The woman didn’t know that her touch was enough to instantly shatter all his disguises,
turning him into a wolf!
And he could only use anger to hide his inner turmoil, using aloofness to conceal his inner secrets.
No one knew what his aloofness really hid...
Because he loved too much, it frightened him... frightened that once he professed love, he would lose it... so he could only reject.
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Ling Momo was very stubborn, stubborn to the point of being obsessive.
And this obsession stemmed from her desperate desire to escape her current situation.
So when Ling Momo encountered an opportunity, it was like finding a glimmer of light in endless darkness, a lifeline for a drowning person, and she desperately wanted to grab it.
Even though she had upset Li Qingshen the night before, Ling Momo was still unwilling to give up. She tried every means to please him!
After spending a night flipping through her phone, she recalled that they say if you want to win a man’s heart, you must first win his stomach.
Thus, Ling Momo got up very early the next morning and secretly went down the mountain.
She returned at ten o’clock with her hands full of bags.
Ling Momo went upstairs, and finding that Li Qingshen wasn’t awake yet, tiptoed back downstairs and quietly began sorting the things she had bought, putting them into the refrigerator one by one. Content originally comes from noᴠelfire.net
First, she cleaned the fruits and arranged them in a fruit bowl, placing it on the coffee table in the living room.
Then, she went into the kitchen and toiled for a long time before a full meal with four dishes and one soup emerged, appealing in color, aroma, and taste.
Ling Momo looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, took a deep breath, and went upstairs again.
Li Qingshen’s door wasn’t locked, and Ling Momo pushed it open easily, only to find the room empty. She was wondering where the man could be when she heard the sound of running water from the bathroom.
Ling Momo felt relieved, and carefully surveyed Li Qingshen’s bedroom. The furnishings were simple: a bed, a piano, a sofa set, and a desk.
The desk was somewhat messy, covered in white papers.
Ling Momo approached, just about to tidy them, when she noticed a photo frame lying beside them.
Suddenly, she couldn’t help but recall Li Qingshen’s affectionate gaze at the photo frame last night, making her heart itch... Who could the person in this frame be?
Whether it was Li Qingshen or the legend, either persona could stir curiosity about who held a place in their heart.
Ling Momo bit her lower lip, looked around, then reached out towards the photo frame.
She sneaked a glance, wanting to see if the person inside was male or female, beautiful or ugly, wanting to see what kind of person this perfect legend kept in his heart.
However, just at the moment Ling Momo’s fingers touched the photo frame, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and Li Qingshen, with sharp eyes, saw Ling Momo’s actions. His eyes darkened with a touch of anxiety, and he swiftly crossed to the table, forcibly swatting away Ling Momo’s hand.
"Who said you could touch my things?"
Ling Momo jumped in fright and turned her head to see Li Qingshen with cold eyes and brows.
In Li Qingshen’s deep black eyes, there danced a trace of tension, and a chill emanated from him in waves.
Li Qingshen swiftly put the photo frame into the drawer, moving incredibly fast.
Ling Momo watched this scene, her eyes suddenly widening.