Chapter 887

Until two people come to the bathroom, Li Qiao see Shang Yu also followed in, this just found something wrong.

She coughed softly and said, "I'll wash it myself."

By implication, you get out.

Shang Yu's eyes were dark and deep. He stretched out his hand to lift the belt of his robe hanging on his waist and abdomen. In his action, he was cold and sexy, "together."

Can it still be washed?

Li Qiao took a step back, and the words of refusal were on her lips. The next second, however, all her lips were blocked by the man.

Intimacy is probably the best medicine to calm down.

……

The next day, it snowed.

Li Qiao opened her eyes vaguely and raised the curtain to see the world covered with silver.

Holding the quilt in her arms, she recalled last night and rolled her voice. Her eyebrows and corners of her eyes were full of amorous feelings.

Li Qiao didn't know how she fell asleep.

From the bathroom to the bed, he moves slowly and gently, and takes a long time.

Later, the moment before she fell asleep, she seemed to hear him say a word in her ear.

Li Qiao looked out of the snowy window and remembered three seconds later.

At that time, Shang Yu said, "it will not be born in the future."

Li Qiao covered the upper half of her face and laughed faintly.

The scandal of Shangyu's mutilation was suddenly exposed at 3 p.m.

Not in Nanyang, but in the British Empire.

As the bishop of the whole house of Lords, the Archbishop should not be qualified to be a holy bishop if he is vicious enough to harm his brothers.

When Li Qiao got the news, it was 11 o'clock in the night in Nanyang.

Shangyu hasn't come home yet. He just calls her to go to bed early instead of waiting for him.

At the same time, chelmann manor.

Ming Dailan sat in the studio, looking at the mobile phone with a tense face, "who made it?"

Yin Mo bowed his head and answered in a straight line, "I'm not sure whether it's the eldest son or Mr..."

Ming Dailan's fingers tightened, "global society..."

Yin Mo nodded, "the global news agency is an industry under the crown prince's banner. Today's sudden announcement of such news may be to divert attention from the cause of death of the former duchess."

Ming Dailan leaned back in his chair with a heavy voice. "Where's Xiao Yehui?"

"The eldest son went to the parliament building yesterday and hasn't come back yet."

Ming Dai LAN closed her eyes, took a deep breath, opened her eyes again, and her expression had returned to the previous gentle and indifferent, "you go out first."

Yin Mo chin head to leave, waiting for the door closed, Ming Dai LAN just took out the mobile phone to make a phone call.

On the other side, Xiao Hongdao, who was in the teahouse, was happily cooking tea. He raised his eyes and said, "what is she doing?"

Yin Zhihong half bent over and truthfully replied, "my wife is still painting. She hasn't been out all afternoon."

Xiao Hongdao bowed his head and blew the heat of the teacup. "Well, he was calm."

"Sir, you and madam..." Yin Zhihong wanted to inquire, but he wanted to say nothing.

Xiao Hongdao slightly showed his old eyebrows and a smile appeared, "Lao Yin, how long have you been with me?"

Yin Zhihong looks tight, quickly lowered his head, "Sir, nearly 40 years."

"It's the first time I've noticed that you're so curious after all this time." Xiao Hongdao said so, his face was still filled with a faint smile.

Knowing that he had overstepped the rules, Yin Zhihong bowed his head again, "Sir, I..."

"Forget it." Xiao Hongdao waved his hand, "go and call Xiao Mo over."

Yin Zhihong stooped out of the tea room, but his forehead was sweating because of panic and tension.

He regretted it. He went to find Yin Mo in a hurry. He took her to the backyard of the manor and said, "Mo Mo, I'll see you later. Don't talk too much. Do you understand me?"

Yin Mo's face nodded without any difference, "I know, Dad."

Yin Zhihong's tacit understanding with Xiao Hongdao for decades has enabled him to figure out Xiao Hongdao's intention almost instantaneously.

He called Yin Mo in the past, a disguised warning and temptation.

I'm afraid... Recently, Mo Mo and his wife have come too close, which has aroused the suspicion of my husband.

Yin Zhihong repeatedly warned that he was afraid that Yin Mo, who did not understand the world, would collide with Xiao Hongdao.

At this time, Yin Mo looked at him calmly, "what did you say to your husband?"

Yin Zhihong pursed his lips and sternly reprimanded, "don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Why don't you have a long memory?"

Yin Mo glanced at him and turned back to the manor without saying a word.

Yin Zhihong did not dare to make it public. He whispered after her, "remember what Dad said."

Teahouse, Yin Mo goes in, the complexion is consistent and wooden, "sir."

This is the expression management that he Chen taught her. If you don't want anyone to explore your heart, you can put everything in peace.

She always remembered the four words he Chen emphasized: still water flows deep.

At this time, Xiao Hongdao didn't say a word. He cooked and continued his tea as if Yin Mo didn't exist.

Time passes by in such a strange atmosphere.

After a full hour, the sky outside the window had turned dark blue. Xiao Hongdao put down his medical books and motioned to the chair near the tea table, "sit down."

Yin Mo's legs were stiff. He sat down after two seconds.

Xiao Hongdao poured a cup of herbal tea and pushed it in front of her. His eyes fell on her face. He said meaningfully, "ah Hui went out yesterday. Why didn't you follow me?"

Yin Mo raised his head and looked directly at Xiao Hongdao, "the eldest son didn't call me."

"I didn't call you?" Xiao Hongdao chewed her words and leaned back on the back of the chair. "You are his bodyguard. He needs to greet you when he goes out?"

"Mistakenly, sir." Yin Mo drooped his eyes, gesture is very respectful, "is the eldest son know that I recently accompany his wife to relieve boredom, so daily travel are arranged to accompany a team."

Xiao Hongdao rubbed the teacup and nodded his head with satisfaction. "Madam is really in a bad mood recently. It's understandable that you accompany her to relieve her boredom. But... After so many days, has her condition improved? "

"It looks much better."

Xiao Hongdao pursed the corners of his mouth and said, "in this case, you have to go out to work."

Yin Mo eyebrows a bright, "Sir, please command."

Xiao Hongdao poured out the herbal tea in the teacup, glanced at Yin Mo, and said: "I heard that you seven children have a good relationship, so just take advantage of ah Hui's absence recently, you go to Nanyang and do something for me."

……

Nanyang, midnight.

Shang Yu did not return, Li Qiao posture idly sitting in the laboratory, only the eyes hidden frost.

She had known for a long time that the chaiman family would not wait to die, and she was ready to fight.

But they underestimated their malice and tried to attack Shangyu with the incident 11 years ago.

The crime of killing his brother is more heinous than his murder and arson.

The Archbishop's identity, indeed, can not tolerate any stain.

"Children, don't be cold and don't talk." Xi Luo raised her mobile phone and stared at the screen. She frowned and urged, "I don't need to say how serious the consequences are. The archbishop is the leader of the holy Councillor. He can't kill a dog according to the rules, let alone harm his brothers. "

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