Chapter 319 One of the Seven Frontier Sons

Chapter 319 One of the Seven Frontier Sons

At this situation, Li Qiao narrowed her eyes calmly.

She has known Shen Qingye for many years, and she has never seen him so polite to outsiders.

Li Qiao touched Shang Yu lightly, moved closer to him, and asked softly, "How do you know him?"

The man stared at her out of the corner of his eye, held a cigarette to his thin lips, took a breath, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you ask him?"

Li Qiao: "..."

Well, my boyfriend has a little mood.

Li Qiao pushed him with her shoulder again, curled her lips, "I want to hear from you."

Shen Qingye was indeed called by her, but the way this guy appeared was too exaggerated.

The intelligence dog back then was obviously very low-key.

I haven't seen you in a few years, so I might be irritated.

That's right, Shen Qingye, one of the seven frontier sons.

The most proficient skill is to obtain information, known as the intelligence dog.

Li Qiao always knew that there was a powerful intelligence department behind him, but she never knew it was Bureau Six.

The seven sons of the border have lived and died together for many years, but each of them has many secrets.

Don't ask the origin, don't ask the source, it's their tacit understanding.

At this time, Shen Qingye took a few puffs of cigarettes, and his turbulent emotions settled down a lot.

He raised his eyelids, looked at Li Qiao and Shang Yu talking and laughing in a low voice, his Adam's apple slipped twice, and he couldn't help kicking the coffee table with his leather shoes, "Do you think I don't exist?"

The water cup on the coffee table shook twice because of his kick, and the tea also splashed out.

Li Qiao raised her eyes, resisted the urge to kick the coffee table back, and looked at Shen Qingye expressionlessly.

Three seconds later, Shen Qingye raised his hands in surrender, "Okay, pretend I didn't say anything, you two continue."

Connivance, tolerance, tolerance.

Shen Qingye's attitude towards Li Qiao perfectly interpreted these words.

Shang Yu naturally also noticed that Shen Qingye's attitude towards Li Qiao was unusual.

He hooked his lips, and a faint light appeared in the depths of his eyes, "Your father, how are you doing recently?"

Hearing the sound, Shen Qingye subconsciously puffed up his chest, nodded like a junior answering a question, "Well, it's good. He was talking about drinking with you a while ago, but things are busy in the last six rounds, so he can't leave for the time being." open."

Shen Qingye's father was the founder of Bureau Six.

It's all clear here.

Li Qiao knew Shen Qingye, the second in command of the Sixth Bureau, and Shang Yu knew the leader of the Sixth Bureau?

Huo Mang in the distance couldn't help swallowing, pinching the edge of the table with his fingers, a little dazed, a little panicked.

These years, Shaoyan is not in Parma, but his power has developed to this extent?

Fortunately, they are friends rather than enemies.

A man who can have a drink with the leader of the Sixth Bureau, his intelligence information is probably unmatched.

And the one who was hit the hardest was probably He Xi.

Obviously not long ago she claimed that she was acquainted with the people in the sixth bureau, but the scene in front of her undoubtedly slapped her hard in the face.

Because the little white master she was familiar with didn't even dare to breathe in front of Shen Qingye.

The egret of the sixth inning, who had a high status before and behind, was as quiet as a quail at this time.

Did they miss Shaoyan's girlfriend, or did they have other hidden secrets?

In the sofa rest area, Shen Qingye responded politely to Shang Yu, and it was not difficult to hear a little respect in his words.

Shang Yu leaned over to light a cigarette, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Shen Qingye for a moment, seeing his smiling eyes constantly looking at Li Qiao, the man paused, and directly poked the remaining half of the cigarette into the ashtray.

He stretched the collar of his shirt, put down his legs and stood up, holding Li Qiao's wrist with his dry palm, and said as he walked, "Excuse me."

Shen Qingye opened his mouth, but without saying a word, he watched Shang Yu pull Li Qiao out of the private banquet hall.

