Chapter 697: What kind of breed am I, eh?

  Chapter 697 What kind of breed am I, eh?
  Li Qiao chuckled her lips and smiled, "It's not like I don't like it, but it really doesn't feel much."
  Pama is because of Shang Yu that arouses her yearning and curiosity.
  Besides, even the Mu family can't affect her emotions.
  Shang Yu stroked the top of her head, his light-colored eyes filled with tenderness, "I arrange time to go back as soon as possible."
  On the other side, Nanyang Li's house.
  As the evening approaches, half of the sky is dyed red by the magnificent burning clouds.
  Duan Shuyuan stood near the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room with her chest round her chest, her expression a little complicated, she was full of sadness.
  Several sighs overflowed from her mouth, and Li Guangming who was passing by happened to hear him, "What's the matter, sighing?"
  Duan Shuyuan did not move, she still maintained her original posture, "You said, Qiaoqiao has been to Pama for several days, will Shang elders tell her the truth?"
  Li Guangming's expression froze, and he walked to her side, his voice was also low a few degrees, "Maybe, after all, the two children have already received the certificate."
  "Then...Can Qiaoqiao still recognize us?" Duan Shuyuan's eyes were a little red, and she also revealed her anxiety, "What if she stays in Parma in the future? I..."
   Hearing the sound, Li Guangming's heart twitched, and he hurriedly hooked her shoulders to comfort, "No, definitely not, you don't know our girl, she won't deny us."
  Such words seem to be told to oneself by deceiving others.
Duan Shuyuan was not as optimistic as him. She rubbed the corners of her eyes and her throat became blocked. "If she was born to me, she would be so good. What does the mischief have to do with her? I would rather she be kept in the dark forever and be happy. Just stay alive."
  At that time, the couple had three sons. Duan Shuyuan’s biggest regret was not having a daughter.
  But her body was consumed too much due to several births, especially when she was the third child, hemorrhage accompanied by minor amniotic fluid embolism.
  Li Guangming was frightened at the time, and later did the ligation without telling her.
  So, after getting the daughter of Li Qiao by accident, Duan Shuyuan was happy and devoted all her maternal love.
  They brought up Li Qiao, definitely not to complete the task.
  From the day Shang Zonghai took her back, little Li Qiao was their daughter.
  At this time, Li Guangming couldn't help but sighed, clasped Duan Shuyuan's shoulders, and muttered in a low voice: "The child is old, she has the right to know, even if she wants to recognize the ancestor and return to the clan, we...can't stop it."
"I know the truth, but..." Duan Shuyuan said, she began to wipe her tears, "Qiao Qiao is only twenty-two years old, and she has grown up carefree. If Shang elders really give her the burden of the Mu family, she will Terrified."
  Li Guangming frowned tightly, not knowing how to comfort Duan Shuyuan for a while.
  Zong Yue, who happened to walk into the living room, was in a dilemma standing at the door.
  She naturally heard what Duan Shuyuan said, swallowed her throat, and wanted to ask: Do you have any misunderstandings about Qiaoqiao?
  Although I don’t know what ‘Mu’s burden’ means, Zong Yue feels that even if the sky falls, it may not be able to frighten her fifth aunt.
  That is a person who can get visa-free to the British Emperor...Does she know how to write the word afraid of it?
  Zong Yue scratched her head, silently exited the living room, and stood under the hallway. She cleared her throat and took a few steps on the spot, "Mom, I'm back."
When the Li family heard her footsteps, they quickly calmed down. Duan Shuyuan wiped away her tears and returned to the sofa to sit down and pretended to drink tea.
  A few seconds later, Zong Yue walked into the living room again, caught Duan Shuyuan’s red eyelids, and shook the fruit gift box in her hand,
Parents, my colleague gave me a box of Sydney, I’ll cut some and let’s try it.

  Duan Shuyuan smiled far-fetched, "Don't do it yourself, send it to the servant in the kitchen."
   "It's okay, I just practise knife skills." Zong Yue took the gift box and went to the kitchen, giving him enough time to sort out his mood.
  In the kitchen, she closed the glazed door, leaning on the kitchen sink thoughtfully.
  Although she took a quick glance, she could see clearly that her parents' emotions seemed not right, especially Mom seemed to be crying. Is this sorrowful for Qiao Qiao?
  Zong Yue pondered for a few seconds, and it was true that she hadn’t contacted Qiaoqiao for a while.
  And she didn't even go to the company recently, Mr. Xi said that she was on a business trip.
  Zong Yue took out her mobile phone and looked at the time. It was less than six o'clock, and it shouldn't be disturbed to call her.
  Thinking about it, the call has already been dialed.
  At ten o'clock in the night, Palma time, there was an untimely vibration in the hot master bedroom.
  From under the pillow.
  Li Qiao’s face was covered with sweat. At the beginning of the shock, she thought she had hallucinations.
  No matter the ceiling is shaking, how come the pillows start to hum?
  After an unbearable groan, Li Qiao pushed Shang Yu's chest, "wait..."
  The man leaned on her, squinted dangerously, took out the phone, and was about to throw it out.
  "Let me see who it is..." Li Qiao grabbed his wrist and muttered softly, "Maybe something is going on."
  Shang Yu’s waist and abdomen movements have not stopped, and there is even a tendency to increase.
  Li Qiao moved aside, blinking an eye to see the caller, it was her sister-in-law Zong Yue.
  Under normal circumstances, unless there is something, the sister-in-law will rarely call her.
   "Me, answer, call?" Li Qiao said a few words intermittently. The man on her body was sweaty on his forehead and his movements slowed down.
  He didn't speak, but seemed to allow her proposal.
  Li Qiaoping resumed his breathing, and slid down to answer, "Sister-in-law...uh..."
  Zong Yue’s ‘Qiao Qiao’ stalked in his throat, unable to go up and down.
  What did she hear? Why is that low whisper so familiar?
  Li Qiao also did not expect that the moment she answered, Shang Yu hit violently, and almost didn't make her scream.
  Zong Yue whispered a test: "Qiaoqiao, what are you doing?"
  Li Qiao pushed Shang Yu with one hand, blushing blankly, and said every word, "It's okay, feed the dog."
   "Ah, you have a dog? What breed? Can I go and see it?"
  Zong Yue was indeed surprised and delighted. She likes dogs, but she never had the opportunity to raise one in the Zong family.
  At this time, Li Qiao popped out of her mind the four characters ‘make a cocoon and bind oneself’.
  In front of him is a man whose expression is getting more and more dangerous, and a sister-in-law who is constantly questioning dog breeds in his ears.
  Li Qiao took a few more hits, sipped her breath, and asked very slowly: "Sister-in-law, you have something to do with me..."
  Zong Yue let out an ‘ah’, and nodded while holding the receiver, and told Li Qiao about Duan Shuyuan’s crying in a calm tone.
  Just such a half-minute time, for Li Qiao, it can be called hellish torture.
  Shang Yu leaned down, holding her earlobe on the other side, with a hoarse and playful voice, "What kind of breed am I, eh?"
   Under such double stimulation, Li Qiao shuddered uncontrollably.
  "Are you listening?" Zong Yue looked at the screen and shouted two more pretty.
  (End of this chapter)