Chapter 298: What a Good Girl

Chapter 298: What a Good Girl

Even though she looked calm, her palms... were already sweating.

At this moment, the black shirt on Shang Yu's body was completely opened, revealing all the muscle lines showing his strength and charm.

In the closed car, the temperature is a bit hot.

Li Qiao frowned and swallowed, feeling that the elevator was climbing too slowly?

Just as she was thinking, Shang Yu in front of her bowed her head and kissed her on the brow, then turned around and pressed the elevator button.

Oh, it's not that the elevator is slow, it's that the floor is not pressed at all.

Li Qiao lowered her head, sighed and rubbed her forehead, feeling dazed.

In a blink of an eye, the elevator reached the third floor.

Shang Yu held her hand and walked into the huge cloakroom.

She stood at the door, looking at the bright yellow light, in the wardrobe surrounded by walls on three sides, there were black clothes everywhere.

The only color is probably the various famous watches and pocket squares in the low cabinet in the middle.

Li Qiao took a few glances, and when she raised her eyes again to look for the figure of the man, her eyes stopped.

At this time, his back was facing her, and his shirt was also placed on the changing stool. His broad-shouldered physique was particularly outstanding. The warm yellow light fell on his broad shoulders, which were plated with gold and seductive.

Li Qiao can't help but turn her eyes away, her eyes flicker more and more. She has seen other men at the border before, but none of them are as impactful as Shang Yu.

Just after a cursory glance, there seemed to be a scar on his back. Li Qiao moved her gaze back, thinking to take another look, but found that he had already put on his shirt and was walking towards her.

However, the buttons of the shirt were still unbuttoned.

Li Qiao: "..."

Maybe it was blessing to the soul, she saw such a scene, without any hesitation, she went up to fasten the mother-of-pearl buttons for him.

Apart from holding her breath and trembling slightly, Li Qiao looked the same.

After finally fastening the buttons to the neckline, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Shang Yu looked down, frowned his thick eyebrows, pouted at the hem of his shirt, and said in a magnetic voice: "There are more."

Li Qiao stopped abruptly when she took a step back.

She opened her eyelids to look at Shang Yu, then looked down at the shirt. What he meant... asked her to tuck the hem into the belt?

Li Qiao's scalp almost exploded.

She stretched and tugged at the hem of the shirt, and smoothed out the marks on it, then raised her eyes solemnly, "This looks pretty good."

After the words fell, Shang Yu smiled, and the thick laughter overflowing from his lips entered Li Qiao's ears, and the atmosphere became more and more treacherous and blurred.

He wrapped one hand around Li Qiao's waist, and with a spin of his feet, he pressed her against the glass wardrobe, and kissed her vigorously.

More emotional outbursts, only in a short moment.

Shang Yu's hand got into the corner of his clothes, but he instantly felt the girl's body tense slightly, so he just gently stroked her skin without continuing.

And the kiss didn't last too long, Shang Yu let go of her lips, leaned his head against her side face, his voice was very hoarse, with a trace of uncertainty, "Afraid?"

Li Qiao sat on his shoulder, gasping for breath. She looked down, only to realize that she had pinched his wrist at some point.

It may be a subconscious move, or it may be that she was too nervous and confused, which made her a little panicked.

After gradually calming down, many images flashed through Li Qiao's mind.

She tightened her fingers, then lightly stroked the skin of the man's wrist, raised her head, and said with little confidence: "Is that so? There's nothing to be afraid of."

This is said neatly, but the voice is quite weak.

Shang Yu sucked her earlobe, and after breathing steadily, he sprinkled a scorching hot air around her ear, "What a good girl."

While speaking, the man withdrew his hand, wrapped his arms around Li Qiao's belt through the material, and put it into his arms.

The thought of wanting her is getting stronger and stronger, thinking of it for a moment may have scared her.

Shang Yu embraced her in his arms, stroking her back with his generous palms.

It wasn't until he felt the body in his arms gradually relax that he rolled his Adam's apple and led her out of the cloakroom.

...

Five minutes later, Li Qiao sat alone in the living room holding a glass of water, her eyes continued to wander.

Shang Yu didn't go downstairs, saying he went to the bathroom.

Li Qiao nestled on the sofa, her thoughts were a little confused, and the scene just now kept reappearing in her mind.

Until now, she could still feel the shivering and heat of the skin on her waist being rubbed by him.

Hey, Lu was timid.

After a while, the sound of steady footsteps came from behind.

Li Qiao sat up straight immediately, followed the voice and looked back, the man's black body was close in front of her eyes.

Standing behind the sofa, with his hands on his sides, he leaned over to look at the girl's ear tips that were still flushing, and stretched out his hand to flick, "What are you thinking?"

Li Qiao's ears are very sensitive, and his hairs stood on end after being flicked like this.

She squeezed the water glass in her hand, and moved to the front of the sofa, trying to create a safe distance.

The clear breath on his body rushed towards his face, which was too irritating to the senses, "It's nothing, I have something to do in the laboratory, I have to go back."

After all, Li Qiao got up and left.

Shang Yu was still standing behind the sofa chair, looking at her flustered and unconscious appearance, raised his lips and smiled, "Girlfriend wants to drive back with a water glass?"

The figure of Li Qiao who had just walked to the entrance of the living room stopped instantly.

She looked down at the cup in her hand, closed her eyes and sighed, and wiped her face.

Come on, calm is gone, image is gone.

In this way, under Shang Yu's deliberate guidance, Li Qiao was completely confused.

After a while, the man walked up to her, took the water glass, turned around and put it on the tea table, then took her hand and walked out the door, "Let's go, I'll take you back to the laboratory."

"No, I can..."

Before the words finished, Shang Yu pinched her fingers, looked at her with deep eyes, and asked intriguingly: "Are you sure?"

Her palms were full of sweat.

Obviously, she can't.

Li Qiao pulled her lips resentfully and did not say another word, letting Shang Yu lead her to Yanhuang's motorcade.

And her Mercedes-Benz was handed over to Luo Yu to drive.

...

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the laboratory building.

Shang Yu glanced lazily at Li Qiao, sitting with legs folded in a clean and casual manner, and reminded in a mellow voice: "Remember to ask for leave."

Li Qiao looked back, nodded in response, "Yes, I know. Then I'm leaving."

The man lowered his eyelashes, his eyes became more serious.

Before Li Qiaolin got out of the car, he leaned forward and pulled her into his arms, kissed her on the cheek: "Go, wait for me at night."

"What's up tonight?" She asked in confusion.

And Shang Yu looked at her deeply, with a playful expression, "Go to the hospital for a while."

Li Qiao: "..."

She gave Shang Yu an angry look, turned around and got out of the car.

The man looked at Li Qiao's figure, turned his head and leaned on the back of the chair, and whispered to Liu Yun, "Call Academician Jiang and ask him to approve the leave."

Liu Yun cast his gaze along the rearview mirror and nodded respectfully: "Okay boss."