Why did you let him hold you?
Li Qiao fell on Shang Yu's chest. When she heard this, she was stunned for a second.
Thinking of the fact that he didn't answer the phone or return the message before, she closed her eyes, raised her mouth and pulled off his collar, "do you see that?"
In fact, strictly speaking, she and Su Laosi are not hugs at all. Their distance is even more unfamiliar than some foreign face-to-face gifts.
The man pressed his chin and squinted. He put his arms around her back and said, "answer my question."
Li Qiao chuckles and her fingers linger on his outline. She can't tell what it's like in her heart. It's like sweetness, and there's no lack of a little helplessness.
Seeing that the man's face became more and more heavy, Li Qiao didn't hesitate any more. She poked her finger into his handsome face and said with a smile: "he was the fourth son of Su Mo's seven sons on the border, and he..."
"Why do you want him to hold you?" Shang Yu pinched her cheek with his fingers and repeated in a more and more dumb voice.
Li Qiao picked her eyebrows and pulled the collar of the man's shirt as if she were doing evil. "I haven't seen him for a long time..."
"You and Shen Qingye haven't seen each other for a long time." Shangyu sat up from the sofa. He bent up and held Liqiao in his arms. He bent down and pressed down his handsome face. His tone became very dangerous. "And Yunli, you didn't let him hold him."
Not only has not hugged, she and cloud Li met that day, also let him hit a fist.
As a man, as a man of Li Qiao, Shangyu knows how attractive she is.
Later, he looked at the photo carefully. No matter the posture or the manner, they both abide by the etiquette, and there is no half of the transgression.
But that doesn't mean he won't be angry or jealous.
Although I didn't check Su Mo's identity, I knew subconsciously that it was probably border Qizi or her old friend.
The problem is, she let him hold her.
Because no matter Shen Qingye or Yun Li, they can't get any response from her.
Only Su Mo's time must be different for her.
That is to say, this kind of discrimination raised a thick displeasure in his mind.
He simply can't calmly accept that she has a special existence in her heart.
No one but himself.
It was not until this moment that Li Qiao suddenly realized that his focus was not on Su Mo, but on the matter they embraced.
Li Qiao's half body is held by the man in her arms. She struggles a little. She wants to find a comfortable posture. As a result, Shang Yu's behavior is interpreted as that she doesn't want him to hold her.
"Don't move." The man Yin sympathizes ground to warn a, the arm more and more tightens her to own bosom.
Li Qiao did not move.
He buried his face in his chest, and a slight smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
Shang Yu's thin lips almost pursed into a straight line. Hearing her laughter, her eyes suddenly darkened.
Soon, Li Qiao's slender wrist passed through the man's waist line, put her chin on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "he is really different from them.
I may not have told you before that there are seven of us, and Su Laosi has the best relationship with me.
He once saved my life at the border. If it wasn't for him, I would have lost it five years ago.
Besides, he just gave me a polite hug... "
The man slightly tilted his head, chin in her ear, deep voice more low and hoarse, "no matter how polite is also a hug. If you didn't guess that he had something to do with you, do you think I would let him go out of Nanyang alive? "
He was jealous and angry, but he didn't lose his mind.
So he didn't go to the hotel, and he didn't ask. He just went back to the residence alone, trying to digest the influence of the photo.
He believes in Li Qiao, but this trust does not allow him to accept unconditionally that she and other men have too close behavior.
Even if that man saved her.
At this time, Li Qiao propped up the man's shoulder, pulled away from his arms, and looked at his gloomy face without blinking.
After a few seconds of silence, her eyes flashed and she quickly grasped the point, "do you mind That hug? "
Shang Yu Jun's face was slightly heavy and his eyes were slightly narrow. "Can't I mind?"
"Yes, of course." Li Qiao lowered her head, covered her forehead with her palm, and laughed to herself, "I thought you suspected me and him..."
The man looked at her smile expression, Adam's apple rolled, warm fingers pinched her cheek, thin lips Yang out evil cold radian, tone low slowly, "and he how?"
Li Qiao raised his eyelids, looking at his tight lines tend to be soft, it turned out that he was jealous.
Her heart a hot, came forward to peck his thin lips, "not how, so little things, also worth your jealousy?"
Shang Yu's thick eyebrows lifted lightly, and his hand pinching her cheek secretly used some strength. The temperature in his voice continued to drop. "Do you think this is a small thing?"
"Of course, he's married." Li Qiao clutched his wrist and glanced at him, "you are so jealous."For a moment, the living room spread with boundless silence.
Shang Yu's deep eyes were filled with a little waves, and he looked directly at Li Qiao's eyebrows. His eyes gradually became dark.
Li Qiao didn't know what he was thinking. With the warm yellow light, she could clearly see the subtle changes in his look.
This kind of too quiet atmosphere makes people feel depressed for no reason.
Li Qiao took him by the hand, and his fingers were tightly linked. She looked at him and coaxed: "I just gave him a symbolic hug, but there was nothing else. If you are not happy about this, I will only give you a hug in the future."
She understands that Shang Yu's attitude towards this matter has nothing to do with trust. The root of it should be men's desire to monopolize women's hegemony, and paranoid symptoms are also involved.
In a trance, she recalled the scene when she saw Charles and Huo Ming.
They wanted to shake hands with her, but the man didn't let her. He was very resistant to her possessiveness and simple physical contact with other people.
Imagine if she saw a picture of Shang Yu embracing a woman on the street, eh Without understanding the situation, she may not even be able to keep his sense.
Li Qiao's heart is soft. Just about to speak, the palm of the man's hand has caught her back, and he kisses her lips.
No restraint, no convergence, very overbearing kisses.
Li Qiao raises her head, hooks his neck and responds as much as possible.
The kiss lasted for one minute, which spread the charming feeling in the living room.
He breathed heavily and rubbed Li Qiao's neck with his fingers, but his words were not gentle at all. "Remember what you said, no one can hold you except me."
Li Qiao was dumbfounded and laughed
Men's strong, scattered the ambiguous atmosphere in the living room.
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