Li Qingshen gently moved his body and saw Ling Momo's long hair strands had fallen onto the Hagen Dazs, some of the cream sticking to them. He naturally raised his hand to gently wipe it away with a tissue, disturbing the still-dazed Ling Momo.
Her face instantly flushed red. She didn't know what was wrong with her, why she had stared blankly at Li Qingshen for so long because of what he had said earlier.
Moreover, she couldn't tell if it was her imagination, but she always felt that Li Qingshen's gaze at her earlier was so strange, as if he hid something she could neither understand nor see.
So unfamiliar, yet so charming!
Lost in thought, Ling Momo felt an increasing sense of chaos and irritability in her heart. She quickly lowered her head and began to dig into the Hagen Dazs with her spoon, eating it rapidly.
The ice cream was sweet and cool, slowly settling the restlessness and confusion she had just felt.
