Li Qingshen turned his head. Under the light, the girl’s fair face, with her pink lips slightly pouting, looked moist, and her big, dark eyes were full of expectation, sparkling brightly.
Li Qingshen stared at her for a moment, suddenly feeling a bit parched, with a growing impulse in his body. He really wanted to lower his head and kiss her pink, tender lips.
Li Qingshen forcibly made himself look away, his expression growing even colder.
"Teacher, you are the most amazing person in the world. You can definitely do it. I truly believe in you!"
Ling Momo’s eyes widened, her expression serious, as if she was afraid Li Qingshen would disagree. Her little head nodded up and down, looking exceedingly adorable and endearing.
Li Qingshen felt that the impulse within him was growing more intense. He needed some time alone, so he set down the teacup, turned, and left.
Ling Momo instinctively reached out and grabbed Li Qingshen’s arm, unwilling to let him go!
Li Qingshen felt her soft little hand grasping his arm. Images of their two previous skin-to-skin encounters quickly flashed through his mind. Her skin was always this warm and smooth, her entire body so tender and supple. It was increasingly hard to restrain himself!
Li Qingshen felt he was about to lose control, his gaze anxiously darting away. With a cold expression, as if he’d touched something filthy, he violently shook Ling Momo off.
His actions were swift and forceful. Ling Momo was unprepared, stumbling back two steps, her waist hitting the table, causing her to inhale sharply in pain and look up at Li Qingshen in bewilderment.
Why was he... suddenly angry?
Li Qingshen shot a cold glance at Ling Momo, his tone icy, "Don’t touch me!"
Ling Momo was startled by Li Qingshen’s tone, forgetting about her pain, and stood there stiffly.
Considering she had a favor to ask of him, Ling Momo quickly regained her composure. Realizing that Li Qingshen was angry, she obediently stood there, offering a sincere and endearing smile, enduring her pain. Her voice softened even more, becoming tender, "Teacher, I didn’t mean to. Please don’t be angry... Teacher, I was wrong! I won’t dare to touch you again!"
The girl’s voice, soft and tender, made Li Qingshen’s body burn even hotter. He turned his head, his well-defined profile showing no expression, seemingly a bit impatient, as he pointed toward the door, commanding, "Get out!"
Ling Momo immediately fell silent, slightly opening her mouth. Realizing that Li Qingshen was annoyed with her, she didn’t know he disliked being touched. Even after she apologized, how could he still be so fierce?
Ling Momo truly felt a bit wronged in her heart. She pouted her lips, a trace of grievance appearing in her eyes, and pursed her lips, dropping her head in dejection. Turning around, she slowly shuffled toward the door.
Li Qingshen, as soon as Ling Momo left, quickly rushed to the bathroom, turning on the cold water, standing under it without bothering to take off his clothes.
The icy liquid splashed down from his head, gradually extinguishing the flame ignited within him by her simple touch, bit by bit.
Not until Li Qingshen felt all his desires thoroughly dissipate did he slowly raise his hand to turn off the cold water, standing there, slowly exhaling. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel fire.net
That woman didn’t know her touch was enough to instantly shatter all his disguises!
Turn him into a wolf!
And he could only use anger to conceal his inner panic and arrogance to hide his inner secrets.