Chapter 352

In fact, Shanglu didn't hate Li Qiao, because she was a stranger, so she didn't hate or like her.

But every time he met her, he would be afraid of their engagement, for fear that she would be entangled.

At this time, in the face of a series of soul torture, Li Qiao was so disturbed that she could not see any light in her dark eyes.

She did not speak, behind the rain but suddenly out of the voice, "boss."

Li Qiao's heart was so hot that she could not bear the thought of turning back. She took back her eyes and continued to stare at the lake.

No one's in a little mood yet.

Behind him, Shangyu stood still in front of Shanglu and looked at Li Qiao with her back to her. She pursed her thin lips and frowned at Shanglu? Don't know what day it is? "

Shanglu shrunk his neck and said he knew. Then he reached out to Li Qiao and said, "brother, why is she here?"

"Hands off." The man looked at Shanglu's index finger unhappily, gave a warning in a low voice, and added with deep eyes, "that's your sister-in-law."

Shanglu felt that he was struck by thunder.

Anyway, later he didn't know what happened, so he looked at his elder brother holding Li Qiao's shoulder, and they walked to the private house in the backyard side by side.

The breeze blows, making the back of Shanglu cool.

Vaguely, he seems to hear a low command, "inform Zuo Xuan that no one is allowed to come near the private house tonight."

……

On the way back, Li Qiao said nothing.

The man around her is full of wine. The hand around her shoulder is very hot. You can feel the hot temperature through the cloth.

They went back to the private house, stepped on the arch bridge, crossed the garden, entered the door, and Shangyu took her straight upstairs.

"Wait a minute."

Li Qiao stood at the end of the stairs, pulled off his shirt, and then leaned forward to smell him carefully. "Are you hurt?"

He had a strong smell of wine, but he couldn't hide the smell of blood.

Shang Yu takes back his long legs as he steps up the stairs, and his dark red and slightly drunk eyes coagulate Li Qiao for a moment.

He ran his fingers up her cheek and rubbed them. His voice was hoarse and hoarse. "Are you worried?"

"Of course." Li Qiao face, heart blocked layer of cotton wadding, like breathless, "I see."

She stretched out her hand, but he turned aside. The sliding Adam's apple lost its old calm. "Don't you want to see me hurt?"

Isn't that bullshit?

Li Qiao nodded her head. Seeing this, Shang Yu lifted her thin lips lightly, but her smile didn't reach her eyes. He said, "me too."

I don't want to see you get hurt either.

The man turned and stepped upstairs. Until this time, Li Qiao looked at his back and found a blood trail under his little arm.

Sure enough, I was hurt.

Without hesitation, Li Qiao quickly followed him upstairs.

All of a sudden, she found Shang Yu in the master bedroom.

On the big black silk bed, he leaned on the head of the bed, and his black clothes almost integrated with the bed.

That pair of slender legs folded ankle, right arm bent on the forehead, in the shadow of the light, the man half closed his eyes, breathing a little heavy.

He seems to be drunk.

And if you're injured, alcohol accelerates blood circulation.

Thinking of this, Li Qiao stepped forward and pulled up his left arm. As soon as her finger touched his folded cuff, she felt wet.

Li Qiao frowned and rolled up her sleeves again. She finally saw that there was a wound on the outside of his upper arm.

It's not serious. It's three centimeters. Look carefully. It should be a bullet scratch.

Li Qiao looked for a long time, fingers curled up, sighed and went out to find the medicine box for him.

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