Li Qingshen did not shake hands with An Lu. Instead, he turned to look at Ling Momo, lowered his head slightly, put his beautiful lips next to Ling Momo's ear, and asked softly: "Do I need to give you some time?"
Ling Momo shook her head and said, "No need."
Then he raised his head and said to An Lu with an indifferent expression: "Goodbye." Then he turned and walked towards the checkout counter.
Li Qingshen lazily straightened up and pushed the shopping cart to follow without even looking at An Lu and his wife.
An Lu retracted her hand in embarrassment and stared at the backs of Li Qingshen and Ling Momo. After hesitating for a while, she still grabbed her husband and followed him. When checking out, she happened to be lined up behind Ling Momo and Li Momo.
The deep love behind.
Women all have a tendency to gossip.
What's more, he was facing the famous prince of the Li family in X City.
The queue was either long or short, but it was just long enough for An Lu and Ling Momo to continue saying hello and chatting for a few words: "Ling Momo, I just happened to have finished shopping."
Ling Momo smiled and said nothing. Facing An Lu's relentless pursuit, she felt powerless, so she simply leaned lazily on Li Qingshen's arm and rubbed it gently.
Li Qingshen sensed Ling Momo's impatience and didn't care about An Lu's presence at all. He stretched out his hand with a chuckle, stopped her waist, and asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling well?"
Ling Momo shook her head and said nothing.
An Lu was a little stunned when she saw such an intimate gesture between the two people. It is well known that Shinhwa is Ling Momo's teacher, but this is obviously what lovers should have...
Is it possible...
An Lu stood there dumbfounded, her face turned white and red in embarrassment.
Soon it was Ling Momo and Li Qingshen's turn to pay. The two of them walked to the checkout counter. An Lu was still standing there distracted. Fortunately, her husband pulled her, and An Lu came back to her senses and walked up.
Li Qingshen is paying the bill.
Ling Momo stood aside bored. An Lu came forward and gently tugged on Ling Momo's sleeves. After hesitating for a long time, she spoke and asked: "Ling Momo... are you with me?"
Master Li..."
Although An Lu's voice was deliberately kept low, Li Qingshen could still hear it clearly. The hand that handed the item to the cashier paused slightly, and his eyes flashed, as if he understood Ling Momo.
Why was he so depressed all the time? He immediately hooked up his lips and took out a bank card from his pocket without changing his expression and handed it to the cashier. His tone was calm and elegant: "Please give me a piece of paper. I'll write down the address and I'll send someone to get it later."
Just deliver the items there, and the service fee will be deducted from the card, there is no password."
"Yes, sir." The cashier responded and handed a piece of paper with both hands. Li Qingshen leaned forward elegantly and wrote a line of address smoothly. He handed it to the cashier and took his card, politely and indifferently.
He said, "Thank you." He turned around and took Ling Momo's hand, nodded slightly to An Lu and his wife, and left.
Walking to the door of the supermarket, Li Qingshen suddenly stopped. Ling Momo turned her head to look at him in surprise. Li Qingshen smiled lightly and stretched out her hand to straighten Ling Momo's hat. Then she leaned over and put Ling Momo's hat on herself.
Momo zipped up her open coat and adjusted her scarf.
Ling Momo felt warm in her heart and let Li Qingshen take care of it. She turned her head unintentionally and saw An Lu staring in the direction where she was standing with a pale face. Ling looked at Li Qingshen again, her expression was natural, as if
