Chapter 220 She Bet Right

Chapter 220 She Bet Right

Li Qiao's soft voice drifted into Shang Yu's ears, and all the out-of-control emotions and violent factors died down instantly.

After returning to his senses, the man let go of the doorknob and looked at Li Qiao again with his thin lips tightly pressed.

There was a gleam of brilliance on the tip of the girl's eyebrows, and her eyes were looking forward, with a hint of innocence flickering.

Looking down, there are extremely red and swollen lips. Under Shang Yu's gaze, the pink tongue licks the corners of his mouth from time to time.

The man's gaze sank, he cupped Li Qiao's cheeks stiffly with his palms, and gently touched the corner of her lips with his thumb, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let me see."

Li Qiao glanced at him with a smile or not, and raised her head accordingly.

The skin on the left corner of his mouth was indeed broken due to his fierce kiss, it was not serious, only a slight pain.

But after Shang Yu lost control and wanted to leave, Li Qiao could only try to keep him in this way.

Obviously, she bet right.

Li Qiao couldn't help wandering off, secretly wondering if Shang Yu would put gauze on the corners of her mouth, when the light in front of her eyes suddenly dimmed, and the man had already leaned over and kissed her again.

Not as violent as before, and no longer so impulsive,

Li Qiao: "..."

It doesn't hurt anymore, it's starting to numb.

Shang Yu held her face distressedly and kissed her carefully, without a hint of lust.

It took a while to pull Li Qiao into his arms, with his chin resting on the top of her head, his broad shoulders hugging her tightly, and the two of them were almost tightly attached to each other.

His tone was low and hoarse, with imperceptible self-blame, "Is there a medicine box in the dormitory?"

Li Qiao: "..."

Sure enough... as expected!

She lay on the man's chest, dumbfounded.

You don't really want to put gauze on her mouth, do you?

Is it because she is afraid that others will not know that she kissed her boyfriend and ruined her lips?

Li Qiao struggled in his arms a few times, then leaned back a little later and looked at him, shaking her head solemnly, "No."

"I'll let Liuyun buy it." Shang Yu's eyes fell on her lips again, which were bright red and moist, delicate and charming, but a tiny wound ruined this beauty.

Li Qiao raised her hand to wipe her face, put her shoulder against him, and couldn't help laughing: "No, it doesn't hurt anymore, don't bother Liu Yun, you can go in with me for a while."

From the moment he entered the door, he finally calmed down his emotions, but what followed was a burst of exhaustion like relief.

At this time, the man's black eyes flashed with waves, he lowered his eyelids and said silently, "Okay."

...

In the dormitory, Li Qiao dragged Shang Yu into the living room. The layout of the room was similar to that of a standard hotel room.

There is a double bed in the center, built-in desks and cabinets on the wall, and two round chairs and a glass tea table near the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The overall facilities are simple, but the wood-colored decoration style is not lacking in warmth and comfort.

At this time, the two sat down one after another, and the reflections of each other were projected on the window by the light, one was indifferent and the other was silent.

Li Qiao turned her head to look at the reflection on the window, pushed the mineral water on the table in front of him, and broke the silence: "Master Yan, when did you come over tonight?"

"Nine o'clock." Shang Yu's deep and dark eyes focused on Li Qiao without blinking.

Even if nothing happened, his eyes still looked at the corner of her mouth many times uncontrollably.

It's so red and swollen, it's very annoying.

Li Qiao noticed Shang Yu's eyes, turned her head calmly, and turned the corner of her injured mouth to the other side where he couldn't see, "He came here suddenly and didn't say a word, you have been waiting for me in the corridor?"

She and Lian Zhen left the laboratory at about ten o'clock.

I went to a convenience store for dinner on the way, and I wasted a lot of time going back and forth.

If she had known that Shang Yu would come, she would have come back to find him ahead of time.

At this moment, the man took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, rubbed it twice, looked up at Li Qiao, and said in a low tone, "Don't you want to see the assessment of the four of them tomorrow?"

Li Qiao was taken aback, and then remembered the assessment of the four major assistants tomorrow Saturday, "You... came here to pick me up on purpose?"

Shang Yu's dark eyes shimmered, he held a cigarette between his fingers but did not light it, and said in a deep voice, "If you are too tired, you can rest tonight, and you will have time to go back tomorrow morning."

He seemed to have returned to his lazy normal state, all the out-of-control emotions were contained in the depths of his eyes, and he seemed to have become a high-ranking, noble and wild Nanyang overlord again.

Li Qiao looked at him, her fingers curled up slightly, her heart was burning hot.

Immediately, she lowered her eyelids and smiled, "I'm not tired, but it's not yet eleven o'clock. Why don't you go back now."

He is obviously so busy, but he is still thinking about the matter that he wants to see the assessment of the four assistants tomorrow.

How could she be willful and willful relying on favoritism?

Li Qiao stood up as she spoke, and stretched out her hand to the man across the glass tea table.

She stands, he sits.

Shang Yu's dark eyes were deeply locked on Li Qiao's figure, and he slowly reached out to grab her palm, and in the next second he pulled her closer with a little force.

The man's strong arms hooked, and this move caught Li Qiao off guard and fell on his lap.

Unlike a hug, such an intimate distance made her body slightly tense.

Li Qiao had no choice but to put her arms around Shang Yu's shoulders to stabilize her figure, looked at him and smiled, "Aren't you leaving?"

Shang Yu didn't speak, but tightened his arms, and in the next second, he was buried between Li Qiao's neck, and his hot breath fell on her skin, which was numb and scorching.

The room was quiet for a few seconds, and Li Qiao also obviously felt that the arms in the back were tightening her tighter and tighter.

until--

He leaned against her face, pecked at her, and then put his palm on the back of Li Qiao's head, stroking gently through her hair.

Maybe it's because he hasn't completely escaped from the emotion just now.

Shang Yu's voice became tense, and he held her for a while before he said, "Let's go, go home."

Not long after, the two walked out of the dormitory one after the other. Shang Yu took her hand and walked in the brightly lit dormitory building.

From the beginning to the end, Li Qiao was very calm and calm.

Facing the man's paranoid side, he didn't complain or dislike him, even if the corner of his mouth was broken, he still patiently comforted him.

Shang Yu thought, there will never be any woman in this life who can give him such a deep throb like Li Qiao.

It was also because of this that when he saw her with others, he felt such destructive anger.

So, Li Qiao, I can give you this life, as long as you...don't betray me.

...

At 12:30 in the middle of the night, the Yanhuang motorcade returned to the Nanyang Mansion.

Li Qiao nestled on the man's shoulder, sleeping deeply.

Shang Yu gently carried her out of the car, looked down at the tired face of the girl in his arms, and sent her back to the guest room with his lips pursed.

Li Qiao was placed on the comfortable big bed, frowned, and woke up leisurely.

She opened a slit in the corner of her eyes sleepily, and muttered, "What time is it?"

"It's still early, go to sleep." Shang Yu leaned against the bedside and leaned over to kiss her on the forehead. Seeing Li Qiao dreaming about something, his eyes were as deep as ink, and he covered her with a thin blanket and went out. Door.