Chapter 1063 Affection Is His Foundation

Chapter 1063 Affection is his foundation

On the other end of the phone, Yin Mo seemed to be thinking, and she was obviously moved by her unreasonable trust in Li Qiao.

Li Qiao listened carefully to the frequency of her breathing, and after a while, she explained in a soft voice: "Second sister, you don't need to accommodate him, you can do whatever you want, feelings are about what you want, it's different from other things."

Li Qiao always believed that once He Chen fell in love, he would love Yin Mo more than anyone else.

Shaoyan's most valued brother, promiscuity is just an appearance, and affection is his background.

Then, the upright Yin Mo questioned his soul, "Don't you need it? But I feel...you are very accommodating to Lord Yan."

For him to choose to fight against Charman unconditionally, for him to give up his original medical research and to go into business...

There are many, many more.

Li Qiao wiped her face, pulled her lips and said, "He belongs to me, of course I have to accommodate, but He Chen is not."

Yin Mo muttered softly, "Qiaoqiao, you seem inconsistent..."

If she is with He Chen, then he belongs to her too.

Li Qiao on the receiver side raised her head and took a deep breath, "Hang up."

In the lounge, Shang Yu lowered his eyes to look at Li Qiao in his arms, his thin lips curled up happily, "Say it again."

Li Qiao glanced at the phone, subconsciously said: "Hang up."

A thin smile escaped from the man's throat, and he lowered his handsome face and said persuasively, "Whose one am I?"

"Mine." Li Qiao replied confidently, raising her eyes just in time to see the light blue eyes of the man, she felt a little distressed.

The little cub was just born and would cry every night and need to be fed.

For the past few days, Shang Yu has been guarding them every step of the way, and he is also taking care of the cubs making noise in the middle of the night.

Li Qiao touched the corner of his eyes and suggested softly, "Go home in a few days."

"Sick of home?" The man put the documents on his lap on the table, hooked her shoulder and patted, "Wait a minute, your body is important, huh?"

Li Qiao leaned her head on his shoulder and sighed softly, "I'm in good health, and it's the same when I go home to take care of me."

Shang Yu bowed his head to meet her eyes, and after three seconds compromised, he said, "I'll let someone arrange it tomorrow."

"Yeah." Li Qiao responded, and then leaned into his arms, "I want to sleep in the lounge tonight, you accompany me. I have enough milk during the day, and when he wakes up at night, the confinement wife will give it to him drink."

The man looked at her opening and closing her small mouth, bowed his head forward and kissed her, "Okay."

Li Qiao vaguely felt that Shang Yu's voice seemed to have become hoarse. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, but found that the man's gaze stopped on her chest, and his eyes became darker and darker.

"I'm going to change clothes." Li Qiao was also quite helpless, the chest area of ​​the hospital gown was wet, and her breasts were swollen.

The man took a deep breath, got up and dragged her to the bathroom next door.

Li Qiao knew that he had endured a lot. After all, it had been a long time. After thinking about it, she silently stretched out her right hand, "Here..."

Shang Yu's eyes froze for a moment, then moved his gaze up, looking at her narrowly, "What do you think I'm going to do?"

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, "Then you take me to the bathroom?"

The man slowed down, and the smile on his lips grew stronger, "Naturally...to wipe it for you."

"Oh." Li Qiao scratched the tip of her nose, her face indifferent, "Then let's go."

Shang Yu said it simply, but when he entered the bathroom, the man put his arms around Li Qiao's back and pushed her against the door.

With Li Qiao's current physical condition, intercourse is impossible, and at least she has to wait another three months.

But this does not prevent Shang Yu from hugging her and kissing her deeply to satisfy his greed.

The beloved woman is close at hand, but cannot be touched because of objective facts. This kind of tormented man never wants to try it a second time.

...

Palmer, next afternoon.

Yin Mo was sitting on the balcony holding a notebook and typing on the keyboard seriously, with earphones hanging on his ears.

There was a cup of strong black coffee on the low table next to her. She picked it up and took a sip when she heard the doorbell downstairs.

Yin Mo closed the computer, got up and walked around and said, "Achang, please help me pick them up, if you are willing to follow me, give me a copy of the list."

Achang readily agreed, "Second Miss, there are still some of Boss Xiao's men who have been scattered all over the border these years, and they probably haven't left. If you don't mind, I'll call and ask."

Yin Mo's footsteps paused, his eyes turned cold, "No need, I only need the members of the second team that belonged to me back then, and the rest...forget it."

The frontier seven sons all have their own independent teams. There are not many people, but each has their own skills. For example, Achang and Ajie are the backbone of Li Qiao's seventh team.

In these years, Yin Mo obeyed Xiao Yehui's orders and never dared to act without authorization.

Even the members of the second team that once belonged to her don't know how many are left.

Although Xiao Yehui's crime is unforgivable, now that life and death are separated, she doesn't blame him, but she doesn't want to accept people and things related to him anymore.

Just like before he died, Yin Mo said: I won't forgive you, but I don't blame you anymore.

Not long after, Yin Mo took off his earphones and came to the hallway downstairs without haste.

Outside the door, Wei Ang was holding a cardboard box in his hand, and said with a smile, "Miss Yin, this is what the young lady gave you."

Yin Mo received it in his hand, and at the same time turned sideways to make way, "Thank you, please come in."

Wei Ang waved his hands and said no, thinking embarrassingly, he hasn't lived enough, if Brother Chen knew that he was alone in the same room with Miss Yin, he wouldn't have skinned him.

Holding the medicine box with one hand, Yin Mo watched Wei Ang go away, and twitched the corners of his mouth, but did not stop him.

It's been a whole morning, and He Chen didn't come, nor did he call her.

Yin Mo returned to the living room, opened the carton and saw a wide variety of wound ointments, and there were two small black boxes in the corner of the carton that attracted her attention.

The texture of the black frosted paper box is very good, the size of a palm, but I can't tell what it is.

Yin Mo took it in his hand and shook it, thinking it was a newly developed ointment, without thinking too much, he opened the cover and poured out the contents.

At the same time, the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground also came from the entrance.

So, when He Chen pushed the suitcase into the living room, he saw Yin Mo frantically... hiding things.

To be precise, he picked it up and hid it behind the pillow.

He Chen supported the trolley case, narrowed his eyes and shook his legs, "Captain Yin, what are you doing behind my back?"

Yin Mo's eyes were confused, and her cheeks were also strangely red.

She randomly stuffed the things in her hand behind the pillow, looked at He Chen and forced a smile, "Why are you here?"

While talking, a light pink heart-shaped post-it note floated from Yin Mo's leg to the ground. She bent over to pick it up, but He Chen let go of the trolley case and walked over.

Seeing that post-it note fell into He Chen's hand, Yin Mo frowned and asked, "What did you write?"

He Chen glanced at the post-it notes quickly, and a wicked smile curved his lips, "You like the ones with particles?"

"What particles?"