Ling Momo looked at this scene and suddenly her eyes widened.
Li Qingshen, he is actually nervous...
This man who has always been aloof and aloof is actually nervous...
Who is the person in that photo album...who can make him have such an expression!
Li Qingshen put down the photo frame, then stretched out his hand with a cold face, grabbed Ling Momo's collar, picked her up mercilessly, and dragged her out the door.
Ling Momo knew that she had made Li Qingshen angry again, so she subconsciously looked at him, going to apologize, but she saw that he was dragging her only in a bathrobe, and his hair was wet, with water dripping down, and he slid into his tight tight body.
Beautiful chest, sexy and deadly.
I just took a shower, I don’t know what kind of shower gel I used, and the refreshing smell filled the air.
Ling Momo's face suddenly turned red and she breathed nervously, "Teacher..." Halfway through her words, she couldn't say any more and her tongue was a little knotted. She had to admit, Li Qingshen is really handsome!
Li Qingshen turned a deaf ear and pushed Ling Momo against the wall with her backhand. The man's handsome and mythical face slowly approached Ling Momo. Ling Momo opened her eyes wide and held her breath, but she heard
The man's extremely cold voice came out word by word: "You are not allowed to enter my bedroom without my permission in the future!"
After saying that, he threw Ling Momo out of the door and closed the door with a bang.
Ling Momo lay on the soft carpet in the corridor, pouted and looked at the closed door. She raised her hand in frustration and scratched her hair.
She couldn't understand how Li Qingshen's brain was structured. Is it true that the more outstanding a person is, the more abnormal he is? The more bizarre his personality is?
Didn't he just look at the photo frame? Besides, she didn't even see it. How could he be so angry?
And last night, it was the same, she just touched him, and he was so fierce!
What a weird man!
**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**
When Li Qingshen went downstairs, she had already changed into clean and simple clothes, beige trousers and a white shirt, and her hair was slightly damp.
Ling Momo was lying in front of the dining table. As soon as she heard the footsteps, she immediately stood up and greeted Li Qingshen warmly. She smiled broadly at Li Qingshen and said with great enthusiasm: "Teacher, you are down, I have cooked!
"
Li Qingshen walked towards the dining table and glanced briefly at the four dishes, one soup, and fruit platter. His originally condensed expression softened a little.
Ling Momo carefully observed Li Qingshen's expression and found that his mood seemed to have improved a little. She immediately pulled out the chair and continued in a soft tone: "Teacher, please sit down."
Li Qingshen sat down expressionlessly. Ling Momo immediately handed over the chopsticks, not forgetting to fill Li Qingshen's soup with her hands, and placed them in front of Li Qingshen.
A series of actions that are extremely flattering.
Li Qingshen didn't speak a word from beginning to end, just silently eating with chopsticks.
The girl's cooking skills are very good, but the taste is bland, and Li Qingshen eats attentively and gracefully.
Ling Momo raised her eyes from time to time and looked at Li Qingshen secretly.
The midday sun shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the south, hitting the right side of Li Qingshen's face. His skin becomes whiter, his nose becomes straighter, his contours become deeper, and his satin-like black hair is accompanied by
He moved slightly while eating, and Ling Momo couldn't help but feel deeply inferior. Looking at this scene, Ling Momo's eyes suddenly widened.
Li Qingshen, he is actually nervous...
This man who has always been aloof and aloof is actually nervous...
Who is the person in that photo album...who can make him have such an expression!
Li Qingshen put down the photo frame, then stretched out his hand with a cold face, grabbed Ling Momo's collar, picked her up mercilessly, and dragged her out the door.
Ling Momo knew that she had made Li Qingshen angry again, so she subconsciously looked at him, going to apologize, but she saw that he was dragging her only in a bathrobe, and his hair was wet, with water dripping down, and he slid into his tight tight body.
Beautiful chest, sexy and deadly.
I just took a shower, I don’t know what kind of shower gel I used, and the refreshing smell filled the air.
Ling Momo's face suddenly turned red and she breathed nervously, "Teacher..." Halfway through her words, she couldn't say any more and her tongue was a little knotted. She had to admit, Li Qingshen is really handsome!
Li Qingshen turned a deaf ear and pushed Ling Momo against the wall with her backhand. The man's handsome and mythical face slowly approached Ling Momo. Ling Momo opened her eyes wide and held her breath, but she heard
The man's extremely cold voice came out word by word: "You are not allowed to enter my bedroom without my permission in the future!"
After saying that, he threw Ling Momo out of the door and closed the door with a bang.
Ling Momo lay on the soft carpet in the corridor, pouted and looked at the closed door. She raised her hand in frustration and scratched her hair.
She couldn't understand how Li Qingshen's brain was structured. Is it true that the more outstanding a person is, the more abnormal he is? The more bizarre his personality is?
Didn't he just look at the photo frame? Besides, she didn't even see it. How could he be so angry?
And last night, it was the same, she just touched him, and he was so fierce!
What a weird man!
**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**·**
When Li Qingshen went downstairs, she had already changed into clean and simple clothes, beige trousers and a white shirt, and her hair was slightly damp.
Ling Momo was lying in front of the dining table. As soon as she heard the footsteps, she immediately stood up and greeted Li Qingshen warmly. She smiled broadly at Li Qingshen and said with great enthusiasm: "Teacher, you are down, I have cooked!
"
Li Qingshen walked towards the dining table and glanced briefly at the four dishes, one soup, and fruit platter. His originally condensed expression softened a little.
Ling Momo carefully observed Li Qingshen's expression and found that his mood seemed to have improved a little. She immediately pulled out the chair and continued in a soft tone: "Teacher, please sit down."
Li Qingshen sat down expressionlessly. Ling Momo immediately handed over the chopsticks, not forgetting to fill Li Qingshen's soup with her hands, and placed them in front of Li Qingshen.
A series of actions that are extremely flattering.
Li Qingshen didn't speak a word from beginning to end, just silently eating with chopsticks.
The girl's cooking skills are very good, but the taste is bland, and Li Qingshen eats attentively and gracefully.
Ling Momo raised her eyes from time to time and looked at Li Qingshen secretly.
The midday sun shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the south, hitting the right side of Li Qingshen's face. His skin becomes whiter, his nose becomes straighter, his contours become deeper, and his satin-like black hair is accompanied by
He moved slightly while eating, and Ling Momo couldn't help but feel deeply inferior to him.
