Ling Momo was startled and turned her head to see Li Qingshen with cold eyebrows and eyes.

Li Qingshen's dark eyes were filled with a hint of tension, and there was a dense chill on his body.

Li Qingshen quickly placed the photo frame in the drawer, and his movements were incredibly fast.

Ling Momo looked at this scene and suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Li Qingshen, he is actually nervous...

This man who has always been arrogant is actually nervous...

Who is the person in that album... that makes him have so many rich expressions.

Li Qingshen put the photo frame on it, then stretched out his hand with a cold expression, grabbed Ling Momo's collar, picked her up mercilessly, and dragged her out the door.

Ling Momo knew that she had made Li Qingshen angry again, so she subconsciously looked at him and wanted to apologize, but saw that he was dragging him and only wrapped in a bathrobe. His hair was wet, and water drips fell down, sliding into his firm and tight chest, which was sexy and fatal.

I just took a shower and didn't know what shower gel I used. The refreshing smell filled the air.

Ling Momo's face suddenly turned red and she was breathing nervously, "Teacher——"

Halfway through the words, I couldn't continue talking anymore, my tongue was a little knotted. I have to admit that Li Qingshen is really handsome.

Li Qingshen ignored the deaf ears, opened the door with an expressionless face, and threw her out. His voice was as cold as ice in the extremely cold place: "Without my permission, you are not allowed to enter my bedroom without authorization!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and slammed the door hard.

…

When Li Qingshen went downstairs, he had already changed into clean and simple clothes, beige trousers and white shirt, and his hair was slightly wet.

Ling Momo was originally lying at the dining table, but when she heard the footsteps, she immediately stood up. Because she had just tried to challenge him, she was very attentive and smiled at him very brightly: "Teacher, you are here, I've cooked!"

Li Qingshen walked to the dining table and glanced at it briefly. Four dishes and one soup, and the fruit platter, the originally condensed face became a little calmer.

Ling Momo carefully observed Li Qingshen's expression and found that he seemed to have improved a little, so he immediately pulled open the chair with his legs and his tone continued to soften: "Teacher, please sit down."

Li Qingshen sat down expressionlessly. Ling Momo immediately handed over the chopsticks, and did not forget to give Li Qingshen a soup, holding it in front of Li Qingshen in both hands.

A series of actions are extremely flattering.

Li Qingshen didn't speak from beginning to end, but just kept silently eating with chopsticks.

Girls have a good cooking skills and a light taste.

Li Qingshen is focused and gentle.

Ling Momo raised his eyes from time to time and secretly looked at Li Qingshen.

The noon sunlight hit Li Qingshen's right face, which set off his fair skin, his nose became more straighter, and his outline became deeper. The black hair like silk accompanied his meal movements, moving slightly, and Ling Momo couldn't help feeling a little deeper.

Although those who study music only make a living by their voice, in this era when appearance is justice, most people still make a living by their appearance. In this circle, she has seen many beautiful and handsome men and beautiful figures.

Even her face is outstanding.

But compared with the appearance of the god in front of him, it was like a star meeting the moonlight, and it instantly dimmed and incomparable.

Ling Momo was stunned for a while at Li Qingshen's face, realizing that she had almost forgotten the serious matter, she hurriedly came back to her senses, and smiled with curved eyes: "Teacher, did you sleep very late last night?"

Ling Momo knew that he slept very late. She didn't sleep well all night last night. Every time she opened her eyes, she could see the light from his room outside the window. She thought, he was probably busy with the songs directed by Wang Yi.

Li Qingshen raised his handsome eyebrows, which was considered an answer.

Ling Momo faced his silence and had no temper at all. When she saw him in the bowl, she stood up diligently and served him another bowl of soup: "Teacher, drink more soup, I put some medicinal herbs in it. You slept late last night, which was just enough to relieve your fatigue."

Li Qingshen stared at her hands holding the bowl for two seconds, and took it with a look of no movement.

Ling Momo sat back in her seat and smiled obediently: "Teacher, do you think the soup tastes good?"

Li Qingshen raised his head, stared at her thoughtfully for a while, and said in a faint tone: "Average."

Ling Momo: "..."

She wanted to find a topic, but it was so difficult to get close to him?

Ling Momo was silent for a while and asked unwillingly: "Teacher, what do you think is dissatisfied?"

Li Qingshen was like deaf, and he didn't even look at her.

"Teacher, I will grind my cooking skills when I go back, and I will ensure that you will be satisfied in the future," Ling Momo said. "If you don't dislike it now, I will cook soup for you every day, okay?"

Li Qingshen looked up at her.

The girl's white and tender face had no makeup on her face, and she was clean and pure, and her dark eyes were full of expectations.

He silent for a while, lowered his eyelids, and said softly.

Ling Momo knew that he had agreed. She bit her chopsticks and a light of joy flashed in her eyes.

It seems that her uncle is not a person without flaws. If you hold a man's heart, you have to hold the man's stomach first. This sentence is indeed true. Her food strategy may really help her get closer to him, and then get the right to sing his new song.

Seeing that his trick had initial results, Ling Momo was very happy to stick out his tongue.

She had just vomited halfway through her, and Li Qingshen seemed to notice something, suddenly looked up and shot at her with a sharp look.

Ling Momo immediately bit the bowl, lowered her eyebrows and looked obedient and drank the soup silently like a gentle cat.

After dinner, Ling Momo personally peeled off the orange peel and handed the flesh to Li Qingshen: "Teacher, eating more fruits is good for the health."

Li Qingshen did not answer this time, but instead glanced at her faintly, got up and walked towards the living room, sat on the sofa, with her slender legs overlapping, and her expression was calm.

Ling Momo brewed a cup of tea and followed: "Teacher, are you drinking tea?"

Li Qingshen looked at the white and tender little hands in front of him, and his eyes moved deep and deep to the girl's pure white face, aiming at her black and shining eyes, with a hint of flattery inside.

Knowing that her obedience and obedience were hidden behind her, and knowing that her kindness to him was hypocritical, he still couldn't bear to let her down.

When I was just having a meal, I nodded and promised her to cook soup for him every day.

Now……

Li Qingshen looked away expressionlessly and forced herself not to pick up the tea she handed over.

"Teacher, don't you want to drink tea?" Ling Momo put down the teacup and stood up, "Then teacher, I'll make you a cup of coffee."

Before she could walk away, Li Qingshen suddenly spoke up a little annoyed: "Tell me."

Ling Momo didn't react for a moment: "Hmm?"

Li Qingshen closed his eyes and relaxed his emotions slightly, suppressed the discomfort in his heart. He pretended to be casually picking up the remote control and turning on the TV, staring directly at the TV, and said coldly, "What's the purpose? Tell me directly."
Chapter completed!