Li Qingshen reached out and covered Ling Momo's eyes, then randomly pressed a key again. "How about this one?"
Ling Momo continued to shake her head, her heart starting to pound.
Li Qingshen pressed another key and then, tilting his head, asked again, but Ling Momo still shook her head.
Li Qingshen gently lifted his hand and rubbed his forehead, took a deep breath, tried to remain calm, and continued to press each key several times. Each time he pressed a key, he asked, "How about this one?"
At first, Ling Momo kept shaking her head, but the amplitude of her shaking gradually decreased. She vaguely felt an icy aura emanating from the man. By the end, Ling Momo dared not even breathe loudly; her head slowly drooped, and she didn't dare to shake it anymore.
Seeing Ling Momo like this, Li Qingshen's action of rubbing his forehead grew even stronger. "Ling Momo, what exactly have you learned?"
