Chapter 183: It’s the Nanyang Shang Shaoyan she has always liked

Chapter 183 is the Nanyang Shang Shaoyan she has always liked
Mochizuki and others in the distance watched this scene for a moment.
Everyone's expression was filled with a hint of luck.
Finally, the Nanyang Overlord’s side was no longer in the same darkness.
Miss Li, just the color of accidental airborne.
In the end, Shang Yu still did not take Li Qiao into the world behind the iron gate.
As for the men who fell to the ground after being shot, they were dragged back by Mochizuki and Liuyun after they left.
Can't die, at most lose too much blood.
Li Qiao vaguely noticed the location of the opponent's injury when Shang Yu shot.
He deliberately avoided the lethal point, and later three shots also hit the opponent's calf bone.
But those legs are bound to be scrapped.
...
After returning to the mansion and taking a shower, the two returned to the living room at the same time.
Li Qiao's hair is half dry, standing at the entrance of the living room, looking at Shang Yu's figure, her eyes are full of stars.
At the beginning of the heavy rain, the rain on the windows meandered down, leaving water marks.
The shadow of the lamp was burning, and they took their seats one after another.
Two cups of steaming tea are already on the coffee table.
Li Qiao was wearing a white nightgown sitting beside Shang Yu, crossing her legs, revealing her white ankles.
Her eyes were clear and she broke the silence: "Yan Ye, why do you want me to see this tonight?"
Could it be that he was waiting for this moment when he called "it's not the time yet"?
At this time, Shang Yu's throat rolled slightly, her eyes turned, and her cheeks were locked with deep eyes, "Since I want to leave Emperor Yan, I must let you know...what kind of person I am."
It is true that the words that Li Qiao tried before made some of his emotions uncontrollably fermented, so he lost control at the door of the secret hall.
However, after all, afraid of scaring her, he chose to avoid the enemy's vitals when shooting.
Hearing the sound, Li Qiao flashed, lowered her head and smiled, with a calm face: "Is there a difference? No matter what you are, you are you!"
She has always liked Nanyang Shang Shaoyan.
So, there is no difference at all.
Looking at Li Qiao's frank and straightforward, Shang Yu pursed his lips and sighed, raised his hand and gently rubbed the back of her neck, his voice curled with magnetism, "In that case, it's my little heart."
Li Qiao glanced at him, raising her eyebrows pretentiously, "It's a bit."
I have no confidence in her!
The man's low and slow laughter overflowed from his thin lips, with a cheerful expression, "Have you been scared tonight?"
"Well, I didn't know what you were going to do to let me take me to the valley at first, but..." Li Qiao said halfway, leaning on the sofa in a leisurely manner, "You asked me twice in a row. I probably guessed what you meant."
He has always refused to say anything, and has to use practical actions to test her receptivity.
Fortunately, the result is not bad.
Shang Yu watched her open eyebrows, his palms dropped, and landed on her shoulders. With a slight touch, he pulled the person into his arms and whispered: "It won't be anymore."
His tone was solemn, like promise, like determination.
At this moment, Li Qiao tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder, clutching the lace of the nightgown and wrapping it around her hand. He thought and said bluntly: "Yan Ye, I really can't continue my internship at Yanhuang."
Speaking of this decision, she was ready to leave.
Shang Yu faintly responded, palms caressing her shaved shoulders, staring out the window, "Because of the laboratory?"
Obviously, he knew everything.
Li Qiao did not hide it, and nodded fixedly, "The laboratory decided to set up a project team. Guan Mingyu's strange disease was introduced to the laboratory by me. If I don't participate, it really can't be justified."
(End of this chapter)