A man with a small belly.

If you excuse me, I will excuse you, why did you take Li Qiao away?

Shen Qingye snorted, leaned back into the sofa, and began to smoke heavily.

Li Qiao has a boyfriend, which he didn't expect.

Even... what was more unexpected was the identity of that man.

Nanyang merchant Shaoyan had a close personal relationship with his father.

All the intelligence information of the Sixth Bureau, which has been established for many years, is unconditionally open to Shang Shaoyan.

This status made him a myth in the sixth round.

Shen Qingye will always remember his father's warning to him: In this world, don't mess with Nanyang Shang Shaoyan.

But if you can make friends with him, there will be no harm at all.

Think of Shen Qingye's father, who was a special division chief trained by the MI6 organization of the British Empire. After quitting the organization, he personally founded the Sixth Bureau, which enjoys a high reputation in the black market.

Shang Shaoyan was able to be the only guest in the sixth game, this honor made Shen Qingye extremely jealous of him.

Fuck.

Why Shang Shaoyan!

...

Outside the door of the private banquet hall, Shang Yu led Li Qiao in strides towards the themed private room next door for guests to rest.

The man pushed the door and entered, and the warm and dreamy layout of the room came into view instantly.

Lavender light strips surround the ceiling skylight, and the viewing balcony can still see the last ray of sunset outside the hotel.

This is the supporting facility of the private banquet pavilion. If the guest is drunk, he can sleep in the private room.

At this moment, Li Qiao was dragged in by Shang Yu.

She was amazed by the beautiful lighting effect in the private room, and only took two steps forward, the door behind her was closed, and her whole body was pressed against the door panel.

In the next second, eyes dimmed, and a passionate kiss struck.

More fierce than every time, more urgent than every time.

As if with a force of destruction, it seemed to swallow her alive.

Li Qiao didn't have any defenses, her chin was lifted by his tiger's mouth, and her whole body was pressed between the door panel and the man in a dilemma.

After the kiss, Li Qiao's lips were unsurprisingly swollen.

Sour and numb.

She opened her little deer eyes and looked at the man, soaked in the wet light, making his throat tighten.

Shang Yu supported the door panel behind her head with one hand, his bottomless eyes narrowed dangerously, and he pinched Li Qiao's chin, his gaze fixed on her lips.

"You... um..."

Li Qiao wanted to speak, but her lips were grabbed again.

Fine.

The boyfriend is a little out of control and she has to coax him.

So, Li Qiao wrapped her arms around his shoulders, rubbed her warm palm up and down his back, comforting him like a hair.

After a while, her lips were finally free.

Li Qiao smacked the tip of her tongue, completely numb.

She raised her head and opened the distance, with Wanzi's head pressed against the door panel, her fingers climbed up the collar of his shirt and pulled it, and said faintly: "My mouth hurts..."

The implication is, don't kiss, or it will break again.

Shang Yu looked down at her, squinted his eyes, raised her face, licked her lips lightly, and said hoarsely, "Old acquaintance?"

Oh, it's about Shen Qingye.

Li Qiao pursed her sore lips, nodded, and said bluntly, "I know you at the border. We have seven brothers and sisters, and he is the third child."

People gave it the nickname Intelligence Dog.

Shen Qingye, the intelligence dog sitting in a private banquet hall smoking a cigarette: "..."

Shang Yu looked at Li Qiao's handsome face, and his Adam's apple kept slipping, "A few years ago... the seven frontier sons who have been active on the border?"

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Master Yan knows?"

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Today, countless people urged the update, so I will talk about the update again.

[Published on time at 0:00 every day, 3 chapters and 6000 words. 】

Chapters don't mean anything. In fact, I can also split them up and publish 6 chapters. The number of words is still 6000 words.

Because I have to go to work during the day, I can only write at night.

6,000 word updates per day is my current maximum update guarantee. If I have time, I will indeed write more, so... I will add more on the weekend... It's too difficult...