Chapter 29: If You Don't Want to Learn, Then Leave (9)

"Enson, same place, ten o'clock."

The sentence contained no more than ten words, clean and concise.

Without waiting for Ling Momo to respond, Li Qingshen promptly hung up the phone.

He went downstairs, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, deliberately sprayed on some perfume, drove to the city.

As usual, when Ling Momo arrived, Enson was already there, and the room's lights remained off.

The curtains were drawn.

The room was pitch-black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

The two were silent, neither speaking; he just focused on kissing her, doing what should be done.

Suddenly, Ling Momo's phone chimed, a glimmer from Guangliang; it was a text message, and Ling Momo subconsciously opened her eyes.

Enson quickly grabbed the phone and tossed it aside.

When Ling Momo opened her eyes, the room was still enveloped in darkness.