He sat across from her, his posture graceful. He had removed his glasses at some point, and the sunlight refracted in his eyes, making his ink-like black pupils shine brightly as if he could see things, his gaze fixed on the distant cityscape outside the Ferris wheel.
Li Qingshen's skin was very white and delicate, much better than that of many girls. His features were clear but not so sharp as to seem gaunt.
Momo gazed unabashedly at Li Qingshen for a long time, her eyes finally falling quietly on his slightly pursed lips.
His lips were thin with a light pink color.
The shape was perfect.
As Momo stared, a bizarre thought suddenly popped into her head.
Suddenly, she very much wanted to kiss him.
Momo bit her lower lip involuntarily, awakening herself with the force of the bite only to be startled by the bold thought that had surfaced in her mind.
She actually... actually wanted to kiss her teacher!
Momo's face turned red involuntarily.
