Chapter 719

Name:Outright Favoritism Author:Manxi
Ah Chang hit the steering wheel and said: "the old man has been very good, except for rheumatism, there is no big problem."

Li Qiao put her elbow on the car window and glanced at the field by the side of the road. For a moment, she took out her mobile phone and made a cross-strait call.

Meng Jun, who is in Idaho, is surprised. "What can I do for you?"

Li Qiao didn't bother to say hello, so she said, "why did you break up with the teacher?"

Meng Jun breathed, "why do you ask? They all said, "what's the reason for deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors?"

The poor kiln has always been united, but Meng Jun is an alien.

At this time, Li Qiao felt her nails and lengthened her tone. "Do you say it yourself or let me check it?"

Meng Jun butts his cheek with the tip of his tongue, picks up his cigarette case and walks out of the office.

His footstep is very clear in the ear, Li Qiao also didn't urge, patiently waiting.

After a while, Meng Jun lit a cigarette, stood alone in the activity room and said, "there's no need to check. To put it mildly, I'm tired of training every day. To put it mildly, I don't want to be his tool puppet. If this is deceiving my master and destroying my ancestors, then I have nothing to say. "

Li Qiao pursed her lips, her eyebrows slightly coagulated, "tool puppet?"

Meng Jun took a puff and said, "you may not feel it. After all, you are young and the old man loves you the most. He never let you go on a mission. You can be forgiven for not knowing something.

In those years, we were training on the surface, but in fact we were always sent out to do tasks from time to time. Once or twice is OK. After a long time, do you think other people can't see it?

We are a group of tool people who are raised by him to do things for him. He is not a compassionate philanthropist. Most of the poor people are his confidants. If you want to say that he is just an ordinary old man, who believes it? "

Li Qiao really doesn't know these things.

She thought a little and asked in a low voice, "what have you done?"

Meng Jun was silent for a moment, and then sighed, "every time we are sent to look for things or rob things, sometimes auctions, sometimes intelligence stations..."

Speaking of this, Meng Junmo for a few seconds, said with a smile: "it seems that he really loves you most. He never let you go on a mission, and he teaches you all day. Is he afraid of no one else, so he takes you as his successor?"

Li Qiao can't say anything, because what Meng Jun said is true.

Now her ability and means really come from the teacher's teaching.

When Li Qiao finishes her conversation with Meng Jun, she leans back in her chair and feels confused.

She was in a trance and had the illusion that she had been manipulated.

Is it just a successor that the teacher who taught her all abilities and introduced her to Prince Wu?

She vaguely remembered that no one seemed to know the teacher's name for so many years.

Everyone respected him: old man.

And he is also the person she respects most at the border, deeper than Qizi's feelings

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Five hours later, a Chang drove his SUV back to Nanyang.

Yancheng is Nanyang's Linshi, driving off the highway, it happens to be the eastern suburb villa area.

Li Qiao came to tangxiyuan villa, which she had not seen for a long time. Before entering, she looked sideways at Achang, "go back to the border and help me bring a word to the teacher."

Ah Chang nodded, "you say."

Li Qiao looked back at the door of the villa and said, "tell him I've seen Xiao Dingshan."

Ah Chang frowned. Although he didn't know who Xiao Dingshan was, he nodded his head dutifully, "OK, Miss seven."

As the off-road vehicle drove away, Li Qiao stood in the same place and looked at the taillights. With a faint smile on her lips, she opened the code lock and walked into the villa.

When night came, Li Qiao was sitting alone in the living room with a tea table on her legs. The three cans of beer on the table were empty.

She didn't turn on the light, only the dim light from the dim floor lamp outside the hospital.

From Parma back, and then to learn the news of the Jing family.

It's only one day after that, but the time line seems to be drawn for a long time.

Li Qiao drank the beer one mouthful at a time. The cool liquid fell into her throat, and her emotion gradually cooled down.

At this time, outside the villa came the sound of a car engine.

Li Qiao didn't care. She sat quietly and arranged the clues in her mind.

The mobile phone on the desk rang, and the dim light came into her eyes. When she picked it up, she bent her lips and said, "are you busy?"

In the receiver, a man's steady voice seems to be able to calm his mind, "what are you doing?"

Li Qiao shook the beer can in the hand, "drink."

"Myself?"

Li Qiao let out a sound and leaned up against the sofa, stretching her shoulders and eyebrows.

Shang Yu said with a smile, "open the door."

Li Qiao took down the phone from her ear, blinked, got up and walked out of the room in a hurry.

Outside the door, under the thick night, the man stood in the same place wearing a thin black shirt. He entered the bag with one hand. His body was slender, with a smile in his deep eyes. Her Mercedes Benz g stopped behind him.In the cab, you can see the clouds in front of you as the background.

Li Qiao heart head portrait is hit by what, drop Mou to smile, one step forward hugged business Yu.

The man encircled her waist and gently rubbed the palm of his hand on the back of her head. "Don't you go home just to hide here and drink?"

Li Qiao was stuffy in Shang Yu's arms, sniffing his breath deeply. After a while, she tiptoed on his face and gave him a kiss

Liuyun looks at the re closed door, lowers the window and lights a cigarette. He thinks he may sleep in the car tonight.

In the living room, Li Qiao turns on the light, and the light makes her squint uncomfortably.

Shangyu has never been to tangxiyuan villa.

The simple style of light luxury is in line with Li Qiao's consistent aesthetic.

The man sank down and sat down, his eyes swept over the tea table, seven or eight cans of beer, three of which had been pinched and thrown aside.

Li Qiao came to him, opened a bottle of beer and handed it to him

Shang Yu took the wine can, folded his legs and looked at her. "Are you sure it's the Jing family?"

Li Qiao shakes her head and tells all about Xiao Dingshan.

Finally, she looked at the front with deep eyes, "the IP address points to the poor kiln, and can send the message to Achang accurately. Except for the teacher, I don't want to be him."

At this time, the man looked at her quiet side face, bent down to put down the beer, raised his arm and put her in his arms, "no matter who is not important, do not want to do things, no one can arrange you."

Li Qiao leaned lazily on his shoulder, turned her eyes and joked: "nothing else matters, as long as you are not arranged for me."

Shang Yu raised his thin lips, and his throat overflowed with a thick smile. "Besides you, who can arrange me, eh?"

Li Qiao looks up at him, the handsome face outline under the light is bright and outstanding, regardless of the outside right and wrong disturbance, he is always there.

Li Qiao took the initiative in a rare way.

She held half of the man's face in one hand and put a kiss on his lips.

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