Chapter 483 Why Did You Let Him Hug You?

Chapter 483 Why did you let him hug you?

At 8:30 in the night, Li Qiao and Su Moshi were drinking and chatting near the viewing window of the executive lounge.

There were not many people in the lounge, and they gathered together in twos and threes to chat and laugh happily.

The atmosphere is not noisy, not noisy, accompanied by the elegant music played by the pianist, the dimly colored lounge is paved with a layer of gloomy blur.

At this time, Su Moshi was playing with a special gold-edged scalpel, and with his arms resting on the edge of the table, he sighed in surprise, "I'm really curious now, what does the man who can catch your eyes look like?"

Li Qiao leaned lazily on the back of the chair, her slender legs folded in front of her, "I'll see you at noon tomorrow."

She flicked her phone, looked down occasionally, and furrowed her brows calmly.

Half an hour ago, she sent Shang Yu a message, asking him to have dinner with Su Moshi at noon tomorrow.

But...he hasn't responded to the message until now.

Ten minutes later, Li Qiao wanted to call him, so she went to the bathroom with an excuse.

Su Moshi looked at her back with a smile in his eyes, then turned his gaze back to look out the window.

Are Nanyang merchants less developed?

He had heard of the name a little, but didn't understand it.

He has lived abroad all these years and pays little attention to domestic affairs.

However, the man who can be liked by Li Qiao is probably not bad.

After all... In those years at the border, there were so many people who pursued her, and she even refused Brother Xiao, how outstanding should this Shang Shaoyan be? !

...

Five minutes later, Li Qiao came back from the bathroom, her face still as calm as water, but Su Moshi still noticed the anxiety hidden in her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Li Qiao pursed her lips slightly and shook her head, "It's fine."

Su Moshi stared at her intently for a few seconds, then teased in a gentle voice: "Your boyfriend doesn't answer the phone?"

Li Qiao raised her eyelids and looked at him, she didn't answer, but she showed a tacit helplessness.

Su Moshi put away the scalpel, and tapped his knuckles on the table, "I really can't see that you are the aggressive type when you make a boyfriend!"

"You talk a lot of nonsense." Li Qiao glanced at him quietly, picked up the cocktail on the table and drank it down, then pushed back the chair and stood up, "Let's go."

Are you in a hurry?

Su Moshi couldn't help but laugh, and when the two walked out of the lounge side by side, he raised his hand and patted Li Qiao's head, "If a man doesn't answer the phone, there are usually only three possibilities.

Either busy, angry, or don't care.

Most of the time, the former is just an excuse. No matter how busy a man is, he can contact you anytime he wants.

As for being angry, it is necessary to find out the reason for his anger.

In the end, you should understand the meaning of not caring, and it can be extended to many, many possibilities.

So, which one is it? After confirming it, look for countermeasures, remember? "

Su Lao Si reminded Li Qiao in the tone of someone who had come here, and at the end, he added, "However, the first and third types of men are unlikely to make you fall in love with. Don't think too much. If you need help, Tell the fourth brother anytime.

Also, eat this, the newly developed anti-alcoholic medicine can quickly reduce the alcohol content in your body. "

Li Qiao pursed her lips and gave an 'um', took the tablet he handed over, opened the sugar coating and swallowed it directly.

...

It's night, Nanyang Mansion.

Li Qiao parked the car and went straight to the lobby.

In front of the door, Luo Yu was already waiting. Seeing her figure, she greeted her, "Miss Li."

"Is he there?" Li Qiao's voice was flat without any ups and downs, but her lips were slightly drawn, and she didn't look as calm as she appeared.

Luo Yu turned around and looked in the direction of the living room, nodded and said: "Yes, I have come out of the training room just now, and I am currently smoking in the living room."

"En." Li Qiao responded and walked past him.

In fact, Luo Yu didn't know what happened, but Li Qiao called her half an hour ago to ask her boss's movements.

At that time, they had just returned to the mansion from the company, and the boss was fine, but went to the training room by himself, and Luo Yu told Li Qiao the truth.

In the living room, as it approached, a smell of smoke wafted out along the flowing air.

Li Qiao's footsteps were very shallow, before approaching the hall, the man said two words in a hoarse voice, "Get out."

She kept walking, and the moment she appeared in the living room, she realized that the light was very dark.

This kind of brightness was specially lowered by her a few days ago to hide the injury on the back of her hand.

Right now, the man was lying flat on the sofa, still wearing a black shirt and trousers.

He bent one knee with one leg, and rested his right forearm on his forehead. His breathing was very clear and heavy in the quiet living room.

Li Qiao's heart tightened, her eyes glanced over the coffee table, and she easily saw his mobile phone on it.

She frowned, walked to the sofa, squatted down slowly, and lightly touched his chin with her cool fingers, "Why did you let me out?"

The man's breathing was heavy, and the frequency of his chest rising and falling also showed that he didn't seem very comfortable.

However, when he heard the sound, he stopped breathing for a second, and opened his eyes abruptly, and Li Qiao squatted beside him, looking at him with his head tilted.

It was probably because the light was too dim, and when it fell on her, it gave off a somewhat unreal hazy feeling.

The man closed his eyes and took a deep breath, raised his arm on his forehead, wrapped her shoulders in the next second, and pressed her directly to her chest.

He was very strong, and his breathing was still uncontrollably short after he calmed down.

Li Qiao was stuffed in the man's arms, sniffing his scent, her fingers cautiously traversing his arms.

Fortunately, no symptoms of muscle tension.

For a moment, she thought he was ill again.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few seconds, maybe a few minutes, Shang Yu's voice was hoarse, and warm breath was sprinkled in her ears, "Have you touched enough?"

Li Qiao who was still rubbing lightly on his arm: "..."

She raised her head from the man's arms, the two of them were close at hand, and the position of half lying on his chest was a bit uncomfortable.

Li Qiao struggled twice, straightened her waist and sat sideways on the sofa, just about to speak, Shang Yu hooked her waist again, with some force, she fell on the man's chest again.

This pose is unprecedented.

It's different from the intimacy in bed, and it's not the usual hug.

He was lying on his back and hugging her in his arms, the living room was brightly lit, the man embraced Li Qiao with his hands, his thin lips pressed against her forehead, his breath was gushing down, a little hot and a little irritable.

"Why don't you talk?"

The moment Shang Yu opened his mouth, Li Qiao's eardrums were shaken by the vibration of his chest.

She raised her head and rested her chin on the man's chest, "What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

The man's burning eyes melted into the dim yellow of the crystal lamp, his thumb touched Li Qiao's cheek, his eyes met, and he said, "Well, it's uncomfortable."

Li Qiao's eyebrows twitched, and she was about to get up from his arms, "Why..."

But as soon as he started to move, he was hugged back again.

Immediately afterwards, the man's gloomy and tense tone sounded, "Why did you let him hug you?"

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