Chapter 431 You Be Good

Chapter 431 You Be Good

At this time, Shang Yu walked up to Li Qiao with a tense silhouette, bent down and took her wine glass and beer.

Li Qiao put down her legs, looked at the man without blinking, her eyes followed his movements slowly, her expression was a little dazed: "You are here."

Shang Yu squinted his eyes quietly, and sat beside her, with his arms resting on the sofa behind her head, "Drunk?"

Li Qiao sat upright, folded her arms around her chest, looked at him and shook her head slowly, "Not drunk."

The man leaned close to her, and could easily smell the alcohol in her breath, and turned his head to look at the beer cans scattered on the coffee table, and any one he picked up was empty.

In my impression, Li Qiao drinks very well and has never been drunk.

There was a subtle smile in Shang Yu's eyes, "Are you sure? Who am I?"

At this moment, she still looked calm and indifferent. Except for her slow speech and soft tone, she couldn't tell whether she was drunk or not for a while.

Then--

"Baby." Li Qiao opened her red lips calmly and called him.

These two words have existed in their WeChat chat for a long time.

It was the first time she pronounced the words clearly.

Shang Yu's pupils shrank, and his heart fluttered slightly when he was teased by her baby.

He held her side face in his warm palm, his eyes were particularly deep in the dim light, "What do you call me?"

Li Qiao half-closed her eyes, pulled down his hand and held it tightly, "Baby."

Like drunk.

Shang Yu raised his thin lips lightly, and said in a coaxing deep voice, "Whose is it?"

Li Qiao's slightly cool fingers covered the back of his hand, and she replied solemnly: "Mine."

Shang Yu pursed his lips in understanding, with a serious expression, then turned his head to look at Liu Yun standing at the door, raised his chin, "Him?"

Li Qiao cast a glance over slowly, glanced up and down a few times, "Passerby."

Liu Yun, who inexplicably became a passerby: "..."

Shang Yu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his thin lips curled up slightly, he was indeed drunk, and he was the only one he knew.

The man glanced around, only to see a bottle of Jager lying on the sofa, obviously empty.

"Can you stand up?" He touched her hot cheek, which was slightly flushed in his drunkenness.

Li Qiao nodded without hesitation, "Yes."

Well, it's still two words.

Li Qiao leaned on the sofa and stood up, while Shang Yu raised his arms to protect her behind.

Although her figure wobbled, she was able to stand still.

After Li Qiao was drunk, she didn't make any noise, but was calmer and calmer than usual.

He couldn't even hear anything abnormal in his speech, except that he could only speak two words at a time.

Shang Yu looked up at her standing in front of her, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the unconscious Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu who kept poking the screen.

Then, a black shadow fell in front of him.

With one hand in her trouser pocket, Li Qiao leaned over and pinched the man's chin, breathing alcohol-like breath on his skin, "Look at me."

The two words were clearly spoken, and I was a little unhappy to listen carefully.

You said she was drunk, but her eyes were hazy and wet, but there was no sign of drunkenness at all.

You said she was not drunk, and her every move at this moment is very different from usual.

Extra soft, and a little naive...

Shang Yu lowered his eyelids, watching Li Qiao pinch his chin with two fingers, the curve of his thin lips gradually deepened, and he suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing her, "I'm not allowed to look at other people?"

"No." Li Qiao paused every word without even frowning. It can be said that she was very serious.

The man pressed his thin lips, held her cool little hand, and answered her calmly and dotingly, "Okay, then I won't watch it."

Li Qiao nodded, let go of his jaw, and touched his face, "Good boy."

Shang Yu pursed his lips into a smile, and through the dim light in the room, he could clearly see the reflection in Li Qiao's eyes.

It was focused and real, unabashedly trusting and possessive of him.

At this time, Liu Yun and the others were standing at the door, staring straight at Li Qiao's 'drunk and cute'.

For a cold and indifferent person like Miss Li, drinking will not change much.

But that kind of business-like and serious attitude seems to have a sharp contrast.

Shang Yu stood up, put his arms around her shoulders and brought her into his arms, "Go home, huh?"

Li Qiao half leaned on the man's right shoulder, blinked her watery eyes, "It smells so good."

Don't expect to hear more than two words from her tonight.

"Hungry?" The man looked at her face looking straight ahead, rubbed her head, and glanced at the coffee table again from the corner of his eye.

In addition to drinks, there is only a fruit platter that has hardly been touched.

Li Qiao moved her eyes slowly, and they fell on Shang Yu's face faintly. In the next second, she tiptoed and buried her whole face in his neck. She grabbed the shirt at his waist with her fingers and took a deep sniff, " It smells good."

Shang Yu, who reacted instantly: "..."

He turned around and hugged Li Qiao's waist, his Adam's apple slipped out of order again, and he said hoarsely, "Like it?"

Li Qiao kept rubbing against his skin with the tip of her nose, maybe she really liked the smell of him, took a deep breath, and said two words lightly, "I like it."

The man covered his eyelids, and also blocked the heat in his eyes. He pressed the back of her head with his palm and put it in his arms. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Go back and let you smell it enough."

Li Qiao raised her head from his embrace, and said concisely: "That's great."

The third assistant: "..."

Why do you feel that such an arrogant and confused Ms. Li is very cute?

Shang Yu looked down at her calm and self-sufficient expression, seemed to be pleased by her appearance, and a thick laughter overflowed from his throat.

The little girl also cherished the words like gold and popped out two words, "It sounds good."

The arc of smile on the man's lips gradually widened.

When they went out, Shang Yu walked in front with Li Qiao in his arms, and Wang Yue hobbled in the middle with Shen Qingye on his back.

And Luo Yu helped Xia Siyu, who kept poking the screen, to walk at the end.

The three of them together are a disaster.

Especially Xia Siyu, the battery of her mobile phone is almost dead, and she keeps poking and prodding.

Luo Yu sneaked a glance at her screen, saw her dial out and hang up, and caught the symbol of [heartbreak] without any surprise.

Maybe a love-hate ex-boyfriend?

Otherwise, why bother to make such harassing calls in the middle of the night, the other party is not crazy.

...

After a while, a group of people walked through the narrow and dark corridor, and just arrived near the elevator, when a quarrel came over.

"This is where you should come?" The man's cold tone sounded a little impatient.

The girl's crisp voice was filled with pride, "Why can't you come, Nanyang Entertainment City is opened by your family?"

"Don't think that you are Xiheng's cousin and I will be polite to you. Tang Yiting, this is the second time you have come to make trouble, and there will be a next time..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of footsteps behind him stopped the man's threatening words abruptly.

He looked back, and the moment he saw the other party, he was startled, "Brother."

Near the elevator, Huo Ming was holding Tang Yiting's wrist, and the two faced each other with very ugly expressions.

12 am.