Chapter 431: You good

Chapter 431 You are good
At this time, Shang Yu walked tightly to Li Qiao, leaned over and took her glass and beer.
Li Qiao lowered her leg and looked at the man for a moment, her eyes slowly following his movements, her expression a bit dumb: "You are here."
Shang Yu squinted his eyes without showing off, and sat down beside her with his arms bent on the sofa behind her head, "Drunk?"
Li Qiao sat up with her arms around her chest, shook his head slowly, "Not drunk."
The man leaned close to her, could easily smell the alcohol in her breath, then tilted his head and glanced at the messy beer cans on the coffee table, picking up one was empty.
In my impression, Li Qiao has a good drinker and has never been drunk.
A faint smile appeared in Shang Yu's eyes, "OK? Who am I?"
At this moment, she still looked quiet and indifferent, except for her slow speaking speed and soft voice, she couldn't tell for a while whether she was drunk or not.
then--
"Baby." Li Qiao's red lips calmly spit out what he called him.
These two words have long existed in their WeChat chat.
She uttered the words clearly after the first time.
Shang Yu's pupils shrank, and her heart was slightly raised by her baby's teasing.
His warm palms held her profile, his eyes deep in the dim light, "What do you call me?"
Li Qiao half-closed her eyes, pulled down his hand and held it, "Baby."
It seems to be drunk.
Shang Yu's thin lips lightly lifted, and he said in a seductive voice, "Whose?"
Li Qiao put his cool fingers on the back of his hand and replied solemnly: "Mine."
Shang Yu pursed his lips clearly, his expression was very deep, and then he tilted his head to look at Liuyun standing at the door, and raised his chin, "He?"
Li Qiao slowly cast a glance, then glanced up and down, "Passerby."
Flowing cloud that inexplicably became a passerby: "..."
Shang Yu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his thin lips slightly aroused. He was indeed drunk and only knew him.
The man glanced around, only to see a bottle of wild grid on the sofa, which was obviously empty.
"Can you stand up?" He touched her hot cheeks, a faint blush in the slight drowsiness.
Li Qiao nodded without hesitation, "It can."
Well, it's still two words.
Li Qiao stood up on the sofa, while Shang Yu raised his arms to protect behind her.
Although she shook her figure, she was able to stand firm.
After Li Qiao was drunk, he was not noisy or noisy, but rather calmer than usual.
Even speaking, he couldn't hear anything unusual, except that he could only say two words at a time.
Shang Yu looked at her standing in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Shen Qingye who was unconscious and Xia Siyu who kept poking at the screen.
Then, under the hood of a black shadow.
Li Qiao dubbed his trouser pocket with one hand, leaned over and pinched the man's chin, and poured alcoholic breath on his skin, "Look at me."
The two words were clear, and I was a little unhappy to listen carefully.
You said she was drunk, but her eyes could not be seen as drunk except for her dim and wet eyes.
You said she was not drunk, and her every move at the moment is very different from usual.
It's extraordinarily soft, and a bit naive...
Shang Yu lowered his eyelids and watched Li Qiao's pinching his chin. The curvature of his thin lips gradually deepened, and he suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing her, "Don't let me look at others?"
"No." Li Qiao paused, without frowning, she was very unsmiling.
The man pressed her lips thin, took her cool little hand, and responded to her calmly and dozingly, "Okay, then don't look."
Li Qiao nodded, let go of his jaw, and touched his face, "You are good."
Shang Yu pursed his lips and smiled, and could clearly see the figure reflected in Li Qiao's eyes through the dim light in the room.
It was focused and true, and made no secret of trust and possessiveness in him.
At this moment, Liu Yun and the others were standing at the door, watching Li Qiao's ‘drunk and cute’.
For a cold and indifferent person like Miss Li, drunk will not change much.
But that kind of formal and serious attitude seems to have a strong contrast.
Shang Yu stood up, put his arm around her shoulders and carried the person into his arms, "Go home, eh?"
Li Qiao leaned against the man's right shoulder and blinked with misty eyes, "It smells good."
Don't even think of hearing more than two words from her tonight.
"Hungry?" The man looked at her face looking straight ahead and rubbed her head. Yu Guang glanced at the coffee table again.
Except for the drinks, there is only a fruit platter that has not been touched.
Li Qiao moved her eyes slowly, and faintly landed on Shang Yu's face. The next second she tiptoe and buried her entire face on his neck, fingers grasping the shirt on his waist, and sniffed deeply. It smells good."
Shang Yu reacted instantly: "..."
He leaned over to encircle Li Qiao's waist, the frequency of the sliding of the apple tree was chaotic again, and his voice was hoarse, "Like it?"
The tip of Li Qiao's nose kept rubbing against his skin. She might really like the smell on his body. She took a deep breath and said lightly, "I like it."
The man covered his eyes and blocked the scorching heat on his eyes. He pressed his palm against the back of her head in his arms, lowered his head in her ear and said bewitchingly: "Go back and let you smell it."
Li Qiao raised her head from his arms and said concisely: "It's great."
Three assistants: "..."
What's wrong with the inexplicable feeling that Miss Li, who is so arrogant and confused, is so cute.
Shang Yu looked down at her indifferent expression, and seemed to be pleased by her appearance, and a deep laughter overflowed from his throat.
The little girl cherished the words like gold and popped out two words, "It sounds good."
The arc of laughter on the man's lips gradually widened.
When he left the door, Shang Yu walked in front with Li Qiao in his arms, and Mochizuki walked in the middle with Shen Qingye on his back.
And Luo Yu helped Xia Siyu, who continued to poke the screen, to go to the end.
It was a disaster for these three people to get together.
Especially Xia Siyu, the battery of his mobile phone is almost gone, and he is still poking around.
Luo Yu glanced at her screen and saw that she dialed out and hung up, not surprisingly, caught the [heartbreak] symbol.
Maybe it's a love-hate ex-boyfriend?
Otherwise, why bother to make such a harassing phone call in the middle of the night?
...
After a while, a group of people passed through the narrow and dark corridor, and just walked near the elevator, when a quarrel floated over.
"This is where you should be?" The man's cold tone sounded a little impatient.
The girl's crisp voice was proud of her, "Why can't you come, Nanyang Entertainment City opened yours?"
"Don't think you are Xiheng's cousin and I will be polite to you. Tang Yiting, this is your second time to make trouble, and another time..."
Before the words fell, the sound of footsteps behind him stopped the man's threatening words abruptly.
He looked back, and the moment he saw the other party, he was startled, "Big Brother."
Near the elevator, Huo Ming was clutching Tang Yiting's wrist, and the two of them faced each other with ugly faces.
　12 in the morning.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)