Chapter 720: Qiaoqiao, I'm the second uncle

   Chapter 720 Qiao Qiao, I'm Second Uncle
  Shang Yu has never resisted her approach, not to mention that he is still in the quiet Tangxiyuan villa late at night.
  He sucked her lips, his apple jerked up and down twice, "Go back to the mansion?"
  Li Qiao opened a button of his shirt with his fingers, raised his eyebrows, the meaning was obvious, right here.
  Xu is that there are too many complicated things in the past few days, and she is inexplicably burdened with a lot of heavy shackles.
  After that time at the old house, they haven't kept it warm for a long time.
  Sometimes, the way to release is very simple, and each other's skin can be pressed together.
  Later, Shang Yu hugged her on his lap, the skirts of her clothes were slightly open, and the two of them fell into a mess.
  Sofa, bedroom, bathroom... He indulges in asking for it, and she works hard to accept it.
   Liuyun’s cognition is not wrong, he did sleep in the car all night.
  ……
  The next morning, Li Qiao walked out of the Tangxiyuan villa feebly with both legs, got into the car and started sleeping.
  On the way back, she thought in a daze that there were no family planning supplies in the villa. Although he didn't get them inside, she would better let Luo Yu buy a box of contraceptives just in case.
  I left Nanyang for almost a month. It was still early autumn when I left, and now it’s late autumn.
  The leaves on both sides of the road were dyed golden, the autumn breeze was bleak, and there was more material.
  Li Qiao got off the car in front of Li's house, looked up at the place where she grew up, and smiled silently.
  This is her home.
Behind   , Shang Yu pulled her wrist to the door, and said in a deep voice, "I will pick you up at night."
  Li Qiao just wanted to say no, the man had bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead, "Go in."
  Big G gradually drove away, Li Qiao lowered her head and smiled, turned and walked into Li's house.
  In the living room, Duan Shuyuan was absent-mindedly watching TV, her expression a little haggard.
  Li Guangming went to the company. In the huge villa, the servants were busy. She was the only one sitting on the sofa, completely deserted.
  Li Qiao walked in unhurriedly, looked at Duan Shuyuan, and whispered: "Mom."
  Duan Shuyuan was in a daze for two seconds, and then suddenly turned her head to the side. When she saw Li Qiao, she immediately blushed, "Qiao Qiao!"
  She got up, walked hurriedly to her, looked at Li Qiao scorchingly, and then hugged her and muttered in relief, "Just come back, just come back."
  Li Qiao's voice choked, and she turned her hand around Duan Shuyuan's back and rubbed soothingly, "I should have been back long ago, and something was delayed in the middle."
  Duan Shuyuan took her to sit down, her eyes fell on her face for an instant, "I have read the news, are you and Shaoyan okay?"
  The scandal of Yanhuang Group branch is also well known in China.
  Fortunately, the Chiefs' Court issued a joint announcement later, which was regarded as blocking the mouths of You You.
  Li Qiao shook her head indifferently, "We are all right, it's just a misunderstanding."
  Duan Shuyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but kept observing Li Qiao’s reaction, "You go back this time, do you have Mr. Shang..."
  Li Qiao raised her eyelids, looked directly into her eyes, smiled and cut off her words, "Yes, he has been asking about the wedding."
  Duan Shuyuan pursed her lips, smiled, and suppressed the words that lingered on her lips.
  The mother and daughter chatted a few more homely. After a while, Li Qiao went upstairs.
  Duan Shuyuan looked at her back, a trace of distress flowed through her gentle eyes.
  The child must have known about the Mu family, but she refused to say anything, as usual, telling the good news but not the bad news.
  Duan Shuyuan sighed in melancholy, her expression was unspeakable melancholy.
  I hope Qiao Qiao can be selfish and live for herself.
  ……
  Lunch time, Li Yan returned with Mo Jue.
  As soon as the two people entered the door, Duan Shuyuan smiled and waved as soon as she saw Mo Jue, "Xiao Mo is back, have you bought the clothes?"
  Li raised his eyebrows in surprise, Li Yan spread his hands helplessly, sat on the armrest next to her, and laughed at himself: "I picked it up, right?"
  Li Yan has taken it all.
  When he came back from Parma yesterday, he took Mo Jue to the old house for a meal, but...Duan Shuyuan unexpectedly liked Mo Jue very much.
   After a cold and warm meal, he finally kicked him, making him have to take Mojue to buy clothes today.
  Nanyang is no better than Parma, and it turns cooler in late autumn, but Mo Jue is still wearing a plaid shirt and overalls.
  Duan Shuyuan may be overwhelmed by maternal love. When she heard that Mo Jue was an orphan, she gave her a card and asked her to use it.
  Mojue almost called mom on the spot.
  Li Qiao propped her forehead and watched Duan Shuyuan and Mo Jue talk without anyone else. Her eyes flashed, and she couldn't help feeling that the fate was indeed very strange.
  After dinner, Li Qiao took Mo Jue to the balcony on the second floor. She leaned on the railing and whispered: "When will you go to school?"
   "I will go tomorrow." Mo Jue grabbed the corner of his clothes, his eyes filled with a little yearning, "The boss took me to the school yesterday. The campus is so big and beautiful."
  Li Qiao stretched out the hair at the corner of her eye, and looked at her outfit a little bit, "Don’t plan to change back to women’s clothing?"
  Mojue lowered his head and looked at himself, "No, I'm fine like this."
  Li Qiao was noncommittal, just as the phone in his pocket rang.
  She saw the caller and gestured to the door. Mojuebi gave an OK finger and turned around and jumped downstairs.
  Li Qiao closed the sliding door of the balcony with her hand, and when she slid to answer, her voice was very weak, "Teacher."
  A gust of wind blew past his ears, and the old man at that end was speechless for a while.
  Li Qiao did not urge, but waited quietly.
  A moment later, a slightly old voice came slowly from the microphone, "Qiaoqiao, Achang is back."
  Li Qiao curled his fingers, savoring his low tone, "What does the teacher want to say?"
  The other party sighed, his tone was dumb and obscure, "You all know?"
   "Teacher." Li Qiao whispered, her eyes were cold, "In fact, there is no..."
  She is not a prophet, how can she be like a god.
  The sentence that Achang brought back was just a test.
  Probably because her context was too ordinary at the time, A Changxin thought it was true.
  As soon as the words fell, the people at both ends of the phone fell silent.
  Maybe a few minutes, maybe only a few seconds later, Li Qiao looked at the bright sunshine in the late autumn, looking very warm, but could not melt the frost in her eyes.
   "You saved Xiao Dingshan back then?"
  She went straight and put everything on the bright side.
  The old gentleman paused, and then laughed out with emotion, "It turned out to be a temptation, but you kid has used everything he learned to me."
  Li Qiao lowered her eyelids, her tone of voice was flat without ups and downs, "Teacher, you are in trouble."
   "Yes, I had known that I shouldn't use the poor kiln's network to leak secrets to Achang." The old man seemed to let go of his entanglement, and his tone returned to his usual kindness and peace. "You are right. I rescued Xiao Dingshan."
  Li Qiao pulled her lips without a different color, "Then you are..."
  The old man hesitated for a few seconds, and said vicissitudes of life: "Qiaoqiao, I am the second uncle."
  (End of this chapter)