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

That was when she sent a WeChat message to Enson because of Lu Niange, asking if she needed to change, and Enson said something similar to her.

【You are the best girl I have ever seen, you are very good, you don't need to change yourself. 】

【I'm serious, you are really good, you don't need to change. 】

At that time, her heart was warmed because of this passage.

During this period of time, she was really tired and busy, physically and mentally exhausted, which caused her to seldom touch the irreparable wound in her heart. [

But now, hearing such similar words, things have changed, and the warmth in my heart has been replaced by an unspeakable sadness >

Ling Momo forced herself to look at Li Qingshen with a slight smile, met his sincere eyes, suppressed the soreness on the tip of her nose, and said quickly, "Thank you teacher! I'm going home first!"

Without waiting for Li Qingshen to react, Ling Momo quickly opened the car door and walked down.

Li Qingshen rolled down the car window, "Go back and take a good hot bath, it will be much more comfortable."

Ling Momo listened to Li Qingshen's concerned words, turned her head and forced a smile at him, nodded slightly, indicating that she already knew, and walked into the building without any further pause.

When Ling Momo stepped into the elevator, the smile on her face gradually subsided. The body that was originally propped up in front of Li Qingshen leaned softly against the elevator wall, with an expression on her face. In a daze, it took her a long time to let out a deep breath, as if she wanted to vomit out all the depression and sadness in her heart. However, in the end, no matter how much she vomited, it was useless.

As time passed, more than two months had passed, but the man who had never masked his face was still deeply stationed in the softest part of her heart.

A simple sentence can make her thoughts about him flood in an instant.

Since that night, after he wanted her so crazily, he has never looked for her again, maybe he also knows that she is busy with the MTV of the new song>

Thinking of the insult he brought her that night, Ling Momo couldn't help lowering her eyes, covering up all the gloom in her vision, her lips were pursed tightly, a little white, and her fingers were clenched into fists.

That night, his madness and rage towards her was like rape|violence, she was not a fool, she could feel the vent and anger he forced on her, and even his later words were warning her that it was a The transaction dispelled all her wishful thinking>

He is so cruel, but even so>

Even when she closed her eyes, she could still clearly recall the touching things Enson did to her and the warm words he said to her.

The elevator stopped at the floor where Ling Momo was. She walked out of the elevator in a daze, just in time to see the landlady's wife entering the elevator. Seeing Ling Momo, she was very happy: "Miss Ling, are you back?"

Ling Momo quickly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her head, smiled at the landlady, and called obediently: "Auntie, hello, I bought a lot of things abroad, come to my house and get some before you go."

"That's so embarrassing!" The landlady smiled with a little embarrassment.