Ling Momo was surprised for a moment and realized it was already very late. She feared he might already be asleep, inconvenient to disturb, so she decided to wait until tomorrow.
Ling Momo returned to her bedroom and waited a long time before she received a simple WeChat message from Enson, "Sorry, I'm a bit busy, you rest first, I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Ling Momo felt a slight sense of loss in her heart, "Okay, then... good night."
Actually, Ling Momo really wanted to ask Enson what he was doing in the middle of the night, but she felt she probably didn't have the right to ask.
She pondered wildly for a long time, perhaps she was really exhausted today, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
In the bedroom next door, Li Qingshen was holding his phone, looking at the lyrics she had sent, his gaze somewhat vacant.
She was indeed a very clever girl, he just casually dropped her a few hints, and she caught the feeling.
