Li Qingshen's tone and eyes were particularly harsh and harsh, and Ling Momo's self-esteem was severely hit.
Ling Momo had no choice but to run away.
Ling Momo ran for a long distance, until she was out of breath from exhaustion, she stopped, and then she realized that many people around her were looking at her.
Because I had just been filming and diving without changing my clothes before being picked up by Li Qingshen, my clothes are still wet now.
Ling Momo felt slightly embarrassed and quickly stood on the roadside and stretched out her hand to stop the car.
Although it is early summer, it is still a bit cold when the wind blows.
After waiting for about ten minutes, she finally hailed a taxi. Ling Momo got in and went straight home.
When she got home, Ling Momo took off her wet clothes and took a shower, but she still felt particularly depressed.
The room was air-conditioned, and Ling Momo had very little time to rest during this period of filming. Now she suddenly relaxed and walked so far on the street in wet clothes. Therefore, in the afternoon, she felt that her head was
Some slight pain.
Ling Momo thought that maybe she just had a cold, so she simply lay on the bed and slept. However, the more she slept, the more her body felt hot and dry, and her head was even swollen and painful.
Ling Momo fell into a drowsy sleep until the evening. She opened her eyes in a daze, took her phone, and looked at the time. It was already five o'clock in the evening.
There are two WeChat messages, both from Enson.
【exist?】
【?】
It was sent at 12 noon, and the other one was sent at 3 pm. Ling Momo reluctantly cheered up, and replied a few words with trembling fingers, [I just saw it, I went to bed in the afternoon, it seemed like I had a cold.
Now, my head hurts a little.]
After Ling Momo replied to WeChat, she put her phone aside. She felt that her whole body was still weak, and she wasn't particularly hungry. She was just a little thirsty. She got up, poured a glass of water, took two sips, and climbed back into bed |
, rolled up the quilt haphazardly, closed her eyes again in exhaustion, and then felt her body getting hotter, and her nose became clogged. Ling Momo frowned in discomfort, and lay on the bed | turning over and over.
.
She didn't know how long it took, but she vaguely heard the ringtone of her cell phone ringing again. Repeatedly, she vaguely reached out her hand, not looking to see who was calling, but just answered it, and what was said inside her.
I didn't hear a word clearly, I just hummed a few times uncomfortably, then lost consciousness and passed out completely.
............
Li Qingshen did not go back to the villa, but drove directly to Li's house. In the afternoon, he and Wen Jiaren drank tea for a while. Qin Sheng and Bo Chong'er happened to come to Li's house. They chatted for a while. He felt uneasy, so he took out his wallet.
He took out his phone and sent Ling Momo a WeChat message using his identity as Enson. However, after waiting for a long time, Ling Momo didn't reply. As a result, he was a little absent-minded during lunch. Bo Chong'er and Qin Sheng called him several times.
Name, he came back to his senses.
After dinner, Su Chen called and asked if he had time to drive to the resort together. Bo Chong'er and Qin Sheng felt bored, so they agreed, and greeted Yi Qian and Yi Huan enthusiastically.