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I promise I'm not sick 8

When Li Qingshen drove up from the mountain, he saw Ling Momo bending over and vomiting from a distance, frowning, the car sped up and stopped next to Ling Momo.

Li Qingshen opened the car door, got out, and came to her side with a cold face: "What's wrong?"

Ling Momo didn't expect that Li Qingshen would drive back from the mountain.

"Teacher..." As soon as I called him "Teacher", before I could ask him whether he was in the villa, his expression suddenly became extremely painful. He stretched out his hand and waved to Li Qingshen apologetically, then turned away.

My head was vomiting again.

This time the feeling of nausea was stronger than before.

Ling Momo had nothing in her stomach earlier, she was retching all the time, her whole body was weak, and she was completely exhausted.

But he couldn't stop retching, and in the end, the bag he was holding fell to the ground out of weakness.

The zipper of the bag was not closed and the contents spilled out.

Ling Momo subconsciously bent over to pick it up.

Li Qingshen's expression became increasingly ugly. He bent down first, picked up her bag, and quickly stuffed the spilled items into the bag.

Li Qingshen accidentally glanced into her bag and saw the bottle of birth control pills.

His eyes turned cold.

Then he calmly held the bag in one hand and dragged Ling Momo into the villa with the other.

No wonder I'm vomiting like crazy now, it turns out I took birth control pills!

Li Qingshen threw Ling Momo on the sofa, then stepped into the kitchen. After a while, he brought a glass of hot milk over and handed it to her expressionlessly.

Ling Momo took it with a pale expression, and when she saw Li Qingshen's displeased expression, she didn't dare to say anything and drank it in one gulp.

I drank something hot in my stomach and felt much better, and the feeling of wanting to vomit dissipated little by little.

Ling Momo lay weakly on the sofa, panting.

She was wearing a short skirt, and her two white legs were placed casually on the white sofa. Li Qingshen felt it was particularly dazzling when he looked at her, turned his head, went upstairs, entered the bedroom, and locked the door.

Ling Momo was tortured most of the night last night. She got up early in the morning, vomited for a while, and was a little tired, so she lay down on the sofa and fell asleep unconsciously.

Ling Momo slept deeply, and it was afternoon when she woke up.

She was awakened by Li Qingshen's voice talking on the phone.

Turning over slightly, she realized that she had a thin quilt on her body. Ling Momo was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the man standing facing the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a mobile phone and making a call.

There were only him and her in the villa.

This thin quilt must have been covered by him.

Such an aloof person, covering her with a quilt... At that moment, a touch of warmth appeared in Ling Momo's heart.

At this time, the sun outside the window was the brightest, and large swaths of dazzling light shone through the window into the room, drawing a golden outline around the man standing next to the window, stretching the man's charm infinitely deeper.

The man was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up and his hair was slightly damp. He must have just woken up and taken a shower.

The man's back was very deep, and Ling Momo couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

The man's unique distant tone reached her ears intermittently from time to time.

"I'm sorry, I can't promise you. I have already submitted my resignation to MIT."

"I'm not going to consider going back to MIT!"

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