In the living room, Shangyu and Liqiao sit together. Prince George unfastens his cufflinks and sits on the opposite sofa casually. "Are you still so polite to me?"
Shang Zonghai patted the armrest and raised his head in the direction of Li Qiao, "my girl, have you seen me?"
Prince George retreated and looked at Li Qiao gently. Then he said, "is it your masterpiece about Myanmar?"
This is not a question, but a tacit joke.
Li Qiao end of a sitting position, slightly nodded, "let you laugh."
Prince George looked at Shang Zonghai and praised with emotion: "this child is much better than I expected."
"That's nature."
Shang Zonghai calmly answered this praise.
Li Qiao grabs the lower forehead and takes a slanting look at Shang Yu.
The man gently squeezed her hand, raised his eyelids, and said in a low voice: "Dad, Uncle George, I'll take her upstairs to have a rest first."
Li Qiao
She's not so coquettish!
Shang Zonghai's eyes nodded gently, "go, take good care of the girl."
Li Qiao straightly follows Shang Yu to the spiral staircase, and instantly feels that she is a sick beauty.
At the corner of the stairs, when she couldn't feel the eyes of the two elders, Li Qiao twisted Shang Yu's palm and said slowly, "archbishop, it's really worthy of your name."
The man raises the foot to go upstairs the movement, the deep eye is burning a cluster of blazing flames.
Li Qiao didn't wait for his answer for a long time. She rolled her voice and looked at him from the corner of her eyes. The next second she was hooked by Shang Yu and pressed her shoulder on the wall. "The Archbishop's wife is no less."
He picked up Li Qiao's chin, bowed his head and pressed down his handsome face. As their lips were about to fit together, a finger crossed in the middle, "don't make trouble, someone is here."
Shang Yu's eyebrows slightly frowned. Looking along Li Qiao's line of sight, he saw that at the upper step, Wei ang, the confidant of Shang Zonghai, was carrying a tray in his hand, neither entering nor retreating.
Needless to say, the little lady's skirt is really beautiful.
It's shiny black, but the shawl is a little redundant.
If his girlfriend put it on, it would look very nice.
The man narrowed his eyes and put his palm around Li Qiao's back neck. The warning in his eyes was very strong. "Have you seen enough?"
Wei ang shivered all over, and his pupils focused on him. His damned eyes were staring at the little lady's evening dress all the time.
But in Shang Yu's eyes, it's not like that.
Wei ang immediately bowed his head, turned and ran away.
There was no way. The stairs were occupied by the young master and his wife. He had to take a detour route from the outside of the castle to the living room to deliver tea.
Wei ang is still thinking about Li Qiao's skirt. He thinks that he must ask the young lady where she bought it.
Later, he accidentally learned the origin of the evening dress from the mouth of falling rain. The eight million yuan broken diamond Gaoding is the only one in the world.
Wei ang knows that his girlfriend doesn't deserve it.
After a few minutes, Li Qiao swollen mouth and Shang Yu back to the third floor of the master bedroom.
She leaned against the princess reclining chair by the window and asked lazily, "how did my father know the crown prince?"
The man unbuttoned his shirt collar, looked up to stretch his muscles and bones, and the curve of his Adam's apple fluctuated slightly
Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, and her heart was clear.
She thought that Shang Zonghai had studied in Yingdi in his early years. Shang Yu added, "Uncle George once went to Parma University as an exchange student."
www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!