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

However, Li Qingshen didn't pay attention to Ling Momo. Instead, she grabbed the button and pulled it off without any hesitation.

Then he carefully untied the hair wrapped around the buttons one by one.

His movements were very slow and gentle, as if he was afraid of accidentally breaking her hair.

There was even a faint blush on his fair face.

Looking at Li Qingshen like this, Ling Momo suddenly felt that her mind and mind were completely confused and became a mess. [

She felt that her breathing was not smooth at all, and even her whole body became a little hot.

She clearly felt that the atmosphere in the room was extraordinarily ambiguous.

After Li Qingshen finished untying her hair, she raised her head, her eyes were dark red, staring at her, her voice was elegant but with a hint of sex appeal: "Let's go."

Ling Momo stood there without moving. She felt that she had to get out of Li Qingshen's room to get some air. If this went on like this, she would definitely suffocate to death!

Thinking of this, Ling Momo thought for a while, spoke, and called Li Qingshen: "Teacher."

Li Qingshen stamped her feet and turned around, her eyes fixed on her face.

Ling Momo looked at the elegant man in front of him, suppressing the unnaturalness of his whole body, with a sweet smile on his plain face: "Teacher, I want to go back to my room to take a bath first, and then I will take a shower later." Come here, can you?"

After a second, Li Qingshen nodded, "Okay."

"Thank you teacher!" Ling Momo turned around as if relieved, and quickly walked out of Li Qingshen's bedroom.

Afterwards, Ling Momo took a deep breath, and then took another breath, and then felt that the surrounding air was much smoother, and it was no longer as hypoxic as before.

The weird feeling just now also dissipated.

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Li Qingshen waited until Ling Momo left, then leaned on the sofa and stared at the dining table, a little distracted.

Fortunately, his other identity, Enson, chatted with her on wechat. If she hadn't sent him a text message telling him that Shen Lanzhe invited her to dinner, she might have gone on a date with Shen Lanzhe by now.

It seems that she really has quite a few suitors.

Thinking of this, Li Qingshen raised her hand and squeezed her forehead, a look of sadness flashed in her eyes.

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Ling Momo returned to her room, rested for a while before taking a shower, and after she finished packing everything, her mind gradually calmed down, she found a simple home clothes to put on, picked up her phone, He went back to Li Qingshen's room.

She stood at the door, knocked carefully, and the door was pulled open from the inside. [

Li Qingshen took Ling Momo all the way to his bedroom, moved a stool and put it in front of the desk, and motioned Ling Momo to sit down.

After Ling Momo sat down obediently, Li Qingshen took a seat beside him. He pushed a stack of papers and handed it to Ling Momo, saying, "Take a look at these."

Ling Momo nodded, "Okay."

Li Qingshen stood up, walked out of the bedroom, and when she came back, she held a cup of hot milk in her hand: "I didn't eat anything tonight, so I have a cup of milk."

Ling Momo looked at the glass of milk, and couldn't help but think of Li Qingshen on the snow-capped mountains when filming the MTV of Sun Moon Glory, and warmed a bag of milk for her with her body temperature.