Chapter 907: I remember there is still a cheongsam at home?

  Chapter 907 I remember there is still a cheongsam at home?
  Of course I can go. This is Li Qiao’s answer to Yin Mo.
   Ending the call, Li Qiao looked down at the road, thoughtfully.
   After a while, a warmth approached from behind, and Shang Yu held the French window with one hand, his arms wrapped around her in front of her, "Yin Mo?"
   "Hmm." Li Qiao leaned back, resting his shoulders, with a smile, "At the party tonight, the third brother also called Yin Mo."
  The man bowed his head in her ear, palms against her lower abdomen, "Is there a problem?"
  Li Qiao tilted her head to meet his gaze, and the corners of her mouth raised a seeming arc, "You said...how did he know that Yin Lao Er was in Nanyang?"
   "Jin Rong."
   Hearing the man’s answer, Li Qiao raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "You know?"
  Shang Yu led her to the sofa and took a seat, picked up a box of sour plum and fed her a slice,
He called Jin Rong last night.

   "Oh..." Li Qiao pouted angrily, "I thought it was He Chen."
  The man puts his long legs together, leaning back against the back of the chair, his handsome silhouette has a thin smile, "He's not that boring."
   "Not necessarily." Li Qiao licked the corner of her mouth with the sour plum piece in her mouth, her brows and eyes full of meaning.
  He Chen’s attitude towards Yin Mo is obviously different from before.
  If it weren’t for what happened, how could swingers start to abide by their duties? !
  At this time, Shang Yu watched Li Qiao's narrow expression, and his eyes fell on her lips impartially.
  The sugar of sour plum slices stuck to the corner of her mouth. It was a small grain, not obvious, but it seemed to be magnified countless times in the eyes of a man.
  Shang Yu’s throat is undulating, and a dark color in his deep eyes.
  He maintained a lazy sitting posture, with his warm palm slowly crawling onto the back of her neck, rubbing it.
  Li Qiao was still thinking about He Chen and Yin Mo, but did not notice the change in the man's breath.
  Until the aftermath dimmed, as soon as she turned her head, the tips of their noses touched each other.
   Close to the distance, each other's breath is entangled and intertwined, Shang Yu squints slightly, his eyes are unfathomable, "So caring about others?"
  Li Qiao was stunned, and then the man's handsome face was magnified in front of her eyes, and the corners of her lips were gently tapped, and the granulated sugar was also caught in his lips.
  Shang Yu pursed his lips, seeming to be aftertaste, then he squeezed Li Qiao’s delicate chin, "Would you like to do something else?"
  Li Qiao glanced at it twice, slowly raised her left hand, and gestured to the watch, "At half past three, you are going to have a meeting."
  The man raised his lips deeply, "Stop."
  Li Qiao lowered her hand and sighed, "It's not that I care about them or I am curious."
   "It's enough for me to be curious."
  Shang Yu sucked Li Qiao’s lips with a strong tone. Seeing that the corners of her lips were slightly swollen, he rubbed her head contentedly,
I’ll play by myself, and I’ll leave when I’m busy.

  Li Qiao pursed the corners of her mouth, silently held up her mobile phone, and played by herself.
  ...
  At five o'clock in the afternoon, many luxury cars drove into the parking lot of Nanyang Royal Hotel one after another.
  I don’t know what kind of large-scale banquet there will be tonight. The entire private banquet hall of the Royal Hotel was temporarily closed, and the VIP channel opened to the outside world was also prohibited.
  Li Qiao followed Shang Yu into the hotel in loose cotton clothes. In the elevator, she looked down at the reflective car wall and pulled at her cotton clothes. "Will it be too casual?"
  Although they are all their own, it seems that there are a lot of people here.
  Shang Yu looked at her through the mirror, the man's tall and stalwart body made Li Qiao more and more slender.
  He hooked his thin lips, his voice was strong and magnetic, "Want to wear an evening dress?"
  Li Qiao glanced at him, "Forget it, it's cold."
  Shang Yu’s throat overflowed with laughter, and he held Li Qiao’s shoulders and whispered in her ear, "I remember... there is still a cheongsam at home?"
  Li Qiao: "..."
  Oh, the handmade cheongsam of the Longhuaisu family seems to have been torn four sets by him.
  Li Qiao stretched out her hand to cover her lower abdomen, and bumped him with her arms, "You pay attention to prenatal education."
  The two are flirting and flirting with no one next to them, and the falling rain and Liuyun behind them want to cry without tears.
  No matter how big the elevator is, it is only a few square meters.
  The cold dog food is photographed from all directions, which is unprepared and inevitable.
  Luoyu pretended to be calm, staring straight ahead, but wondering in her heart what she would look like in a skirt.
  Watching the boss and his wife talk about love all day, she can't help but move some charming thoughts.
  How can I think of the rain at this time, a few months later, one day when the spring blossoms, she was on a business trip in a city where no one knew her, and couldn't help but change her dress and swagger through the market.
  As a result, I met Gu Chen so desperately.
  No major twists and turns occurred, that is, Gu Chen pointed at the rain and laughed loudly. In the end, he was extremely happy and sorrowful, and flashed in the street.
  ...
  Thousands of square meters of private banquet hall, Li San sat in the resting area with a cigarette in his hand, swallowing clouds and fog.
  Due to the large enough area, the smoking area is specially divided and the fresh air circulation system is opened to ensure the circulation of indoor air.
Not long after, Li Qiao and Shang Yu walked into the private banquet hall side by side.
   Looking around, I saw two figures sitting together in the smoking area in the distance.
  Li Qiao glanced lightly, then looked away.
   Liu Yun and Luo Yu observed the expressions of Li Qiao and Shang Yu at the same time, a little bit of "retaliation" pleasure.
  Finally... The boss and his wife can also experience the taste of being forced into dog food.
  Smoking area, Li San domineeringly hugged Nan Yu, as if kissing.
  After all, the two figures almost overlap, and Li San’s arm is still around Nan Yu’s waist, and it doesn’t look like chatting at all.
Xu Ye noticed something. Li San tilted his head slightly and ran into Shang Yu’s playful sight. He licked his back molars, rubbed his palms on Nan Yu’s mouth, and then stood up, "It’s pretty good. on time."
  Nan Yu also turned back instantly, seeing Li Qiao, and greeted with a grin, "Baby, long time no see."
   After that, she nodded to Shang Yu again, "Yan Ye."
  Li Qiao and Shang Yu were seated, no one said a word, just staring at Li San and Nan Yu for a while.
  It seems that there is progress.
  Even if there is a fresh air system, there is still a faint smell of smoke in the smoking area.
  Nan Yu shook off her long wavy hair, got up and pulled Li Qiao, and said as she walked, "Baby, I'll bring you something."
  Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, "What?"
  The two came near the environment window, Nan Ying put two pieces of cake in front of her, "Sit here and wait for me."
  Li Qiao watched Nan Yu walk out of the private banquet hall, retracted her gaze, took out her mobile phone and sent Yin Mo a WeChat.
   Yin Mo second back: Arrived soon.
  Li Qiao: Who picked you up?
  Yin Mo: Lord Rong, he happened to be back to the mansion to get things.
  Li Qiao squinted her eyes, and it turned out...it really wasn't He Chen's handwriting.
  Wait for Li Qiao to continue to reply to the news, Nan Yu had already walked back with a gift box in exquisite packaging, "Here, give it to my godson."
  Li Qiao did not answer, glanced at the gift box, and said, "Don't be so polite, the third brother told you?"
  (End of this chapter)