Chapter 219 The Corner of My Mouth Seems to Be Broken

Chapter 219 The corner of my mouth seems to be broken

I don't know what's going on, but the dormitory building is very quiet tonight.

Probably because of Friday, many researchers went home.

Li Qiao was too lazy to think deeply, and walked to her dormitory at a leisurely pace.

Her dormitory is at the end of the second floor, and the sensor lights of the headlights light up one by one as she walks by.

until--

In front of the window at the end, Li Qiao stopped in a daze when the black and proud figure under the light came into view.

In the field of vision, Shang Yu was standing in front of the window with his hands in his pockets, looking at the dark night outside the window, his angular profile was slightly tense, and he didn't look at him even when he heard footsteps.

Li Qiao stretched her brows, and walked towards him faster, with a bright look in her eyes, "Master Yan, why are you here?"

After a few steps, she came to his side.

The sensor light in front of the dormitory door seemed to be some kind of catalyst. As Shang Yu slowly turned his head, Li Qiao noticed that his tight thin lips and bottomless black eyes seemed to be filled with coldness. .

Li Qiao's heart suddenly missed a beat.

He is angry!

Almost subconsciously, Li Qiao could tell something was wrong with him at a glance.

The man's face was cold, his eyes were filled with ink that was too thick to melt, his Adam's apple rolled, and he grabbed Li Qiao's jaw with his palm.

He raised his eyebrows, leaned over, and said without any warmth in his tone: "I'm here, isn't it time?"

After a moment of daze, Li Qiao had a vague guess.

Instead of struggling, she took a step forward, hooked Shang Yu's wrist with her cool fingers, and smiled slightly, "You can come anytime, let's talk in the room first."

The baby is angry and needs to be coaxed.

She could probably guess the reason for Shang Yu's anger, and felt a little remorseful, she would not have gone to dinner with Lian Zhen if she had known.

At this time, the man's hand pinching her jaw loosened a little bit of strength. After taking a deep breath, he rolled his Adam's apple and released Li Qiao. He turned around and took a step, his voice tense to the extreme, "No need."

He is leaving?

The moment Shang Yu passed by, Li Qiao quickly grabbed his wrist, a little helpless, and a little secretly happy.

Is he jealous?

"Boyfriend, I'm very tired. What do you want to know? Let me come in and sit down and tell you, okay?"

For the last three words, Li Qiao slightly raised the ending sound, whispering in a minor tune like spring wind and rain, smiling and curling up.

Shang Yu's figure really stopped.

Li Qiao lowered her eyes and bent her lips, pulled his wrist and walked to the door of the dormitory, entered the combination lock and opened the door to enter.

She pulled the man into the door, turned on the light, and the moment she closed the door with her hand back, she was caught on the door panel unpredictably.

Li Qiao leaned against the door, and when she raised her head, her thin lips pressed domineeringly.

Different from that night in the mansion, Shang Yu faintly showed signs of losing control tonight.

He kissed fiercely, not gentle at all, pressing down on Li Qiao, grabbing her chin, and demanding from her lips as much as possible.

Like a strong wind passing through the border, sweeping the battlefield wildly.

There is no lingering, no tenderness, it is the dominance and strength that belongs exclusively to Nanyang Shang Shaoyan.

Li Qiao was forced to raise her head and accept it, but she didn't refuse.

After a few seconds, she adjusts her breathing to accommodate it as best she can.

Perhaps sensing her obedience, Shang Yu's movements gradually restrained, giving Li Qiao a chance to breathe.

After the kiss was over, Li Qiao leaned against the door and leaned against his chest, breathing heavily.

A few more seconds, and she suspected that she was going to suffocate.

This violent deep kiss seemed to swallow her up.

At this moment, Li Qiao's brows and eye corners receded from fatigue, they were red and hot, and there was a hint of softness in the brightness.

