Li Qingshen silently drove, glancing at the quiet girl in the rearview mirror, his eyes slightly becoming hazy.
Hyatt Hotel was very close to Ling Momo's home, and they were quickly nearing the destination. Li Qingshen slowed the car down more and more—although he was extremely reluctant, the car still gently arrived at the destination.
The car came to a smooth stop.
By this time, Ling Momo had adjusted her mindset, slightly bowed her head, unbuckled her seatbelt, turned to Li Qingshen, and smiled sweetly, whispering, "Teacher, thank you for giving me a ride home."
After speaking, she turned to get out of the car, but Li Qingshen suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. Ling Momo shuddered, surprised, then turned her head and met Li Qingshen's deep eyes.
Li Qingshen caught the faint redness at the bottom of Ling Momo's eyes, his gaze becoming particularly serious, "Cried?"
