Ling Momo complained so much in one breath, and now she heard Enson agree with her opinion, and her mood improved a lot. The grievances that originally felt dissipated by the fact that they had been verbalized: "Thank you, Enson."

Li Qingshen was stunned for a moment: "Hmm?"

"Telling these things to you makes me feel much better," Ling Momo knew that Enson could not see her expression in the dark, but she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips: "I've been talking to anyone like this for a long time."

Although there was a little joy in her tone, Li Qingshen's heart still felt like it was pricked by a row of fine needles, and it felt like a thorny pain. He gently touched her long hair and asked in a divine manner: "Do you play WeChat?"

Are there anyone who doesn’t play WeChat these days?

Ling Momo raised her head in surprise, and in the darkness she saw, she whispered: "Of course, let's have fun."

After pausing, she asked again: "What's wrong?"

"No," Li Qingshen had her WeChat, but in her eyes Enson did not, "Can you find your WeChat phone number?"

Ling Momo nodded: "Yes."

Enson: "I'll add you tomorrow."

Ling Momo: "Ah?"

Enson: "In the future, if you have anything to complain about, come and find me."

Ling Momo: "Ah? Ah!"

Enson didn't say anything else when he faced her surprise.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ling Momo closed his mouth.

When she cried, he carried her into his arms. They chatted for so long that he did not let go of her, nor did she break free from his arms.

At this moment, her mood stabilized. When she heard the powerful heartbeat in her ears, she realized that her face was still pressed into his arms. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She reached out and grabbed her hair. Her ears were red and pretended to be uncomfortable in this position. She moved her body and moved out of his arms.

The sudden empty chest made Li Qingshen frown slightly. After a while, he seemed to remember something and suddenly broke the quiet indoors: "Are you very angry with Li Qingshen?"

"Ah?" Ling Momo didn't expect Enson to suddenly ask this. She responded and said, "It's a bit."

Li Qingshen rolled his throat, thinking about whether to say a few words to Li Qingshen as Enson, a girl's voice came from his ear: "I don't want to pay attention to him, and I even thought that it would be better not to have any contact with him again from now on."

Li Qingshen's fingers trembled, and he felt his heart reaching his throat.

Ling Momo spoke again: "But-"

Hearing these two words, the tension that Li Qingshen had piled up on his heart dissipated a little.

I didn't know that Enson in front of me was Li Qingshen Ling Momo, and continued to speak on his own, his voice changed from gritting his teeth just now to frustration: "I'm just thinking about it, I'll still pay attention to him."

Li Qingshen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although he is like a lunatic, who made him a myth? I still have to learn from him." As he said that, Ling Momo sighed heavily. She didn't want to make herself seem too spineless. After thinking for two seconds, she spoke up and found a high-sounding reason for herself: "I should be considered as enduring humiliation and slept with firewood and tasting gall."

Hearing this, Li Qingshen's body, which was originally tense, completely relaxed: "The reason why he was so angry was because he didn't know the truth."

Ling Momo heard Enson talking to Li Qingshen, and then realized that Enson and Li Qingshen had a strong relationship with each other.

She had just said so many bad things to Enson. Will he turn around and tell Li Qingshen?

"That," Ling Momo said in a tangled manner, "Enson, can I ask you for something?"

Enson: "You said."

"That's right," Ling Momo cleared his throat: "Can you stop telling Li Qingshen what I just said to you, especially those bad things."

Li Qingshen: "...good."

After experiencing so many things in one night and being wet in the rain for so long, Ling Momo's mood improved and fell asleep shortly after a while.

The room was very quiet. Li Qingshen sat next to her, listening to her even and shallow breathing, and looking at her quietly.

It was dark around him and he couldn't see anything, but he still watched it so persistently.

It seemed as if you could really see her sleeping face.

After a while, he silently raised his hand and stroked her cheek, gently rubbed her where he had hit her, then lowered his head slightly, and a faint kiss fell on her eyebrows: "I'm sorry."

…

In the early morning, when Ling Momo was sleeping in a deep state, Li Qingshen tidied up the room and left the palace.

Sitting in the car, he was about to start the car, but suddenly he thought that when he rushed over last night, Zhang Lunan grabbed her hair.

His eyes became darker, he picked up his cell phone, and dialed a phone number to Su Chen.

Su Chen was still sleeping, and his tone of answering the phone was very smelly: "What's wrong? Brother!"

Li Qingshen's tone was as light as the fog outside the window: "In three days, three days, I will see the news of Zhang Lunan's economic crisis."

Su Chen immediately woke up: "You are crazy. Yesterday, in front of so many people, he had already hit Zhang Lunan and kicked his baby. It is said that he is still in the hospital now. I wonder if the functions will be healthy or not in the future. These are not enough. They will even bankrupt people?"

"Is three days too long?" Li Qingshen asked slowly, tapping the steering wheel with his fingers, and his tone became colder: "Then I'll give you three hours."

Su Chen: "..."

Li Qingshen raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and said, "It's five o'clock in the morning. I'm going to see the news I want to see at 8 o'clock."

Su Chen gritted his teeth hard on the other end of the phone, only to think that Li Qingshen was simply not a human being.

Seeing that Su Chen didn't say anything for a while, Li Qingshen asked lightly: "Is there any difficulties? Then forget it, I'll go find A Sheng."

Su Chen took a deep breath: "I don't think there is any difficulty, I think you are sick."

Hearing these two words, Li Qingshen was stunned. After a moment, he chuckled slightly, and his tone was surprisingly gentle: "Well, yes, I'm sick."

Su Chen was so scared that he almost rolled off the bed. Was his brother laughing just now?

He held his cell phone, without thinking, and immediately spoke, "Brother, I was wrong."

"Hmm?" Li Qingshen responded casually, still in a good mood: "You are right."
Chapter completed!