Chapter 418: I don't want to, I don't dare

Chapter 418 is not not wanting, but not
A gunshot wound is not an ordinary wound, because even if it heals, it will leave a scar after the muscle tissue is burned.
My heart felt sore again.
Li Qiao wrapped his gauze again, her eyes serious and focused.
Suddenly, warmth came from her cheeks, and she looked at Shang Yu swayingly, and the movement in her hand stopped, "Is it painful?"
Li Qiao's eyes were filled with undisguised distress, and the corners of her eyes were red, as if there were countless emotions hidden in her eyes, and she could not pull them away and cut them constantly.
She stared at the man's brows and eyes, waited for a few seconds before he could speak, and bowed her head to bandage him.
After finally handling his wounds, Li Qiao realized that a thin layer of sweat had spread on her back.
She watched the slender white gauze wrap around the man's shoulder again, her fingers rubbing the edge of the gauze, her voice was low and slow, soft and dumb, "Don't move anymore, the wound will open too many times. ……Well."
Li Qiao sometimes thinks that she and Shang Yu are really the same kind of people.
The same overbearing, the same self.
Obviously she was still saying not to let him move in the last second, but in a blink of an eye the man took her into his arms and kissed deeply.
Li Qiao's back was straight, and Khan Jinjin's palm immediately pressed his left forearm.
The man naturally perceives her dual purpose, so he asks for a kiss even more domineering, and presses her waist around her arms, making her tongue tingle.
After kissing for a long time, Shang Yu let go of her.
Li Qiao sat upright on his lap sideways, her cheeks flushed slightly.
She slowed down, trying to get off him, but her waist and abdomen were held down again, and the bewitching and clear breath of the man shed her ears, "Why did you say you weren't qualified to be with me last night?"
Li Qiao turned her head and looked at him faintly. Just about to speak, the thumb of his left hand fell on her lips. While wiping the water stains after the kiss, she asked dumbly: "When did I give you this Illusion? Huh?"
The elongated tone of the ending seemed to be a bit ridiculously absurd.
Shang Yu's eyes were filled with rare gentleness, he opened his eyes to meet her beautiful deer eyes, and pressed the corner of her lips with his thumb, "Why don't you speak?"
Li Qiao cleared her throat, and the ambiguous breath enveloped her. She curled her head and said, "Probably...
"Really?" The man crossed her cheek with his fingers, "Is it sure that I didn't think so in my heart to say such angry words?"
The distance between the two is very close, close enough to clearly see the condensed figure in each other's eyes.
Li Qiao was dumb for a while, facing the man's dark eyes, as if his soul could be seen through.
It may be anger, or it may be some unknown feeling in the subconscious.
At this moment, Shang Yu looked at Li Qiao at the same time, without letting go of her subtle expression.
With a soft sigh, the thin lips overflowed, and the man's fingers squeezed her chin, "No matter how strong you are, as a boyfriend, I also have the responsibility to protect you. I don't want you to be by my side, or I dare not.
I'm afraid of her accident, I'm afraid of her being injured, so I'd rather be injured myself, and take care of her.
She is Ni Lin, but she is even more vulnerable.
Once the toughest man has a weakness, he even dare not take her to take the slightest risk.
Li Qiao answered sullenly, and for the first time when he heard Shang Yu analyze his inner world, his senses and emotions also fluctuated with his words.
She had never heard him say this before, and the phrase ‘not impossible, but not dare’ touched the softest corner of her heart.
Li Qiao knew how proud and conceited he was.
Piansheng is such a domineering man who says in front of you that he doesn't dare to risk you, even a woman who is cold-hearted and cold-hearted will be stunned by this sentence.
Li Qiao didn't say any more, sitting in his arms stretched out his hands and wrapped his shoulders.
She buried her face on Shang Yu's neck, smelling the familiar breath, and said nothing, as she hugged her tighter and tighter.
The man's hands around her lower back gradually moved to her back, patted gently, domineering and considerate.
Then, in less than half a minute, Shang Yu glanced over the brocade box, kissed her earlobe, and asked in a low voice, "Where did you go tonight?"
Although Li Qiao was a little confused after not sleeping all night, when she heard this question again, she lifted her head from his arms and asked narrowly: "Luo Yu didn't tell you?"
"Not much." The man squinted, with a hint of danger in his eyes. "What is the thing that you don't want others to know?"
Li Qiao looked directly at Shang Yu's dangerous eyes, but couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth, "So, you came here because of this?"
She admitted that she did say so on purpose.
The man raised his eyebrows, his smart fingers got into the hem of her clothes at some unknown time, and he stroked her waist and eyes in circles, his tone threatening: "Change the subject?"
Li Qiao stiffened, holding on to his messy wrist, smiling with a smile, sweeping away the haze.
She spoke to the round table in front of her, and picked up the brocade box. "It was a friend from Myanmar who happened to come to Chongcheng to do business, so she brought me something."
Li Qiao opened the brocade box as he said, and showed him the toolkit.
Shang Yu glanced at Li Qiao slowly, "What friend?"
"Bo Tingxiao's younger brother, Bo Tingsu." She played with the tool kit in her hand and added: "They are from the Special Execution Team of Myanmar, and they are usually stationed at the border between Myanmar and the border.
Xiaoge designed the latest military kit, and knew that I was in Chongcheng, so he asked his brother to give me one. "
Well, brother Xiao!
Shang Yu looked at Li Qiao's light brows and asked inadvertently, "How did he know that you are in Chongcheng?"
Li Qiao fiddled with the tool bag for a while, turned her head to look at him, "I didn't ask."
The man met her, his thick eyebrows raised lightly, "didn't meet?"
Li Qiao shook her head, "He didn't come. I had a drink with his brother."
Shang Yu didn't speak any more, and thoughtfully condensed the tool kit in her hand, with a thought-provoking light in his eyes.
Obviously the person was in Chongcheng, but he said he didn't come.
The Myanmar Special Operation Team and the domestic special operations forces recently had an international military competition. Bo Tingxiao is currently in Chongcheng.
Since he didn't want to meet Qiaoqiao, Shang Yu naturally wouldn't talk too much.
He put his shirt on his shoulders again, looked at the corners of Li Qiao's dark red eyes, and rubbed his fingers twice, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Li Qiao blinked, "Well, when are you going back to Nanyang?"
Shang Yu glanced at the big bed in the room, patted her back waist and motioned her to lie down, "I will leave when you sleep."
"Oh." Li Qiao stretched her eyebrows, staring at Shang Yu, and stopped talking.
The man curled his index finger and rubbed her cheek, "What do you want to say?"
"Is it too late to go back tomorrow?" Li Qiao's gaze fell to his shoulders, while the words were still on his lips, Shang Yu's chest came out with a deep and deep laugh, "Don't want me to go?"
(End of this chapter)