Li Qingshen couldn't see anything and could only feel that, as time went on, he realized the girl hadn't made any movements at all, just leaving the towel stuck to his left cheek, motionless. He couldn't help but speak up, asking, "Is it done yet?"
Ling Momo was startled awake, blinked her eyes, and looked at the chiseled face close at hand. His eyelashes slightly trembled, casting beautiful shadows at the bottom of his eyes as his pupils faced her.
His eyes were a deep black, as if they could see through her thoughts and feelings, making Momo's face flush red in an instant. In a flurry, she finished wiping the water droplets off Li Qingshen's face, then haphazardly placed the towel aside. She then thought that Li Qingshen was blind now and couldn't see her blushing, so she didn't need to be so nervous.
Instantly, Momo's pounding heart calmed down. She put sunglasses on Li Qingshen, then pushed open the bathroom door, took his arm, and led him out.
