Chapter 472 Want to Regret the Marriage?

Chapter 472 Want to regret the marriage?

Li Qiao was stung in the heart by Shang Yu's words, his nose was full of his gushing breath.

She rubbed the man's forehead, put her arms around his thin waist, raised her head and said, "I've been busy all this time, haven't I?"

Being busy is indeed a good excuse.

Taking advantage of the dim light in the living room, Shang Yu sized up Li Qiao, held her side face in his palm, and there was an indistinct playfulness hidden in his narrowed eyes, "Are you really just busy?"

"Of course." Li Qiao didn't want to continue this topic, so she took his arm and turned back to the living room, "Did uncle tell you when he will give me the other twenty pages of translation documents?"

The man looked down at her right hand calmly, and hooked his thin lips, "Are you in a hurry?"

When the two sat down, Li Qiao leaned on the sofa and folded her legs, turned her head and raised her eyebrows and said, "No hurry, I'll just ask."

At this time, the dim light in the living room blurred each other's outlines, and the beautiful tones made people feel at ease, but at the same time made everything in front of them less clear.

Shang Yu looked sideways slowly, and his thin lips raised a meaningful arc.

He bent his slender legs, took out a cigarette and lit it, thin and faint smoke swirled around, "Like this kind of light?"

Li Qiao raised her head and looked up, "Well, it's very warm."

The man stopped smoking, stared at her serious expression, the curve of his lips became more obvious, and his voice was hoarse, "Come here."

In fact, the distance between the two is not far, Li Qiao moved to his side, put her right hand on the side of her leg carefully and pressed the sofa, "What's wrong?"

Shang Yu's deep eyes fell on her face impartially, holding a cigarette in one hand, and lifted Li Qiao's chin with the other, "Let me see..."

"Oh, then look." Li Qiao looked at him openly, probably with two things in mind, so she didn't hear his voice.

The man leaned over and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, pressed down his handsome face, his clear breath smelled of tobacco, and he continued what he hadn't finished saying, "My girlfriend started hiding from me after she got engaged, because she wanted to Repent or hide something from me?"

Li Qiao who was still letting him look at her face openly: "..."

This man is really sensitive to the bone.

Li Qiao blinked, and calmly pressed her chin on his fingers, "Why should I hide from you, I'm really busy."

The man pursed his thin lips, and sucked her lips closer together, his voice was deep and joking, "Are you sure you don't want to regret the marriage?"

Li Qiao looked directly at his dark brows and eyes through the light orange light, bent her lips and joked, "I want to regret the marriage, will you let me?"

"You can only think about it." Shang Yu squeezed her chin and shook her, his arms hooked her shoulders and pulled her into his arms, bent over to pick up the unfinished half of a cigarette, and sipped lightly. He took a sip, "Are you tired of working in the research institute?"

Li Qiao pressed her forehead against his sharp jaw, rubbed her fingertips, and said softly, "It's okay, it doesn't feel too big."

The man didn't speak for a while, but just looked down at her, and seemed to sigh silently, "The mansion is closer to the dormitory. If you get off work too late, you can come here to rest directly."

Shang Yu didn't bluntly ask Li Qiao to move in, instead he used this method to leave room for her.

Come whenever you want, and let her do whatever you want if you don't want to.

Li Qiao leaned halfway on his shoulder, her heart warmed up, and she blurted out a joke without thinking, "Then I may have to come and bother you often in the future."

In their current relationship, they have already done what a lover should do, and Li Qiao feels that there is no need to twitch.

Hearing the sound, the man tilted his head and kissed her on the brow, with a low voice and a mixed smile, "I'm waiting for you to bother me every day."

...

It was night, everything was silent, only a night light was on in the master bedroom.

The two people on the big bed breathed evenly and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Not long after, Li Qiao opened her eyelids, and in the dark room, only the night lights in the distance were emitting a hazy yellow light.

Leaning on Shang Yu's chest, she moved back slightly, opened a moderate distance, and slowly walked her eyes on him.

The wound on the man's left shoulder had scabbed over, and the gauze was no longer applied. His chest with clear texture was rising and falling slightly.

Li Qiao looked at his deep outline, and then looked at his arms unscrupulously.

There are no accessories such as watches on his body, and as usual, there are no extra items.

Maybe...the things he prepared for himself when he was sick did not need to be worn with him?

Li Qiao absolutely believed in this man's dominance and ruthlessness, whether it was towards others or towards herself.

Thinking of this, she unconsciously pursed her lips and sighed.

In the future, her medical research direction is bound to cross over to the spiritual field.

"Can't sleep?"

Just as Li Qiao was staring at the man's face in a daze, she uttered a few words in the quiet night with her slightly parted thin lips.

Shang Yu didn't even open his eyes, he put his arms around her and pressed her in his arms.

Li Qiao closed her eyes for an instant, and pretended to be asleep without speaking.

There was silence in the air for three seconds, and the man beside him suddenly turned over and pressed her under him, with his handsome face close to her ear, with a smile, he said in a low voice, "Since you can't sleep, why don't you do something else?" .”

"I can..." The two words just blurted out, and the rest was already stuck in his lips.

The quiet and deep night can always magnify people's senses infinitely.

Especially when the two of them shared the same bed with skin to skin, she soon felt that some emotional reactions from the man were ready to go.

Li Qiao's body froze, she pushed his shoulder, turned her face away, and got a chance to breathe, "It's late..."

She didn't refuse, but suddenly thought of what the psychiatrist said in the hospital that day.

Patients with mania sometimes have symptoms of hypersexuality, decreased sleep and tirelessness.

She hasn't started to study this kind of disease yet, so she doesn't know whether Shang Yu is really powerful or... the chain reaction caused by the disease.

At this time, Shang Yu held her earlobe, and his voice became hoarse several times, "Don't you miss me?"

Li Qiao took a deep breath, still struggling with the problems in her mind, but the man didn't give her much time to think, grabbed her red lips again, and kissed her fiercely.

Usually, how much he cared about Li Qiao was how fierce he was about this kind of thing.

It's been a long time since we haven't seen each other.

...

In the middle of the night, Li Qiao fell into a deep sleep.

The man sat on the edge of the bed in a nightgown, held her right hand and looked at her carefully.

After a while, he took out a green gourd medicine bottle from the bedside table, and applied it carefully and evenly on her wound.

He could pretend not to know about some things, but he couldn't just sit idly by.

He knew exactly what she was thinking.

Shang Yu pursed his thin lips and looked at Li Qiao's sleeping cheek, then leaned over to hold her face in his hands, and kissed her lightly.