"Yes." Li Qingshen heard her voice and turned her head, looking at her eyes flashing with light, "It's been a long time coming."
The string in Ling Momo's head was broken again. Oh my god, has it been a long time?
No wonder he leaned over to unbuckle her seat belt...
It's so embarrassing...
The only thing Ling Momo could think of was to run away. Suddenly, she quickly said, "Teacher, I'm going home!"
Li Qingshen didn't leave Ling Momo alone, but faced her, slightly raised her lips, and smiled faintly. That smile was like a flash in the pan, and it was confusing: "Well, go back and get some rest early."
Ling Momo blinked her eyes, feeling that the flash of smile just now seemed like an illusion, and she felt a little silly.
Some people say that aesthetic appreciation will always get tired, but after staying with Li Qingshen for so long, why does she still feel that this man never gets tired of him?
Li Qingshen looked at Ling Momo who was staring at him stupidly. The smile in his eyes became thicker and thicker. She seemed to be in a good mood and said in a leisurely tone, "Good night."
Ling Momo woke up with a start and saw Li Qingshen who was calm and calm. Her heart beat faster and faster. She stretched out her hand in a panic and pushed open the car door. Her speech was also a little awkward: "Good night...
..Teacher, drive slower.”
Afterwards, he ran away without looking back and walked in a hurry.
Li Qingshen leaned lazily on the passenger seat, staring at Ling Momo's back, and felt particularly good.
He could clearly tell that she was distracted by him just now, and he admitted that he deliberately pretended to kiss her and get close to her... but she didn't show any signs of it.
Even with a disgusted expression, she didn't push him away... She even closed her eyes, with a hint of expectation on her quietly waiting face...
It's not like she doesn't have Li Qingshen in Ling Momo's heart, right?
Li Qingshen slowly raised his hand, put his slender fingers against his lips, and slowly pondered for a while. It seemed that... the time was really ripe...
Hmm... He has indeed matured... It seems that he should confess his love to her...
When Li Qingshen thought of this, she turned her head and stared at the room where Ling Momo lived, thinking in her heart, how should he confess to her?
This is a matter of great caution...
Be romantic, be novel, make her unforgettable, make her moved, make her remember it for the rest of her life...
Ling Momo ran all the way home. She opened the door and didn't even turn on the light. Instead, she stood at the door and even felt her face getting hot.
She stood there stupidly for a while, then raised her hand absentmindedly and gently pressed the switch on the side.
Then the light came on for a moment and then suddenly went out.
Ling Momo's first thought was that the light in the living room was broken, so she reached out and turned on the light in another room, but found that it was still not on.
Is there a power outage?
Ling Momo wrinkled her nose, took her cell phone, and found the electricity meter in the house. Then she saw that there was still a lot of electricity in the house under the weak light. Ling Momo ran to the window and looked at other homes that had electricity.
It occurred to me that it was not a collective power outage, but a problem at home.
