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

The man's expression was particularly frightening, his originally indifferent face seemed to be frozen at this moment. www>

The handsome facial features are like ice sculptures, with no expression at all.

Everyone seemed to be frightened by the anger emanating from Li Qingshen's body, and a sense of fear suddenly rose in their hearts.

The loud noise also woke up Ling Momo.

She rolled her eyes stiffly, and immediately saw Li Qingshen standing upright not far away. [

Just looking at Li Qingshen's figure, Ling Momo felt a strong chill, her heart trembled in fright, and she turned her eyes away in a panic, never daring to look at Li Qingshen's expression again.

Ling Momo's brain gradually woke up, and only then did she realize what she had just done.

The microphone in his hand fell to the ground in an instant!

She was so influenced by Lu Niange that she forgot that she was in a competition now!

And she invited him over>

This proud man helped her.

She made him so ashamed!

An inexplicable, cold panic rose up in Ling Momo's body.

As for Li Qingshen, he didn't even glance at Ling Momo, nor at anyone around him. He turned around with his lips tightly pursed, as if he was about to leave.

Seeing such a scene, Ling Momo finally regained her senses, and immediately ran down from the stage, hurriedly catching up with Li Qingshen who was striding away.

"teacher."

Ling Momo spoke, but failed to stop Li Qingshen's footsteps.

In desperation, Ling Momo stretched out her hand and grabbed Li Qingshen's wrist.

The moment the soft little hands touched his skin, his whole body trembled slightly.

His lips were pursed tighter and tighter.

Without even looking at Ling Momo, she spoke in a cold tone.

"open!"

Ling Momo shrank subconsciously, knowing that without his permission, she could not touch him casually, but the most important thing now was to calm his anger.

"Teacher, I'm sorry>

Ling Momo explained.

"I let you go!" Li Qingshen interrupted Ling Momo.

Ling Momo increased her strength silently, and wanted to continue talking.

Li Qingshen turned her head slowly.

There was no trace of anger in his indifferent and beautiful eyes, silent, quiet and alienated.

The facial features are in good condition, the lips are red and fair, like a carefully carved work of art.

His sight has no temperature and no emotion.

Very calm gesture.

However, it makes people feel how many turbulent waves are hidden under this calmness.

Ling Momo was secretly startled, subconsciously shook her fingers, and began to relax uncontrollably.

Seeing such a scene, everyone held their breath and dared not speak out.

The vice president of es and director Wang Yi returned to their senses first, and stood up quickly.

Although everyone was disappointed in Ling Momo and did not appreciate Shinhwa's selection of students, they did not dare to offend Shinhwa.

Although they all knew that Ling Momo had lost all of Shinhwa's face, they still wanted to give Shinhwa a step down.

Therefore, the vice president of es looked at Li Qingshen with a smile, with a tolerant attitude: "Mr. Li, why are you so angry? Ms. Ling is probably too nervous, and she is out of order!"------