Chapter 432 As Long as You Like It, It's All Yours

Chapter 432 As long as you like it, it's all yours

When he bumped into Shang Yu and the others, Huo Ming quickly shook off his hand, his eyes fell on Tang Yiting without warmth, and motioned her not to talk nonsense.

Tang Yiting snorted coldly, completely ignored Huo Ming's warning, and walked towards Li Qiao as soon as she saw her, "Qiaoqiao."

After taking two steps, Li Qiao greeted her expressionlessly, "Hello."

Tang Yiting froze on the spot, pointing to her nose with her backhand, "What am I?"

Li Qiao calmly repeated, "Hello."

Tang Yiting doubted her life: "..."

She glanced at Shang Yu cautiously, and took a step aside in a daze, "What's wrong with her?"

The man turned his head to look at the girl in his arms, bent his thin lips, "Drunk."

Li Qiao raised her eyelids and raised her eyebrows, "I'm not drunk."

"Well, I'm not drunk." Shang Yu replied dotingly, pressed her cheek into his arms, and walked her into the elevator.

Huo Ming pulled Tang Yiting off, and watched the drunks leave.

During the period, Liu Yun and others saw Huo Ming, and they all nodded to him in greeting, "Second Young Master Huo."

...

After a while, the commercial vehicle drove back home.

Along the way, Shen Qingye hummed and sang out-of-key lyrics, Xia Siyu finally turned off the battery of her mobile phone, and fell into a light sleep in a chair.

Li Qiao sat upright, with her right leg crossed over her left, her hands folded on her knees, a little more indifferent than when she was sober.

only--

As soon as the car got on the main road, she looked quietly at the man beside her who was tidying up his cuffs, and said firmly, "Come here."

These two words carry a hint of domineering strength.

Shang Yu paused, his thick eyebrows slightly raised.

The man rolled up his cuffs to the top of his forearms, and leaned close to Li Qiao, with a burning fire in his deep eyes, "Uncomfortable?"

Li Qiao didn't speak, but her eyes fell on his slightly pursed thin lips.

In the next second, the little girl held his face in both hands, tilted her head and kissed him on the lips, one peck was not enough, so she pecked several times.

Then, rubbing the line of his lips with fingers, looking into the man's eyes, said two words, "It looks good."

She may not know what kind of attraction the teasing in a drunk state has for Shang Yu.

Li Qiao is still Li Qiao, although her drunken expression is very cold, but she is extraordinarily gentle and active.

Even just saying two words at a time is enough to overwhelm a man's reason.

He took a deep breath, pressed the back of her head and pressed her lips against her lips, didn't penetrate deeply, just pressed against her, and whispered hoarsely, "It's yours."

As long as you like it, it's all yours.

Li Qiao was drunk and had no sense at all.

He didn't do anything out of the ordinary with his fairly steady demeanor.

It can only be said that she expressed all her feelings about Shang Yu that had been hidden in her subconscious for a long time in two words after she was drunk.

Like his taste, like his thin lips, like calling him a baby...

It also made the carriage ambiguous and confusing.

...

After zero o'clock, the commercial vehicle drove back to Nanyang Mansion.

Luo Yu went to settle down for Xia Siyu, Wang Yue and Liu Yun carried Shen Qingye to the guest room.

Faintly, there was a low sob in the air, it was Shen Qingye who murmured: "Qiaoqiao, I can't like you anymore..."

Shang Yu may not have heard these words, Liuyun and Mochizuki met their eyes, and they both covered his mouth in unison.

Mr. Shen, I'm sorry.

The hand strength of the two old men is not a joke.

So much so that when Shen Qingye was dragged back to the guest room, he was almost suffocated to death.

...

The next day, seven in the morning.

Li Qiao woke up from sleep, and so did the wine.

Twenty minutes later, she shook out of the master bedroom. She didn't feel the discomfort after the cloud and rain, but the hangover gave her a headache.

In so many years, it was the first time she had drunk to pieces, and she didn't even know how she got back.

At this time, in the living room of the mansion, Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu sat side by side like two quails with their heads drooped.

Li Qiao walked over and sat down quietly, and then the scene turned into three silent quails.

Shang Yu walked into the living room with a tall and straight figure, and this was what he saw.

Shen Qingye sat slumped on the far right of the sofa without any image, and Xia Siyu sat in the middle leaning against the back of the chair, holding her mobile phone and wondering what she was thinking.

As for Li Qiao, she was leaning on the armrest of the sofa, rubbing her forehead constantly, with obvious confusion in her eyes.

"Are you awake?" The man stood still near the sofa, reached out and touched Li Qiao's head, his tone was still low and sexy, but he seemed to be smiling again.

Li Qiao raised her head lazily, and as far as her eyes could see, there was a huge strawberry hickey on the left side of the neckline of the man's shirt.

Li Qiao covered the upper half of her face, closed her eyes and sighed.

What did she do after drinking too much?

Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu were not surprised to see the marks on Shang Yu's neck, they looked at Li Qiao who was covering her face with one hand, silently pursed their lips and nodded.

Can't tell, this kid is so wild.

...

After breakfast, Shen Qingye went back to the hospital, Xia Siyu was fine, so she followed Luo Yu out and took a walk near the mansion.

This is Shang Shaoyan's territory, and there may not be a second chance in this life.

In the living room, Li Qiao was sipping green tea with her hands in her hands, she glanced at Shang Yu from the corner of her eye, "You don't have to go to the company today?"

With a cigarette in his hand, the man exhaled a puff of mist, pursed his lips in an unclear manner and said, "Well, recuperating."

Li Qiao rolled her throat, inexplicably feeling that the healing he was talking about did not seem to be a shoulder injury.

She put down her teacup and was about to ask about last night when the phone on the coffee table rang.

The caller is Tang Yiting.

When Li Qiao connected, Tang Yiting's chilly words floated over instantly, "Are you sober?"

"Um."

Tang Yiting chuckled, "Hey, why didn't you tell me you were okay?"

"What do you mean?" Why did she say hello to Tang Yiting?

Hearing the sound, Tang Yiting explained what happened last night in a few words, and at the end, she snorted uncomfortably, "Just open your mouth and say hello to me, I almost thought you lost your memory!"

Li Qiao closed her eyes and changed the subject, "You were with Huo Ming last night?"

Tang Yiting choked up, and yelled, "Who is with him? We just met in the entertainment city. We met, not together."

"Oh, I see."

Li Qiao didn't say much, and after hearing some nonsense from her, she rubbed her temples and hung up the phone.

She threw her phone on the coffee table, scratched her head, and looked at the man, "I didn't say anything to you last night, did I?"

Shang Yu leaned over to light a cigarette ash, looked sideways at Li Qiao, and narrowed his eyes deeply, "Don't remember?"

"Well... I can't remember clearly." Li Qiao made up a nonsense, she couldn't remember clearly, she had no memory at all.

The man raised his thick eyebrows knowingly, his expression was blurred by the faint smoke, "Then think slowly."