How could she do something so shameless?
She gradually became desperate.
She had held onto a glimmer of hope that she could love Enson, but now?
She had destroyed her love for Enson with her own hands.
She had done something so disgraceful!
At that moment, no one knew how much Ling Momo wished it were all a dream that had never happened.
But she knew it wasn't.
She clearly remembered that when Li Qingshen kissed her, she didn't resist at all; instead, she let herself get entwined with him.
Ling Momo thought, now it was truly all over...
She didn't dare turn her head to look at Li Qingshen; she gently moved his hand from her waist. The man seemed to have worn himself out and was sound asleep, showing no signs of waking. She felt slightly relieved and quietly lifted her hand, pulled back the blanket, and got out of bed.
She found her clothes, hastily put them on, grabbed her bag, and then went downstairs to leave.
