Chapter 68: I am here for Emperor Yan

Chapter 68 I am here for Emperor Yan
At the moment when Li Qiao's voice settled, she clearly saw a sharp coldness in Shang Yu's eyes.
Although fleeting, it confirmed Li Qiao's guess.
She really provoke the Nanyang overlord.
Shang Yu held a pen in his hand and signed the document. The tight line of his mandible was displeased, and his tone was no longer as gentle as before. "What do you think?"
Only at this moment did Li Qiao realize that she really didn't understand Shang Yu.
In fact, his words and deeds seem to be polite, lazy and sexy, but he is afraid that his wild dominance is his true core.
Li Qiao slowly retracted his gaze, touched his chin, thought for three minutes, and finally sighed irritably, "Master Yan, give me some hints?"
Shang Yu didn't look at her, still keeping the posture of signing.
But his eyes were gloomy and gloomy, and he couldn't see the bottom. The tolerance of certain emotions made him lose his sense of measure. The tip of the pen split his fork clearly on the document due to excessive force.
The slight movement attracted Li Qiao's attention. She looked at it and saw that the man had tightened the cap of the pen and dropped it on the table casually.
In the next second, Shang Yu stood up, took off his suit jacket without any haste, and walked towards Li Qiao.
His face was stern, his lips pressed tightly, and there was a surging undercurrent in those deep pupils.
Li Qiao straightened up inadvertently, showing a defensive posture, her eyes fixed on Shang Yu, with doubts.
Soon, he came to the sofa.
Shang Yu's suit, which was full of advanced cold fragrance, was opened by Shang Yu, and immediately covered her body, also covering the snow-white dazzling shoulders.
Li Qiao was stunned, but before he spoke, his chin was suddenly clamped by his generous palm.
The man's slightly rough fingertips pressed against her cheeks, his thumb slightly clasped her chin, leaned over, squinted, and his voice was cold and bitter: "I want to come to Yanhuang for internship because of the wind?"
Li Qiao was forced to raise his head because of Shang Yu's movements. His strength was not too great, but the blue veins broke out in his arm, as if he was trying his best to restrain it.
With her eyes facing each other, for the first time, she clearly saw the unknown side of Shang Yu from the sharp demeanor of Shang Yu.
Li Qiao sighed softly, her slender eyelashes trembled, and raised her eyebrows arrogantly, "Is there only one option to chase the wind?"
The girl fell fearlessly in Shang Yu's eyes. The strength in his hand was unabated, and he pressed down the stalwart body again, and supported the back of the sofa next to her with one hand, in a condescending posture, "Apart from him, who else do you want to have?"
The distance is getting closer and closer. As long as Li Qiao is a little forward, the tip of his nose can touch his lips.
Their breaths entangled with each other, their eyes met, one cold and the other crazy.
Li Qiao moved her neck, looked straight into the depths of Shang Yu's eyes, and smiled faintly, "I thought Master Yan knew!"
If this scene is seen by Mochizuki and others, it will definitely be shocked.
Because Li Qiao is the first person who can talk and laugh freely in the danger of Shangyu's aura.
At this time, Shang Yu's domineering aura gradually converged, his palms relaxed, his thumb inadvertently rubbed Li Qiao's skin, and after a moment of silence, his tone returned to its magnetic vigor: "OK?"
There are some words that don’t need to be said explicitly. One look and one action are just tacit understanding.
Li Qiao clearly felt the looseness of his palms, and raised her delicate and beautiful eyebrows slightly, and took advantage of the momentum to put her jaw in Shang Yu's palm. She said: "I want to come to Yanhuang, naturally for the sake of Yanhuang. Come."
The two Yanhuang emperors have different profound meanings.
She believed that he could understand.
At this time, Shang Yu's thin lips slowly showed a very shallow smile, the cold light in his eyes faded, his wrists were slightly raised, and her cheeks were supported, "Working at Emperor Yan, you must wear professional clothes."
(End of this chapter)