Chapter 370: Are you moved or angry?

Chapter 370 Are you moved or angry?
But Shang Yu's strong arms tightly circled her, making Li Qiao unable to escape.
Although it was a deep kiss, he still abides by the rules and has no other moves to go beyond.
After the kiss, Li Qiao knocked his forehead on his chest.
With a somewhat ostrich mentality, while breathing well, he quietly rubbed the water stains on Shang Yu's shirt on Shang Yu's shirt.
At this moment, the man's palm was rubbing her back, raising his lips and lazily raising the tail of his eyes to the corner of the stand.
Suddenly catching the boss's eyes, Liu Yun and the others immediately looked up at the sky, pretending to see nothing.
Shang Yu pursed her thin lips and stroked her hair soothingly.
It's been a long time since I saw her keen on one thing, especially when I saw the girl's flying look when she was racing, it was difficult to control herself when she got out of the car.
This will calm down, only to remember that there are others present.
The man sighed softly, placed the chiseled chin on top of the girl's head, and stood near the row of RX7s with his arms around her, his voice hoarsely in her ears, "Continue?"
Li Qiao lifted her head from Shang Yu's arms, and swept towards Liu Yun and the others. Seeing them all tilted their heads to the sky, she couldn't help but curled her mouth a little funny.
She retracted her eyes and looked at the man, her voice softened a lot, "They want to be together?"
"Well, if you want, let's stay with you."
It was only at this moment that Li Qiao suddenly realized that Shang Yu had specially arranged a racing event for her.
But why?
Is it possible to suddenly learn that she likes racing?
Li Qiao looked at the sports cars parked side by side, then looked around the quiet and bright stadium, not wanting to disappoint his kindness, so she nodded and agreed to his proposal.
So, three minutes later, the loud engine sounds of seven cars resounded over the track.
After the sound of almost uniform horns, seven cars rushed out instantly.
The track is very wide and very long.
The body of different colors flashed rainbow-like streamer under the shining of the surrounding lights.
Li Qiao didn't show off her skills, nor did she speed up, because at that moment, her thoughts were slightly tranced.
Although it would not affect her driving stability, it made her heart unable to calm down for a long time.
Some things, some words, are self-explanatory at this moment.
When seven cars entered the track at the same time, the pictures of memories came to her mind like a tide.
The colors of the seven cars are clearly the representative colors of each of the Seven Borders.
And the number seven is the number of their seven sons.
The moonlight was sky, and the seven cars moved forward in unison, just like the scene when they were racing wildly on the border.
Shang Yu...
Li Qiao's nose is sour and her throat is faintly blocked.
Yes, on the day of Huizi's death, he was using this method to help her pay tribute to Huizi.
Li Qiao suppressed his unspeakable emotions, stopped jumping forward, stopped chasing, and drove lap after lap with the other six cars in the quietest way of racing.
Her body position is in the middle, three from the left, and three from the right. She keeps on, everyone is always with her.
Ten minutes later, returning to the original starting point, Li Qiao slowly dropped the speed.
The car stopped, but she did not open the door. She sat in the car and looked straight ahead, silent for a long, long time.
It wasn't until the car door was opened and Shang Yuwei's figure leaned over that she gradually recovered.
The man half-bended, propped the door and roof, with a three-dimensional silhouette half-bright and half-dark, and his thin lips raised slightly. He opened his palm to her, "What are you in a daze?"
Li Qiao moved her hand mechanically, allowing the man to drag her out of the cab.
The burnt smell of tires rubbed at high speed was still wafting around the car body. Amidst the faint white smoke, Li Qiao's eyelids drooped and did not speak for a long while.
Shang Yu noticed that her emotions seemed to be wrong, and her thick eyebrows couldn't help but frown. He waved his hand slightly, and Liu Yun and the others walked to the distant stand with understanding.
The man provoked Li Qiao's chin, and the deep pupil carefully looked at her expression, his tone of voice was slightly deep, "What's the matter?"
Li Qiao still pressed her eyelids, her eyes flushed, and she was silent before pursing her lips to look at Shang Yu.
She licked the corner of her mouth, her voice dumb, "Today is Huizi's death day."
The man's finger pads rubbed the corners of her eyes, and her apple slid, "Well, I know."
Li Qiao's eyes flickered, her slightly cool fingertips pinched his wrist, said nothing, and stepped forward into his arms.
The words of thanks are on the lips, but she doesn't want to express her feelings with such pale thanks.
Li Qiao's hand slowly pressed against his chest, and he could clearly feel his heartbeat.
Vigorous and warm.
The man hugged her back, with his generous palm resting on the back of her neck, gently kneading it as if he were soothing.
"Go back." Li Qiao said dully in his arms.
A gleam of light appeared in Shang Yu's quiet eyes, his thin lips pressed tightly, and he responded introvertedly: "Yeah."
The sudden change in Li Qiao's mood is a bit inexplicable, and it seems reasonable.
After all, she was a partner who was born and died, and perhaps the car tonight touched her sadness.
The man's expression gradually became gloomy and indifferent.
It seems that the wrong method was used. I wanted to relieve her mood, but it was counterproductive.
The two left the track without saying a word, and Liuyun and the bodyguard quickly followed.
The team was already waiting outside the racetrack. Li Qiao hooked Shang Yu's fingertips, and when he got into the car, she suddenly told the bodyguard who opened the door, "Excuse me, please wait outside."
The bodyguards ordered the line to be forbidden, and after closing the door, they straddled and guarded nearby.
In the car, Li Qiao and Shang Yu were sitting side by side in the back row. She seemed to have something to say.
The man's slender legs slowly overlapped, his head half-closed and his head leaned against the back of the chair, his voice was deep, "What do you want to say?"
Shang Yu's gloomy eyebrows concealed hostility, his beautiful eyebrows frowned, and his outline became more and more rigid.
The carriage was too quiet, and before Li Qiao could speak, he lazily opened the end of his eyes, and the moment he turned his head, his soft lips covered.
Like an instinct, Shang Yu lowered his face in response, wrapped her palms around her and gradually tightened.
Li Qiao held his handsome face in both hands, learning the skills he taught her, and making a mess of his lips.
Why is it so good?
Let her calm down, which was originally arrogant.
I don't even know how to respond to him thanking him.
At this time, Li Qiao's initiative softened Shang Yu's heart.
The temperature in the compartment continued to rise until the end of the kiss, and each other was panting.
I don't know when, she was held in a man's arms, sitting on his lap, she could easily feel some traces of emotion.
She encircled his shoulders, buried her face deep in his neck, breathing calmly.
Shang Yu's jaw pressed against her, Qing Jun's fingers patted her waist lightly, his low and thick voice was full of dumb, "Are you moved or angry, huh?"
Li Qiao raised her head slightly, her black and white eyes were as bright as stars pouring out clouds and mist, "Can't you see it?"
The man pressed her lips thin and rubbed her cheek with his thumb, "It's really not easy to see."
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