Chapter 665: Give birth

   Chapter 665
  Ten minutes later, Li Qiao returned to the main hall, while Gu Chen from Aida, threw the phone on the table, rubbed the broken hair on the back of his head, and snorted.
  He was still trying to create trouble for Xiao Yehui, but unexpectedly the opportunity would come so soon.
  ……
  After lunch, Shang Zonghai received a call from his secretary and went out to the medicine hall.
  Li Qiao leaned against the wicker chair in the fish pond in the backyard, occasionally throwing fish food into the pond, her eyes reflecting the light of the water surface, she was extremely stunned.
  The man lazily folded his legs, propped his forehead with one hand, his shirt collar was slightly open, and his bewildering eyebrows looked at Li Qiao for an instant.
  Liuyu stands not far away and waits.
  The two of them didn't communicate much, but they added a touch of warm peace to this afternoon.
  Not long after, Li Qiao patted off the scraps on her fingertips, leaned back, and slammed into Shang Yu’s eyes, "Fan Min is a family friend?"
  The man lowered his eyelids, took out a tissue, and passed it over the tea table in the middle, "No, there is no communication in the impression."
  Li Qiao crumpled the tissue into a ball, raised her leg and shook her toe, "Then he came here tonight to get together?"
  Just now at the dinner table, Shang Zonghai revealed a news.
  Fan Minli will pay a visit tonight and ask them to stay in the old house and don’t leave.
  Xu is what she saw and heard in front of the Mu's auction house. Li Qiao has no good impression of the Fan family.
  Shang Yu’s well-proportioned joints were pushed in front of her against the tea cup, and the corners of his lips curled up, with a slightly playful tone: "Probably I want you to take back the Mushi auction house from the Fan family."
  Li Qiao held the gaiwan cup and stared at it. After a while, she laughed, "Shang Dad really looks up to me."
  It is not difficult for her to win an auction house.
  The question is, why does she have to do this.
  If the Mu's auction house was bought by the Fan family through normal channels, forcible snatching would only be counterproductive.
  At this time, Shang Yu looked back to the backyard, where he used to be a private house.
  He retracted his gaze, his gaze fell on the corner of the tea table, "Not going to read the documents?"
  Li Qiao rubbed the brocade box flannel with her fingertips, her eyes swept around, "Go back to the manor and look again."
  Although the old house is quiet, it is just appearance.
  There are people hidden everywhere, and there are countless bodyguards. No one can say whether there are any aliens.
   Hearing the sound, Shang Yu got up unhurriedly, picked up the brocade box on the table, and opened his hand to Li Qiao,
Don’t go back to the manor specially, I’ll take you to a place.

  Li Qiao didn't think much, grabbed his fingers and stood up with strength, walked around the fish pond and walked towards the backyard.
   Away from the noise of the front yard, when the arch bridge in front of the stone path and the red-walled and black-windowed western-style building entered the sight, Li Qiao flashed her mind and smiled casually.
  His private house, where they really started.
  As the footsteps approached, Li Qiao raised her eyes and looked at the construction of the bungalows.
  There is a minaret room on the third floor, she seems to have never been.
   enters the door, the dark tone is as before, quiet and classical.
  The two sitting on the sofa in the living room, the high windows are half open, and the sound of water gurgling outside the arch bridge can be faintly heard.
  There are two cups of hot tea on the table, and I don’t know when it was delivered.
  Li Qiao put the brocade box on her lap and removed the hidden button, but the brocade box was suddenly taken away by Shang Yu.
  She was puzzled and raised her eyebrows quietly, "What's wrong?"
  The man put the brocade box on the table easily, and hugged the person into his arms around her waist.
   Li Qiao stared at the afternoon sun outside the window, with her hands on his shoulders, her expression was hard to say, "You..."
  The man’s handsome face was buried in her neck, his thin lips pecked lightly, his voice was hoarse and magnetic, "Let you rest for a long time."
  Li Qiao drew her head and sighed helplessly.
  The last time...it was the night when the certificate was received at the Li's house. He was uncontrollable and she was too tired for several days.
  Later, the three exams were approaching, and it was indeed out of affection for a while.
  But, it’s daytime!
  Li Qiao pushed him, inserting his fingertips into his short hair soothingly and gently rubbing, "Can't you wait?"
   "Try it here, eh?"
  Li Qiao felt the fierce breathing he sprayed, and asked with her lips, "Can I refuse?"
  The man was silent for a few seconds. Just when she thought he would take actual action, he quietly allowed her, "Yes."
  Li Qiao: "??"
  Really okay?
  She leaned back suspiciously, and looked at Shang Yu from a little distance.
   "Why?" The man's eyes stained with desire fell on her lips, pressed the back of her neck and pressed his handsome face to suck, "Want to continue?"
  Li Qiao came down from his leg mechanically, rarely out of state.
  Why is he so reasonable today?
  Li Qiao absently picked up the brocade box, opened it, and smelled a scent of ink.
   Then, she knew that she was so wrong.
  Because she wants to look at the files carefully for the next time, but he keeps harassing her.
  To be precise, it's not a nuisance, it's...shocking.
  In less than five minutes, Li Qiao could not sit still.
  She threw the brocade box on the table expressionlessly, breathing slightly confused, looking down at the unbuttoned shirt button, wiped her face, and her whole body was burning with discomfort.
  He is not reasonable, but a curve to save the country.
  He is forcing her... to act, move.
  As for Shang Yu, he folded his legs lazily and expensively, in the manner of an upright gentleman, slowly biting the cigarette, swallowing clouds and mist in front of her.
   Perceiving Li Qiao’s slightly accusing eyes, he turned his head and spit out thin smoke, then stretched out his hand to pull the collar, revealing a well-structured honey chest, "Why don't you look?"
  In her eyes, Shang Yu at this time is just four characters.
  Be polite.
  Li Qiao pressed the small flame in her heart, squinted at the cigarette he held in her mouth, stretched out her hand to it, and took a sip in her mouth.
  In this scene, the man's original look at his leisure has changed subtlely.
  Shang Yu frowned dangerously, his eyebrows were slightly deep, and he pressed his thin lips tightly and screwed the remaining half of the cigarette into the ashtray.
   Before he continued the next movement, Li Qiao grabbed his shirt collar with both hands, pulled her head in front of him, and blocked his lips.
  A thin puff of smoke was passed over, and the pale mist spread from the lips of the two of them.
  Shang Yu originally intended this, but then he just followed the trend.
  At the time of confusion, Li Qiao heard a deep laughter faintly in her ears: "Do you still want to read the documents?"
  ……
  Two hours later, the sun fell to the west.
  Li Qiao looked at the ceiling of the master bedroom, doubting life expressionlessly.
  Satisfied man came out of the bathroom, pressed the edge of the bed with one hand, leaned over and touched her ruddy cheek, "Tired?"
  Li Qiao glanced at him lazily, interpreting the words glamorous as silk.
   She sighed softly, remembering an important thing, "Did you not wear it just now?"
  Shang Yu’s thin lips curled up with a smile, pulling away the broken hair from her ears, her eyes were very focused, "Forget to prepare, you will have a baby, huh?"
  Li Qiao shook her head, and refused simply, "No."
  (End of this chapter)