Li Qingshen watched her figure disappear, and then suddenly burst into laughter.
All the dignity and arrogance in his body were replaced by joy and softness, and even his eyes became much softer.
As soon as Ling Momo went out, she couldn't wait to send Enson a WeChat message, [Perverts are really perverts, and they can never be humane in their entire lives!]
Li Qingshen heard the phone ringing, so he picked it up. When he saw the message from Ling Momo, the corners of his lips curled up more and more, "What's wrong?"
[My prediction came true! He asked me to play the white keys of the piano a hundred times in the afternoon!]
Li Qingshen looked at this line of words, and Ling Momo's extremely sad expression seemed to appear in front of his eyes. His eyebrows became softer. He actually wanted to say that he was doing it for her own good, and his strictness was her fault.
future results.
However, she thought he was Enson and did not know that he was Li Qingshen.
Therefore, he could only reply: [Then you are so pitiful, and I deeply sympathize with you!]
Ling Momo responded with a crying expression, and then added, "I hate him so much! He is inhumane! He has no morals! He is a complete pervert! I will not let it go!"
Don't you want to give up?
A glimmer of light appeared in Li Qingshen's eyes, and he asked: "Then do you plan to take revenge?"
[We must take revenge! What is intolerable is unbearable!]
[How do you plan to take revenge?] Li Qingshen asked curiously.
[Hmm... I haven't thought of it yet!] Ling Momo made a frustrated expression.
Li Qingshen still wanted to ask, but Ling Momo sent another message, [Thank you for your sympathy, I have to go practice as soon as possible, otherwise I may not be able to finish the press at night!]
[Then come on!] Li Qingshen typed a few words and went over.
[Hmm.] Li Qingshen typed a word, but it felt very monotonous, but he didn't know what he should say, so he finally deleted the word and put the phone back in his pocket.
He walked aside, boiled a pot of hot water, made a pot of tea, and walked out of the kitchen. When passing by the living room, Li Qingshen seemed to suddenly remember something, paused, and took it out of his pocket.
On the phone, facing WeChat, I slowly typed a line of text.
[Momo, I believe in you. Your current efforts will definitely bring you success in the future! 】
After Li Qingshen finished typing, he stared at this sentence quietly for a long time.
She didn't know how much he wanted to be calm and talk to her gently, but what he was afraid of was that if he became gentle to her, he would get out of control.
She didn't know, in fact, how much hard work he had hidden behind his sternness. It was not that he didn't feel sorry for her, but rather than feeling sorry for her, he wanted her to become outstanding!
She didn't know that this sentence was actually what Li Qingshen had always wanted to say to Ling Momo.
However, now, he could only use his identity as Enson to express the tender love that Li Qingshen really wanted for her.
Li Qingshen sighed slightly, and then clicked send.
