. Ling Momo was unprepared and took two steps backwards, hitting his waist on the table. She gasped in pain, raised her head in surprise, and looked at him inexplicably.

Why... suddenly got angry?

Li Qingshen glanced at her coldly, and her tone was cold: "Don't touch me!"

Ling Momo was startled by Li Qingshen's tone, forgot the pain, and stood there stiffly, moving his lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Because she had something to ask for him, she quickly came back to her senses. When she noticed that he was angry, she immediately took a step back obediently, and showed a flattering smile at him. She endured the pain in her waist, and said softer: "Teacher, I didn't mean it, and I will never dare to touch you again in the future!"

The girl's voice is soft and tender.

Li Qingshen tightened the corner of his lower lip, turned his head, and had no expression on his three-dimensional side face, as if he was a little impatient, pointed out outside the door and ordered: "Go out!"

Ling Momo opened her mouth slightly. She originally wanted to please him and see if she could sing the song he wrote, but she never expected that she would make a mistake and annoy him.

She really didn't know that he didn't like others to touch him.

She looked at him and wanted to say something else unwillingly, but seeing his face gloomy, she had to lower her head in despair and rubbed it out little by little at the door.

…

Ling Momo is very stubborn, stubbornly approaching paranoid.

And her paranoia comes from her crazy desire to get rid of the current state she is in.

So, Ling Momo met an opportunity, just like he was in the endless darkness and encountered a ray of light, drowning straw, and he tried his best to catch it.

Although Li Qingshen got angry last night, she did not give up. Instead, it inspired her to want to please him even more.

After looking through the phone all night, people say that grabbing a man's heart requires grabbing a man's stomach.

So Ling Momo got up early the next morning and then went down the mountain secretly.

When she came back, it was already ten o'clock, carrying a large bag of small bags in her hand.

She went upstairs and found that Li Qingshen had not gotten up yet, so she tiptoed downstairs, put the things she bought into the refrigerator one by one, then picked some fruits and washed them, put them on the fruit tray, and placed them on the coffee table in the living room.

After finishing all this, she walked into the kitchen and tossed for an hour. She put four dishes and one soup with all kinds of colors, fragrance and flavor on the table.

She looked at her masterpiece, took a deep breath of satisfaction, and went upstairs again.

Li Qingshen's door was not locked, and she pushed it open. After entering, she found that there was no one in the room. Ling Momo was suspicious of where the man had gone, and then she heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Ling Momo then felt relieved and looked around Li Qingshen's bedroom. It was very simple to place, a bed, a piano, a sofa, and a desk.

There was a little messy on the desk and covered with white paper.

Ling Momo walked forward and was about to sort it out when he saw the photo frame on the side.

Ling Momo suddenly remembered Li Qingshen's affectionate appearance at the photo frame last night, and his heart suddenly felt itchy... Who would be the person in this photo frame?

Whether it is Li Qingshen or Myth, any identity is the dragon among humans. Anyone in their minds would be curious.

Ling Momo bit her lower lip, looked around, then raised her hand and reached towards the photo frame.

She secretly looked at her, seeing whether the person inside was a man or a woman, beautiful or ugly, and to see what kind of person is hidden in her heart as this perfect myth.
Chapter completed!