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

Li Qingshen's eyes suddenly became dark, and in the next second, he stretched out his hand and pushed Ling Momo against the wall, then lowered his head fiercely, and blocked her lips.

Ling Momo's pupils magnified impressively, filled with shock.

There seemed to be a thunder-like loud noise blowing past her ears, shocking her completely into a daze!

The blood in her whole body stopped for an instant, and all her senses also stopped for an instant.

Li Qingshen, her teacher, actually kissed her! [

How, how, how is this possible?

Ling Momo's mind was blank.

A kind of emotion has been accumulated in his heart for ten years, day after day, getting deeper and deeper, and over time it has evolved into an instinct that he was born with.

Gradually, I wanted to transform that instinct into language, and when I told her to know it, I opened my mouth, only to realize that I was short of words.

Thousands of words are not worth his love.

Therefore, when he was repeatedly questioned by her why, all he could do was to use the most primitive behavior of a man expressing love to a woman.

This kind of statement is decisive yet outrageous.

Once he spoke, he never wanted to give her a way out.

Li Qingshen's lips were trembling. When he touched her slightly cold, numb lips, his heart trembled fiercely, and even his lips trembled.

Trembling, he couldn't kiss her with all his strength.

It's just that the four lips stick together.

Time stands still.

In his whole life, he was only hesitant about that girl named Ling Momo, he was indecisive and lacked the courage.

In the eyes of others, he is a perfect and impeccable god.

High above.

The halos all over his body are hard to stare at.

Destined to look up.

It is clear that the man in this world who looks like he can win the world with his hands, is actually an ordinary person when he faces her.

So, what about wealth?So what about being talented?So what if the country is overwhelmed? [

He will still be as frightened, panicked, worried, indecisive, and overthinking like other ordinary men.

He likes her so much, loves her, these words have lingered in his heart millions of times.

Even if he loves what she loves, as long as he stays by her side, he doesn't know how happy and happy he will be.

He loves what she loves, so he should tell her, I did that because I love you, but he found that he couldn't say it at all.

Ling Momo's fingers began to tremble slightly. After a long time, she blinked her eyelashes lightly. Seeing the man's sexy thick eyelashes close at hand, she subconsciously dodged slightly behind her.

His lips paused, one hand suddenly raised to cover her head, the other held her face, and once again pressed her lips against her without hesitation.

This time, he was a real kiss.

Ling Momo wanted to struggle, but there was nowhere to escape. As soon as she opened her mouth, the hot tip of his tongue rushed in unscrupulously, entangled her soft tongue deeply, twisting and twisting tightly.

Ling Momo really wanted to escape, but she was shocked to find that she was nostalgic for his kiss.

Her heart, controlling her body, fought against her reason.

She tried several times, but in the end she could only close her eyes in despair, and was forced to accept his kiss.