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

"En." Li Qingshen heard her voice, and turned her head to the side, looking at the gleam in her eyes, "It's been a long time."

The stretched string in Ling Momo's head was broken again, my God, how long has it been?

No wonder he leaned over to unbuckle her seat belt >

What a shame >

The only thing Ling Momo could think of was to run away, and immediately, she said quickly, "Teacher, I'm going home then!"

Li Qingshen didn't leave Ling Momo behind, she just looked at her, slightly hooked her lips, and smiled faintly. That smile was like a flash in the pan, and she was confused: "Well, go back and rest early."

Ling Momo blinked her eyes, only felt that the flashing smile just now was an illusion, and she felt a little silly.

Some people say that beauty is always tiring, but she has stayed by Li Qingshen's side for so long, why does she still feel that this man will never tire of seeing him?

Li Qingshen looked at Ling Momo who was staring at him stupidly, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger, as if he was in a good mood, as if on purpose, and said in a leisurely tone, "Good night."

Ling Momo woke up with a start, and seeing Li Qingshen who was calm and unwavering, her heart beat faster and faster, she stretched out her hand in a panic, and pushed open the car door, her articulate words were a little awkward: "Good night>

Afterwards, he fled in a hurry without looking back.

Li Qingshen leaned lazily on the passenger seat, staring at Ling Momo's back, and felt particularly good.

He could clearly know that she was distracted by him just now, and he admitted that he deliberately put on a gesture of kissing her and approached her >

In Ling Momo's heart, it's not without him, Li Qingshen, is it?

Li Qingshen raised her hand slowly, put her slender fingers on her lips, and pondered for a while, it seems >

uh>

Thinking of this, Li Qingshen turned her head and stared at Ling Momo's room, thinking in her heart, how should he confess his love to her?

This is a serious question >

To be romantic, to be novel, to make her unforgettable, to move her, to make her remember her forever >

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Ling Momo trotted all the way home. She opened the door but didn't turn on the light. Instead, she stood at the door and even felt her face was hot.

She stood stupidly for a long while, then raised her hand absently, and lightly pressed the switch beside her.

Then the light came on for a moment, then suddenly went out.

Ling Momo's first thought was that the light in the living room was broken, so she reached out and turned on the light in the other room, but found that it was still not on. [

Is there a power outage?

Ling Momo wrinkled her nose, took her mobile phone, and found the electric meter in the house, and then saw that there was still a lot of electricity in the weak light, Ling Momo ran to the window and looked at other homes that had electricity. Only then did I realize that it was not a collective power outage, but a problem in my own home.