"That's good,"
Chen Mobai nodded gently, then suddenly stopped. His eyes warmly gazed at Qing Women, who also turned her head in curiosity. In the instant their eyes met, her pretty face blushed involuntarily, and she lowered her head.
Qing Women, "What's the matter?"
Chen Mobai didn't respond. Instead, he extended his right index finger and lightly tapped his temple, then drew out a "Divine Consciousness Thread" filled with his mental intentions from the Sea of Knowledge at his Purple Palace.
Afterward, he reached out and took hold of Qing Women's snow-white, delicate left hand. She symbolically struggled a little before letting him hold it.
Qing Women's heart thudded wildly, thinking she might finally hear that awaited answer—whether she should agree immediately or pretend to wait a bit longer—when Chen Mobai's "Divine Consciousness Thread" lightly tapped on the door of her heart.