Ling Momo became increasingly dizzy; she was somewhat unable to keep up with Li Qingshen's thoughts and stared at him blankly, letting out a puzzled "Huh?"
Li Qingshen, acting as if it were a serious matter, stared back at Ling Momo, waiting for her to speak. Although Ling Momo was confused about his questioning and its purpose, she obediently answered, "Not really."
Li Qingshen nodded in agreement and said earnestly, "I also think that being twenty-seven isn't really that old; it's not strange to remain unmarried, is it?"
Finally, Ling Momo understood the meaning of Li Qingshen's previous question and burst into laughter, playfully blinking as she said, "Twenty-seven isn't young either, many people are already married."
"Really?" Li Qingshen asked back.
Ling Momo nodded earnestly at Li Qingshen.
