Chapter 448

Of course, Li Qiao didn't bother to think about it. No matter what the reason, she would know one day.

Half an hour later, Shang Yu took her to the backyard of the Royal Hotel.

The floor lamp is hazy with a circle of faint yellow halo, and large banana leaves cast mottled shadows on the ground.

Green garden.

Where they first met.

There was light all around the pavilion, and it was quiet in the middle of summer.

Li Qiao walked along the bluestone road step by step, and the familiar scenery seemed to overlap with the pictures in her memory.

Banana stood beside the table and fell into a trance.

The man in front of her cast his head to look at him. The next second, his long arm crossed the table and broke her cheek. "What are you thinking?"

Li Qiao's eyes gradually focused, looking at his angular and deep handsome face, with a smile, "I was thinking, if I didn't meet you here, who would you be with."

That's a good thing to say.

There is no lack of pun.

Shang Yu's thin lips slightly Yang, gradually deep eyes but dyed a bit dangerous, "if you don't meet me, who do you want to be with?"

Man's words with subtle, and slightly bite heavy that "want" word.

Li Qiao pulled down his finger and pressed it on the table, holding his cheek in the other hand and looking at the man, "never thought about it."

The man squeezed her hand and played with it gently. The deep meaning of his eyes receded and he pondered more. "Do you really believe he Chen's words?"

"Half and half." Li Qiao raised her eyebrows to respond, and her words showed a bit of openness and clearness. "He knows you, and you can give him that illusion, which at least shows that Zuotang and Luoyu must be different."

Li Qiao said and glanced at him. Her clear eyes seemed to be waiting for him to answer.

Shang Yu rubbed her fingers and nodded without concealment, "she's really different."

Li Qiao's eyebrows and eyes sank. She felt that he still had something to say, but it was plain and unpleasant.

Then, the smile lines on the man's lips deepened, and he took her by the hand and pulled her from the stone bench opposite to him.

He hooked Li Qiao's waist and asked her to stand between her legs. He raised her head slightly. "Falling rain is just falling rain, but Zuo Tang, as Shang's adopted daughter, should call her sister-in-law or mother-in-law when she meets you."

"Adopted daughter?" Li Qiao really didn't expect that the difference between Zuo Tang was this identity.

The man buttoned the back of her head, and his thin lips pressed against her lips. "Otherwise, what do you think it is?

Zuotang did save me, but that's her duty. She has given her enough reward for saving my life. As far as I'm concerned, she is no different from Luoyu. "

Li Qiao holds his shoulder in both hands and looks down at Shang Yu's deep eyes like an ancient well. She smiles, "Oh."

The man held her in his arms, his eyes deeply fixed on her, "after the meeting, I'll take you to the dark hall."

Li Qiao nodded and did not refuse, because she was not curious about the dark hall for a day or two.

……

That night, Li Qiao followed Shang Yu back to his room.

For nothing else, just want to see how his shoulder injury recovery.

At 10:30 in the evening, the man took off his shirt, and there was a piece of gauze about the size of a palm on his left shoulder. Li Qiao bent down to uncover the gauze, and saw the ferocious wound, and unconsciously frowned.

Recently, the weather is hot. Although the wound is not inflamed, the healing is not very good.

A gunshot wound is more serious than a cut.

Li Qiao throws the gauze into the dustbin, and takes out iodine and disinfectant cotton from the medicine box to wipe the wound for him.

Her face is very serious, and the man looked at her for a moment, voice obviously hoarse a lot, "stay with me tonight?"

It's supposed to be a question, but it's a statement.

Li Qiao gently blew to his shoulder, and glanced at him at the end of her eyes. She didn't speak.

"Sleep with me, eh?" The man's magnetic and hoarse voice said this, and Li Qiao wiped the wound suddenly.

Now she stooped close to his cheek.

The light in the room is just right dim yellow, hit on his face, the fatigue between the eyebrows is particularly obvious.

Li Qiao's heart was so soft.

Although she didn't attend the Nanyang conference, she didn't have to think about it. There are many interests involved in the control of the forces of several parties. It's definitely not as simple as chatting over tea.

She licked the corner of her mouth and nodded faintly.

Recently, I don't want to compete with him late at night, mainly because I'm afraid of his needs.

More importantly, his shoulder injury is not good, some sports will inevitably aggravate the wound deterioration.

Of course, she was really afraid of his physical strength.

Mingming is 27 years old. He's not a bloody boy. How can he have such good physical strength?!

Li Qiao may not know that for a man who has just started meat, the enthusiasm for this kind of thing is due to his nature.……

After a good night's sleep, Li Qiao wakes up early in the morning. When she opens her eyes, she finds herself resting on the man's arm and her head on his chest.

The posture of the two people is very close. As Shang Yu said, last night he just held her for a sleep.

Li Qiao looks up at the handsome face in the man's deep sleep and depicts his outline with her eyes.

The light outside the window was dim and the room was dim.

Even if he is still asleep, his arm is still around her shoulder, like a subconscious action, persistent and firm.

After a while, Li Qiao moved to the side, the result just moved, the man's arm a force, and she fished back, "how don't sleep?"

Time is still early, he did not seem to wake up, the voice is particularly hoarse.

Li Qiao motionless ground sticks to him, looking at him to obviously take a bit of confused facial expression, the corner of the mouth curved, what also didn't say, closed eyes again.

She really seldom sees the real side of Shangyu.

Usually, he is cold and noble, even sleeping together. Every time she wakes up, he has left the bedroom most of the time.

Like today, I don't forget to hold her tightly in the confusion, which is the tenderness that makes people palpitate.

Li Qiao buried her face in his chest. She wanted to accompany him to sleep for a while, but she may not know that she was soft in her arms, and her warm breath sprinkled on the man, and her cool arm encircled his thin waist

When she suddenly turned over a few seconds, she didn't even think about it.

"How do you..." No more sleep.

Words have not finished, the man has covered his lips, hugged her locked in his arms, kiss lingering and gentle.

His breath is full of his taste, the clear demagogue.

Soon, Li Qiao is immersed in the senses that men bring to her.

The man in the morning, can't touch.

This truth, in the next hour of exercise time, Li Qiao thorough insight.

……

At half past eight, they went downstairs hand in hand.

The man didn't have greed this time. He only played with her once.

Only for a long time.

When Li Qiao and he walked into the elevator, they didn't feel too much discomfort, but they still leaned lazily on him and asked in a low voice: "Tu Anliang won't give up easily after taking control of Chengnan this time, will he?"

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