Li Qingshen sat next to him, just like when he was in school, the head teacher stood behind him, making Ling Momomo dare not relax at all.

After bounced like this one after another, her fingers and wrists were really tired. And after sitting for so long, she wanted to go to the bathroom.

Ling Momo felt that her situation at this moment was very similar to when she was in school when she was a child, she had to do psychological construction for a long time if she wanted to go to the bathroom during class. She was hesitant for a long time and couldn't wait until the bell rang. At the last moment, she couldn't bear it and raised her hand and said in a low voice, "Teacher, I want to go to the toilet."

Ling Momo held it for a while, and then for a while, she couldn't help it and quietly glanced at Li Qingshen.

The man tilted his head, outside the window, and didn't look at her.

Ling Momo, who had always felt that he was staring at him, relaxed a little bit. Her hands kept moving and shouted: "Teacher."

Li Qingshen did not respond.

Ling Momo thought that her voice was too small, and was covered by the sound of the piano, so he raised his voice and shouted again: "Teacher."

Li Qingshen still had no reaction.

Ling Momo frowned and stopped playing the piano, "Teacher."

In the quiet music room, her voice was not loud, but it was definitely not very light.

She saw him leaning against the sofa, still motionless, stretching her neck with some confusion. Then she realized that he had fallen asleep on the sofa in some unknown time.

Ling Momo stood up gently and walked out of the music room quietly. While she was in the bathroom, she rubbed her wrists and fingers.

She didn't dare to stay outside for too long. After going to the bathroom, she stretched towards the scenery outside the window. After standing for less than a minute, she hurriedly turned back to the music room.

When she went out, she didn't close the door of the music room and opened it with a slight push. She stretched her head first and saw that he was still asleep just now, so she felt relieved and squeezed into the music room.

After so long after dinner, she hadn't drunk water. She was a little thirsty and tiptoed to the tea table where he was sitting, picked up her water cup with a very light movement, and swallowed a few sips carefully.

The cup was a bit heavy. When she put it down, she didn't control her strength and made a very clear sound when she collided with the table.

She was so scared that she trembled and looked at Li Qingshen. Seeing that his sleeping face was still motionless, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The afternoon sun shone through the window, half hitting his face, and the other half was hidden in the shadow. With the alternating light and shadow, his facial features seemed more delicate and outstanding.

Ling Momo followed his black and lush hair and saw his closed eyes. This was the first time she discovered that his eyelashes were longer than girls. His skin was white and he could not see any pores. His nose was straight and his jawline was smooth. The Adam's apple hidden in the collar of his shirt was faintly visible.

Putting aside her deeply rooted prejudice against Li Qingshen, to be fair, he is definitely the best-looking one among the opposite sex she has ever met, and his appearance is far better than the idols she was crazy about when she was sixteen or seventeen years old.

Ling Momo noticed that she was staring at Li Qingshen in a daze, and quickly blinked.

"What's the use of being handsome?" Thinking that she thought he was handsome just now, she couldn't help but mutter with dissatisfaction: "Isn't it just a nasty person?"

Because he was asleep, she lost the obedient behavior she played in front of him every day. Thinking of his bad temper and the fact that he tortured himself to play the piano like this today, she grimaced at him without hesitation.

Ling Momo didn't dare to act rashly, so she turned around and walked towards the piano. After walking for a few steps, she suddenly turned around, stretched out her claws at him like a tiger, and silently let out her whistle and scratched her body twice in the air.

Sitting in front of the piano, Ling Momo continued to play the piano.

The atmosphere in the music room became peaceful again, as if the little episodes she had just gone to the bathroom and made in front of him with her teeth and claws on her face had never happened.

All her attention was placed on the piano in front of her, and she didn't notice that Li Qingshen, who was sitting on the sofa, was quietly raised at the moment when the piano sounded.

He woke up when she called out the second teacher.

He could hear it clearly when she went out and came back. He thought she would go directly to the piano, but he didn't expect that she would come towards him.

He looked like he was sleeping, and only God knew how nervous he was as she approached and as he could smell the faint fragrance on her body.

She stared at him, and he heard her very soft complaints and her grimaces, and also saw them in a slight crack when her eyes were slightly opened.

So many years have passed, and she is still her childhood.

I can't remember whether it was the second or third time he followed his mother to visit her grandmother. The mother didn't say hello to her grandmother in advance. It was a sudden arrival. Her grandmother took out all the ingredients she could take out for lunch, and even her grandmother asked her to take out a box of chocolate she had treasured that she couldn't bear to eat.

He remembered it very clearly that she was very reluctant at that time, but she still followed her grandmother's wishes and walked out in the bedroom, holding a pink iron box.

It can be seen that the little girl really cherishes the box of chocolate, and the packaging is still complete.

When grandma opened the chocolate box and placed it in front of him to greet him, she hid behind her and bulged her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

She was seven or eight years old at the time, with a round face, and she looked like a little puffer fish.

Later, when grandma went to cook, his mother went to help her grandma. The cartoon she was watching when they came, but her attention was not on the cartoon, but kept falling on the chocolate box in front of him.

After lunch, my mother and her grandmother went out for a while. He leaned against the sofa, just like today, closed his eyes and rested. She thought he was asleep, so she quietly rubbed over and stole the chocolate from the box one by one.

Maybe she felt that he had snatched her beloved thing, and she was very angry with him, and she kept muttering: "I have been hiding this chocolate for a long time but I can't bear to eat it."

"Why are you so annoying? Why is grandma better to you than me?"

"I also asked me to call you uncle, bah!"

She said, while spitting at him silently, then stretched out her two fingers and pulled her lower eyelids to stick out her tongue to make an expression that she felt very scary.

She had a lot of fun and didn't even know that the mirror in front of her reflected all her every move.
Chapter completed!