Chapter 362

Name:Outright Favoritism Author:Manxi
Forty minutes away, the motorcade stopped at the downstairs of Yanhuang private hospital.

Before Li Qiao got out of the car, Shang Yu grabbed her arm, leaned forward to her, buttoned her back head and sucked her lips, "if you have something to call."

"Well, I know." Li Qiao hook lip response, close to the front in the man's face shallow peck, turned and got off the car.

She took Palma's jujube from Luoyu and walked to the inpatient department.

Shangyu sits in the car watching her back and takes back her eyes. Junyan recovers her usual high coldness and indifference, and orders in a deep voice: "leave a car for Luoyu."

……

On the other side, Li Qiao comes to the senior ward area, stands in front of the room, knocks on the door, and then pushes the door in.

Then she regretted it.

She has already knocked on the door. Why do you still see Li San pressing Nan he on the wall in his sick clothes?

Day and night, is that ok?

Of course, Li Qiao's reaction is very fast. She holds the door handle to close the door again. At last, she reminds her faintly through the crack of the door, "remember to lock the door next time."

In the ward, Li San and Nan Zhen didn't react, and they still kept this posture -

Nan Zhen's wrist was pinched and pressed on the wall, while her chin was clamped by Li San's jaws, and forced to lift up to bear his fierce kisses.

In a word, they have forgotten what it's like to kiss. Now they feel hot and dry all over. They're very tired.

Why did Qiao Qiao come back suddenly!

He shook his head and struggled with his back against the wall. He glared at Li San and his eyes turned red. "Let me go."

Because she was angry, her chest fluctuated slightly. Even if she was angry, she didn't know it.

Li San became more and more thirsty.

He glanced at the closed door, raised his thin lips and clasped his fingers tightly on Nanhe's chin, saying, "tell me who is good at kissing?"

This kind of posture makes Nanzhen feel embarrassed. She quietly bends her knees and wants to push him open. Her mouth is still full of words. "Boss, you can't match him. His kissing skill is the best I've ever seen."

Who is he? Li San didn't know, nor did he.

However, Nanzhen didn't have time to show her on tiptoe. Instead, Li San quickly pressed all her movements with his knees, raised his eyebrows and sneered, "little trick, you forget who taught you all your skills?"

Li San said as he rubbed her cheek with his fingers, and his expression became gloomy. "What I teach you is for you to deal with me?"

Nan he became angry, and his eyes became more and more red. "So what? In terms of skill, you are strong, in terms of man, he is stronger than you. "

Maybe it's the fear of being discovered that makes Nanzhen make up a nonexistent person.

This "accident" between them comes from the fact that a few minutes ago, Nan Zhen threatened that Li San had never been in love and didn't understand women's heart. He was a lengtouqing who deserved to pay attention to his lonely life.

Maybe she has complaints in her heart, so she makes up a man casually, saying that he is the gentlest, most considerate and best kisser she has ever seen.

These words, not surprisingly, angered Li San.

Maybe they want to prove their kissing skills, or they have been planning for a long time.

In any case, both sides of each other with unclear feelings, one to two to kiss.

At this time, Li San's hands continued to exert force. Even if he pinched Nan he, he didn't know it. He said with a cold smile, "OK, Nan he, you are really good."

As the words fell, he suddenly took off all the restraints.

For a moment, he didn't check, but he was almost unsteady.

She stood up against the wall and wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand. It was only because the water stains were a little cold, but in Li San's eyes, it became a disgusting move.

Li San turns around and walks to the hospital bed. He takes the water cup on the table and pours some water.

Warm water along his chin sliding to the Adam's apple, and finally into the collar of the patient's suit, Yin wet a piece.

After drinking the water, Li San smashed the water cup on the table and stepped out of the ward without looking at Nan he.

Outside the corridor, Li Qiao is playing games against the windowsill.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, she lifted her eyes lazily and saw Li San come out with a black face. She was surprised and asked, "are you..." Desire and discontent?

Li San didn't wait for her to finish her words. He went to the direction of the corridor and said coldly, "downstairs."

Li Qiao pulls her lips and catches the peeping figure hidden in the crack of the door of the ward. It's Nanzhen.

So, she took the dates and threw them in, "specialty."

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In the back garden of the inpatient department, Li Qiao and Li San sit in front of the bench, watching him fidgetily take out a cigarette box from the pocket of the patient's number suit, and bite it twice at the corner of his mouth. They are all dissatisfied.

Li Qiao touched the tip of her nose and suggested, "why don't you go back and finish it?"

Li San puffed the smoke, spit out the white fog at the corner of his mouth, and slightly twisted his eyebrows, "no need."Less than half a cigarette, Li Sanping was quiet. He lit his cigarette and asked, "when did you come back?"

Li Qiao slowly raised her legs, "an hour ago."

Li San glanced at her, "you have a conscience."

"Call me to the hospital before. What's up?" Li Qiao looks at the garden in front and asks.

Hearing this, Li San's Adam's apple rolled and looked down at his cigarette. "What day is the day after tomorrow, don't you forget?"

After a few seconds of silence, she pursed her lips and said, "well, the third anniversary of huizai's death."

"Going back to worship?"

"No Li Qiao looked into the distance, "Nanyang has his clothes grave."

Li San took a deep look at Li Qiao, raised his hand and rubbed the short hair on his head. "Two days ago, Bo tingxiao called me. He asked me when you would go back next time."

Bo tingxiao, leader of the special execution team of the Burmese Military Ministry.

Li Qiao's fingers knocked twice on her knee, and then she said, "there's a chance."

"All right." Li three thumbs and forefingers holding cigarette ends to the corner of his mouth sipped the last sip, "then I'll go back tomorrow first."

Li Qiao looked sideways at the bandage on the back of his head. "Is it sharp?"

"It's no big deal. There's a lot of unrest in the poor kilns on the other side of the border. I'll go back and press it."

Seeing this, Li Qiao nodded clearly, her eyes flashed, and then asked, "you and Nan Gu..."

Li San didn't mention it in a breath and choked by the smoke.

He flicked the cigarette end under the smoke suppression column not far away, held his head and gasped for breath, then opened his mouth and said, "nothing happened, just now the drill."

Li Qiao looks at Li San slowly with fun in her eyes. Is she stupid?

When do we need to press on the wall to ask for kisses for border exercises?

"Well, go back and rest." Li San felt uncomfortable when she looked at him. He dusted the soot on his trouser legs and said, "don't tell my parents about my injury."

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