She supported Shang Yu's muscular chest with both hands, pursed her sore lips, and looked at him pantingly with raised eyebrows, "Master Yan, I..."

"Who is he? Huh?" At this time, the man supported the door panel with one hand, and raised her chin, a fire was burning in his deep eyes, and his tone was low, "I don't want him to eat alone? With him Sitting by the window, talking and laughing? Didn't you expect me to come over tonight?"

Shang Yu was really angry.

Especially the cold light and murderous look in his eyes made Li Qiao startled.

She even felt that if she really had an affair with Lian Zhen, it was very likely that Shang Yu would kill him directly.

Li Qiao pursed her lips, looked at Shang Yu's dark eyes, put her hands around his waistline, and felt the man's tight body, she tightened her arms and pressed herself close to him, laughing at Yan Yan: " Lord Yan, do you have... so no confidence in yourself?"

Shang Yu stared at her without saying a word, lifted Li Qiao's chin slightly, pressed down his handsome face, and paused, "Answer my question."

Li Qiao met his eyes frankly, sighed, and said softly: "His name is Lian Zhen, and he is a researcher in the laboratory. Tonight we are just going back to the dormitory together. When I came back, I didn't want to owe favors for nothing, so I followed him into the convenience store."

While explaining these words, Li Qiao also carefully recalled all the pictures just now.

She and Lian Zhen chatted while walking, then stood in front of the convenience store, looked at his back and hesitated, and finally followed him in.

In the eyes of others, all this may be commonplace, but Shang Yu is different.

There was a hidden paranoia in his heart, and he was also extremely sensitive. When he saw this scene in front of the door of the dormitory where she was waiting for her return, one could imagine what kind of mood he was in.

At this moment, after listening to Li Qiao's explanation, Shang Yu's gloomy expression did not ease in the slightest.

His Adam's apple kept sliding, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of cold mist, cold and deep, "Like him?"

Li Qiao shook her head solemnly, "How is that possible."

"Why do you want him to buy food for you?" Shang Yu squinted his eyes sharply, "Is it because the Li family can't afford you, or I can't afford you?"

Li Qiao: "..."

Look, how angry are you?

With a smile or not, she pursed her lips, glanced at him, withdrew her right hand from the man's back, slowly climbed up the shirt on his chest with her fingertips and tugged, "Master Yan, the priorities are reversed.

It was he who wanted to buy food for me, not me asking him to buy it. Moreover, this is just a normal relationship between colleagues, just like... I am the same as Luo Yu. "

Shang Yu pursed his lips and remained silent, but his momentum was obviously weaker.

Seeing this, Li Qiao stood on tiptoe, leaned in front of him, and continued her efforts: "He is also a student of the teacher, and the two of us are members of the same group, just communicating normally. Besides, he has a girlfriend, you are wronged me."

She had seen a picture of a beautiful girl in Lian Zhen's cell phone album before, and the other party's peach blossom eyes were very recognizable.

Li Qiao subconsciously thought that the girl should be Lian Zhen's girlfriend.

At this time, after Shang Yu listened to her words, his pupils shrank suddenly, his breathing stagnated, and he suddenly covered his eyelids to block the shadow at the bottom of his eyes.

After a long time, he seemed to have adjusted his mood, opened his eyes, but avoided Li Qiao's gaze, stretched out his arms to hold the doorknob, and said in a hoarse voice, "Since you are tired, go to bed early."

The man who calmed down knew very well that he lost his composure and lost control tonight.

Some emotional outbursts are instantaneous, devastating and unreasonable.

Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, seeing Li Qiao with other men, he still couldn't control the violence that was on the verge of going mad.

Worried about hurting Li Qiao, and even more afraid of seeing her disgusted eyes, he could only leave temporarily.

At this time, the hand on the doorknob was held down by Wei Liang's fingertips, and a soft and coquettish voice came from next to his ear, "Boyfriend, the corner of my mouth seems to be broken..."

Still six shifts are combined into three shifts. Good night.