The President's Deep Kiss: The Little Woman by the Pillow

Li Qingshen watched her figure disappear, and then suddenly burst out laughing. www>

All his arrogance and arrogance were replaced by joy and softness, and even his eyes became much softer.

As soon as Ling Momo went out, she couldn't wait to send enson a WeChat message, [A pervert is really a pervert, it is impossible to be human for a lifetime! 】

When Li Qingshen heard the phone ringing, he picked it up, and when he saw the message from Ling Momo, the corners of his lips curled up even more, [What's wrong? 】

[My prophecy has come true!He asked me to play the white keys of the piano a hundred times in the afternoon! 】[

Li Qingshen looked at this line of words, and Ling Momo's extremely sad expression seemed to emerge in front of his eyes. His brows and eyes became softer. He really wanted to say that he was doing it for her own good, and that his strictness was due to her. future grades.

However, she thought he was Enson, but she didn't know that he was Li Qingshen.

So, he could only reply: [Then you, you are so pitiful, I sympathize with you! 】

Ling Momo replied with a weeping expression, and then added, 【I hate him so much!He is inhuman!no morals!Total perversion!I won't let it go! 】

Won't you let it go?

A gleam of light appeared in Li Qingshen's eyes, and he replied: [Then are you planning to take revenge? 】

【Revenge for sure!It is tolerable or unbearable! 】

【How do you plan to retaliate? ] Li Qing asked curiously.

【Well>

Li Qingshen still wanted to ask, but Ling Momo sent another message, 【Thank you for your sympathy, I have to go to practice quickly, otherwise I might not be able to press all the buttons at night! 】

【Then go for it! ] Li Qingshen typed a few words.

【See you!We're done talking! 】Ling Momo returns.

【Um. 】Li Qingshen typed a word, but felt very monotonous, but didn't know what he was supposed to say, so he finally deleted the word and put the phone back in his pocket.

He walked aside, boiled a pot of hot water, brewed a pot of tea, and walked out of the kitchen with them. When he passed the living room, Li Qingshen paused as if he suddenly remembered something, and took out a pot of tea from his pocket. On the mobile phone, he typed a line of words slowly into WeChat.

【Momo, I believe in you, your current efforts will definitely bring you future success! 】

After Li Qingshen finished typing, she stared at this sentence for a long time.

She didn't know, in fact, how much he wanted to be calm and talk to her in a gentle manner, but what he was afraid of was that if he became gentle with her, he would get out of control.

She didn't know, in fact, behind his sternness, how much hard work has been hidden so far. It's not that he doesn't love her, but he wants her to be outstanding more than he loves her!

She didn't know that this sentence was actually what Li Qingshen had always wanted to say to Ling Momo. [

But now, he can only use his identity as enson to express the tender love that Li Qingshen really wants to have for her.

Li Qingshen sighed slightly, then clicked send.

Then, he picked up the teapot and went upstairs.

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The afternoon sun, bright and warm, hits half of the house on the third floor of the villa through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Ling Momo sat in front of the piano, playing it carefully and attentively.