I don't know how long it took, but Ling Momo was very tired and tired. She closed her eyes little by little, and she didn't forget to curl the corners of her lips slightly before she fell asleep. www
Enson was lying there, holding his Qingguoqingcheng, feeling that the world was really peaceful, and really wanted time to stop suddenly.
The next day, when Ling Momo woke up, Enson had left as usual.
She was a little dazed at first, and then a little lost. Then she looked at the messy bed and couldn't help but curl her lips again.[
Ling Momo returned to the villa at five o'clock in the afternoon.
The villa was very quiet. She entered the password skillfully and stepped in.
As usual, Ling Momo went directly to the music room on the third floor. She habitually looked at the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, but found that Li Qingshen was not there. Ling Momo frowned, and her heart was filled with suspicion. Li Qingshen was not there.
You haven't come back yet?
Ling Momo turned around and went to the second floor, walked to Li Qingshen's bedroom door, knocked gently, and said in a meek tone, "Teacher, are you there?"
No one answered.
Is it possible that he is still sleeping? But it’s already past five o’clock!
"Teacher?" Ling Momo called again and knocked on the door a little harder.
Still no one answered.
Ling Momo puffed up her cheeks and thought, could it be that Li Qingshen wasn't at home?
She took out her mobile phone and dialed Li Qingshen.
Then he heard the ringtone of his cell phone coming from Li Qingshen's bedroom.
Ling Momo tilted her head, she was at home, why didn't she open the door?
Ling Momo raised her hand and continued to knock on the door, her voice soft and beautiful: "Teacher, I'm here, are you resting? I'm going to the music room to read the music scores first."
There was no response for her in the room. Ling Momo curled her lips. She was used to his way of treating others. So, she turned around and was about to take a step forward when she heard the sound of porcelain falling to the floor, followed by a loud sound.
Silent.
Ling Momo frowned her delicate eyebrows, turned around immediately, grabbed the doorknob of Li Qingshen's bedroom, turned it gently, and pushed the door open. When she raised her eyes, Ling Momo was shocked.
The man who had always been aloof and arrogant actually leaned against the bed and sat on the carpet, his face looking frighteningly pale.
"Teacher." Ling Momo had never seen Li Qingshen like this before. Her originally suspicious expression was instantly filled with worry. She hurriedly walked to Li Qingshen and squatted in front of him, "Teacher, you
What's wrong?"
Ling Momo raised her hand and gently touched Li Qingshen's forehead, which was surprisingly hot.
Li Qingshen, who was in a semi-conscious state, opened his eyes slightly. When he saw Ling Momo in front of him, his eyes lit up slightly and flashed with a brilliance.[
Ling Momo's soft arms tightly hugged Li Qingshen's waist, lifted him up hard, and then laid him down on the bed.
Li Qingshen frowned and moved her lips. It seemed that she was really seriously ill. She quickly closed her eyes, but her breathing was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Ling Momo forcefully pulled out the quilt from under Li Qingshen and covered him. Then she went to the bathroom, iced a towel, took it out and applied it on his forehead.
Ling Momo thought of the pills Li Qingshen secretly threw away yesterday, and couldn't help but pursed her lips and murmured to herself: "Such a big person secretly throws away pills like a child! Now!
