Chapter 220: She bet right

Chapter 220 She bet right
Li Qiao's soft voice drifted into Shang Yu's ears, and all the out-of-control emotions and violent factors instantly died down.
After reasoning back, the man's hand released the doorknob, tightly pursing his thin lips and looking at Li Qiao again.
The girl's eyebrows were bright and bright, and her eyes flickered with hope, and she was a little innocent.
Looking down, there was an especially red and swollen lips. Under Shang Yu's gaze, the pink tongue licked the corner of his mouth from time to time.
The man's eyes darkened, his palms stiffly held Li Qiao's cheeks, his thumb gently touched the corners of her lips, his voice was dumb and unreasonable: "Let me see."
Li Qiao glanced at him without a smile, and raised her head accordingly.
The corner of the left mouth was indeed broken because of his intense kiss. It was not serious, only a slight pain.
But after losing control, Shang Yu wanted to leave, and Li Qiao could only try to keep him in this way.
Obviously, she was right.
Li Qiao couldn't help but wandered away, secretly guessing whether Shang Yu would put gauze on the corner of her mouth. The light in front of her suddenly dimmed, and the man had leaned over and kissed her again.
Unlike the previous violence, and no longer so impulsive,
Li Qiao: "..."
It doesn't hurt anymore, and it's numb.
Shang Yu held her face heartily and kissed carefully, without a trace of lust.
It took a long while to bring Li Qiao into her arms, her jaw pressed against the top of her head, her broad shoulders hugged her tightly, and the two were close to each other closely.
His tone was low and hoarse, with a self-blame that was imperceptible, "Is there a medicine cabinet in the dormitory?"
Li Qiao: "..."
Sure enough... as expected!
She fell on the man's chest, dumbfounding.
Don’t you really want to put gauze on her mouth?
Is it for fear that others would not know that she would kiss her boyfriend and break her lips?
Li Qiao struggled twice in his arms, then turned up and looked at him, shook her head solemnly, "No."
"I'll let Liuyun buy it." Shang Yu's gaze fell on her lips again, bright red and moist, delicate and charming, but because of a tiny wound, this beauty was destroyed.
Li Qiao raised her hand and wiped her face, pressing her shoulder against him, and she couldn't help but laugh: "No, it doesn't hurt anymore, don't toss Liuyun, you accompany me in for a while."
After entering the door to the present, he finally calmed his emotions, but what followed was a burst of relief-like exhaustion.
At this time, waves flashed in the man's black eyes, he lowered his eyelids and said in silence, "Okay."
...
In the dormitory, Li Qiao took Shang Yu into the living room. The layout of the room was similar to that of a standard hotel room.
There is a double bed in the center, a built-in table and cabinet on the wall, and two round chairs and a glass tea table near the French windows.
The overall facilities are very simple, but the decoration style of original wood color is warm and comfortable.
At this moment, the two of them took their seats one after another, and their reflections were projected on the windows by lights, one indifferent and the other silent.
Li Qiao tilted her head to look at the reflection in the window, and pushed the mineral water on the table in front of him to break the silence: "Master Yan, when did you come here tonight?"
"Nine o'clock." Shang Yu's dark and gloomy eyes fixed on Li Qiao for an instant.
Even if nothing happened, but his eyes still looked at the corner of her mouth many times uncontrollably.
It was so red and swollen, it was very annoying.
Li Qiao noticed Shang Yu's eyes and turned her head calmly, twisting the corner of her wounded mouth to the other side he couldn't see, "Suddenly came over without saying a word, have you been waiting for me in the corridor?"
She and Lien Zhen left the laboratory about ten o'clock.
I went to a convenience store for dinner on the way, which delayed a lot of time back and forth.
I knew that Shang Yu would come, and she would come back to him in advance for whatever she said.
At this time, the man took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, rubbed it twice, and looked up at Li Qiao. Of course, he said with a low tone, "I don't want to see the assessment of the four of them tomorrow?"
Li Qiao was stunned, and then he remembered the assessment of the four assistants tomorrow Saturday, "You... came here to pick me up on purpose?"
Shang Yu's dark eyes were constricted with dim light, the cigarette was held in his fingers but it was not lit, and he said in a deep voice: "If you are too tired, take a rest tonight, and you will have time to go back tomorrow morning.
He seemed to have returned to his lazy normality, all his uncontrollable emotions converged into the depths of his eyes, and he seemed to have become a lofty and wild Nanyang overlord.
Li Qiao looked at him, her fingers curled slightly, her heart hot.
Immediately, she lowered her eyelids and smiled, "It's not tired to be tired, it's less than eleven o'clock, it's better to go back now."
He was obviously so busy, and he was still worried about what he wanted to see tomorrow for the assessment of the Big Four assistants.
How can she rely on her preference to be spoiled and willful and willful?
Li Qiao stood up as he spoke, and reached out to the man across the glass tea table.
She stands, he sits.
Shang Yu's ink-like eyes were deeply locked in Li Qiao's figure, and he slowly stretched out his hand to grab her palm, and then he pulled the person to the front with a little effort in the next second.
The man's strong arms took advantage of the trend, and this behavior caused Li Qiao to fall into his lap unexpectedly.
Unlike a hug, such an intimate distance made her body slightly straightened.
Li Qiao had to hold Shang Yu's shoulders to stabilize her figure, and smiled at him, "Don't you go?"
Shang Yu didn't speak, but tightened his arms, and was buried between Li Qiao's neck in the next second, his hot breath sprinkled on her skin, numb and scorching.
The room was quiet for a few seconds, and Li Qiao obviously felt that the arms of her lower back were tightening her tightly.
until--
He pressed against her face, pecked, and then his palm fell on the back of Li Qiao's head and stroked gently through the hair.
Probably it hasn't completely escaped from the emotions just now.
Shang Yu's voice tightened, and he held her for a long while before he said, "Let's go, go home."
Not long after, the two walked out of the dormitory one after another. Shang Yu took her by the hand and walked in the brightly lit dormitory.
From beginning to end, Li Qiao was very calm and calm.
Facing the paranoid side of the man, there was no complaint, no disgust, even if the corner of his mouth was broken, he still calmed down patiently.
Shang Yu thought, in this life there will never be any woman who can give him such a deep throbbing like Li Qiao.
It is precisely because of this that when she saw her with others, she gave birth to the anger that destroys the world.
Therefore, Li Qiao, this life can be given to you, as long as you... don't betray me.
...
At midnight, the Yanhuang motorcade returned to the Nanyang Mansion.
Li Qiao nestled on the man's shoulder, sleeping very deeply.
Shang Yu moved gently and hugged her out of the car, looked down at the girl in his arms with a tired face, pursed her lips and sent her back to the guest room.
Li Qiao was placed on the big comfortable bed, frowned and woke up leisurely.
She opened a gap in the corner of her eye sleepily, and muttered, "What time is it?"
"It's still early, go to bed." Shang Yu leaned on the bed and leaned over and kissed her forehead. Seeing Li Qiao dreaming about something, his eyes were as deep as ink and covered her with a thin quilt. door.
(End of this chapter)