Chapter 397: No need to undress for waist injury

Chapter 397 No need to undress for waist injury
The man looked at her for an instant, perhaps because the night was too dark, or the light was too beautiful, the corners of her eyes and the brows were cold, but there was a little more feminine beauty.
And this look, she only showed it in front of him.
Thinking of this, Shang Yu slowly put down the medicine bottle in his hand, put his arms on the back of the sofa, leaned forward and lifted her chin with warm fingers, pressed down his handsome face, and covered his lips directly.
He kissed deeply and fiercely.
Probably the distance was a little far away, when he kissed deeply, he fished her and put it directly on his long leg.
Li Qiao's figure is slender, but he is definitely not thin.
As soon as the kiss ended, the man still did not let go of her, with his forehead pressed against her cheek, and a slightly muffled voice sounded in her ears, "No one will come to disturb her tonight."
Li Qiao drooped her eyelids and pressed the corners of her hot and humid mouth. She seemed to have heard something else...
"Boyfriend, I'm hurt!" She leaned back slightly, pulled away from each other, and reminded her by pulling her fingers by the collar.
Shang Yu pecked her lips, her eyes deep and scorching, "So, take off your clothes and give you medicine."
Li Qiao stared at him, not believing such nonsense.
She leaned her body in his arms and lifted the hem of the T-shirt with her fingers, "I think... you don't need to undress for a back injury."
The man looked at her little movement, and a deep smile flashed across his eyes.
He put his arm around Li Qiao and picked up the medicine bottle from the table with the other. As he looked down, his handsome face instantly sank.
On her left waist, there is a large bruise finger print, which looks like it was caused by someone pinching the soft flesh of the waist.
Damn He Chen.
He hadn't forgotten that when he returned to the casino lounge the same way, he walked in and saw He Chen clasping her, with his veined palms pinched right on her left waist.
Shang Yu didn't move for a long while, Li Qiao blinked, and turned to see the man's gloomy eyebrows with thick displeasure and hostility.
She didn't know what a waist injury was, but it was a little bit painful. When she looked down, she couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth, "Your brother's hands are quite strong."
It seems to be a good fighter.
Shang Yu's thin lips tightened, and he took the ointment to her without saying a word, but the tight outline of his cheeks didn't relax at all.
The cool ointment was smeared on the waist by the man's fingers, alleviating the sore pain.
She sighed silently, just sat in his arms, tilted her body to let him massage.
Then, I don't know when, the T-shirt was lifted to the shoulder.
Li Qiao: "..."
After applying the ointment, the man tidyed up the corners of her clothes, put his arm around her shoulders and pressed the person in his arms.
Some of the original thoughts completely dissipated when she saw her waist injury.
Shang Yu's handsome face was tense, and his voice was low: "Don't go to the laboratory until you get better."
Li Qiao leaned on his chest and chuckled, "How can it be so serious."
Shang Yu's palm fell on top of her head, and his dark eyes looked at the opposite wall, without saying anything, just holding her like that.
Li Qiao blinked, and sat motionless in his arms, her body slightly stiff, because something had stuck her thigh.
It was past midnight, and no sound could be heard in the quiet and cozy living room.
The man stopped speaking, and patted her back with his generous palm, as if he was coaxing her to sleep.
After a while, Li Qiao did indeed fall asleep drowsily on his shoulder.
Shang Yu noticed the gradually relaxed body in his arms and the sound of even breathing. He lowered his head to look at her quiet sleeping face, sighed and held up her face, and dropped a tight, light kiss.
...
The next morning, before nine o'clock in the morning, Li Qiaoyou woke up.
The light in the master bedroom is very dark, and the bed next to it is empty.
She stretched out her hand and touched it. It was a bit cold, and Shang Yu probably woke up early.
Li Qiao hugged the quilt for a while, and then slowly went to the bathroom for a bath.
Twenty minutes later, she walked out of the master bedroom refreshed, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the man stepping on the ground and the sunlight gradually came.
Shang Yu put his hand in his pocket, walked to her and stroked her waist, his eyes lingered on Li Qiao's face, "Does it hurt?"
She shook her head and said it was better, then asked quietly: "Are you not going to the company today?"
"Let's go. The lab has asked for leave for you. If you want to go out, call Luoyu." Shang Yu walked downstairs with her arms around her, instructing in a calm voice.
Li Qiao answered, and the two came to the underground restaurant. As soon as they sat down, the man's cell phone rang.
He glanced at the screen, and when he answered the answer came He Chen's annoyance, "Shang Shaoyan, are you shameless? You arranged the trouble at my casino last night?"
Li Qiao grabbed the porridge and couldn't help looking at the man opposite.
She didn't want to eavesdrop, but He Chen's voice was too loud.
Shang Yu noticed Li Qiao's gaze, raised his head to signal her to eat well, and then replied with a low voice: "It's me."
On the phone, He Chen took a sigh of relief, "Are you fine? As soon as the front foot is gone, you send someone to make trouble on the back foot, and you lose money to Laozi.
Last night, a few gamblers rioted in Portuguese silver in the middle of the night, smashed three of his gaming tables and smashed two of the pillars at the entrance of the church.
It has been a long time since no one dared to make trouble on the territory of Portuguese silver.
He sent someone to do a round and found Shang Shaoyan's body.
He Chen was stunned.
At this time, Shang Yu leaned back in his chair, and replied in a low and cool tone: "The next time, it won't be as simple as making trouble."
He Chen hadn't figured out what he meant, and the phone had been hung up.
Li Qiao took a bite of the fried egg and stared at Shang Yu, "You last night..."
"He hurt you." The man cut the toast slowly, with a nonchalant and nonchalant attitude.
Li Qiao rubbed his forehead, smiled, and said nothing.
She could almost imagine He Chen jumping.
But really a pair of good brothers who fell in love and killed each other.
...
After breakfast, Shang Yu went to the company.
Li Qiao didn't stay in the mansion for a long time. He greeted the rain and drove to the hospital.
In Yanhuang Private Hospital, Bailu returned to lying on the hospital bed alone and looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.
When Luo Yu knocked on the door and entered, he turned his face blankly and saw Li Qiao behind her, and quickly sat up from the bed, "Miss Li."
Li Qiao came over without a hassle, looked at the egret back with his bandaged right hand, and pressed the corner of his mouth, "How is the injury?"
"Fortunately, it's nothing serious."
In fact, he was pierced by a rusty iron nail, showing signs of tetanus infection.
Otherwise...he would not be forced to stay in the hospital for treatment by the doctor.
Egret didn't want to say more about this. It was already a great kindness for Li Qiao to rescue him from He Chen, and he didn't want to add to her troubles.
Luo Yu put the fruit he brought on the bedside table, looked around, then bowed his head and said to Li Qiao: "Miss Li, you talk, I will go to the door to guard."
(End of this chapter)