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

I don't know how long it took, but Ling Momo was so tired and exhausted that she closed her eyes little by little, and did not forget to bend her lips slightly before she fell asleep. www>

Enson lay there, hugging his alluring country and city, feeling that the world is really safe, and wishing that time would stop abruptly.

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The next day, when Ling Momo woke up, Enson had left as usual.

She was a little dazed at first, then a little lost, and then looked at the mess on the bed, and couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips again. [

Ling Momo returned to the villa at five o'clock in the afternoon.

The villa was very quiet. She entered the password skillfully and stepped in.

As usual, Ling Momo went directly to the music room on the third floor, habitually looked at the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, but found that Li Qingshen was not there, Ling Momo frowned, full of suspicion in her heart, Li Qingshen was not Will you not come back?

Ling Momo turned around and went to the second floor, walked to the door of Li Qingshen's bedroom, knocked lightly on the door, and said obediently, "Teacher, are you there?"

No one answered.

Could it be that he is still sleeping?But it's past five o'clock now!

"Teacher?" Ling Momo called again, and knocked on the door a little harder.

Still no one answered.

Ling Momo puffed her cheeks, thinking, could it be that Li Qingshen is not at home?

She took out her mobile phone and called Li Qingshen.

Then he heard the phone ringing in Li Qingshen's bedroom.

Ling Momo tilted her head, why didn't she open the door when she was at home?

Ling Momo raised her hand and continued to knock on the door with a soft voice: "Teacher, I'm here. Are you resting? I'm going to the music room to read the score first."

The room didn't give her any response, Ling Momo curled her lips, anyway, she was used to his attitude towards others, so she turned around and was about to take a step, but she heard the sound of porcelain falling from the room, accompanied by a Muffled.

Ling Momo frowned, turned around immediately, grabbed the doorknob of Li Qingshen's bedroom, turned it lightly, pushed the door open, and looked up, Ling Momo was shocked.

The usually lonely man actually leaned against the bed and sat on the carpet, his complexion pale and frightening.

"Teacher." Ling Momo has never seen Li Qingshen like this before. His suspicious expression was instantly filled with worry, and he hurriedly walked to Li Qingshen's side, squatting in front of him, "Teacher, what are you doing?" What's wrong?"

Ling Momo raised her hand and lightly touched Li Qingshen's forehead, it was astonishingly hot.

Li Qingshen, who was in a semi-comatose state, opened his eyes slightly, and when he saw Ling Momo in front of him, his eyes lighted up slightly and shone with a gleam of brilliance. [

Ling Momo's soft arms tightly wrapped around Li Qingshen's waist, lifted him vigorously, and then put him on the bed.

Li Qing frowned and moved her lips, as if she was seriously ill. She quickly closed her eyes, but her breathing was as heavy as a thousand catties.

Ling Momo forcefully pulled out the quilt that was under Li Qingshen's body and covered him, then went to the bathroom, chilled a towel, took it out and applied it to his forehead.

Thinking of the pills that Li Qingshen secretly threw away yesterday, Ling Momo couldn't help but flatten her mouth, and murmured to herself: "Such a big person secretly throws away pills like a child! Now If you are sick, please be satisfied!"