Chapter 565 Shang Yu Waited for Her for Five Hours

Chapter 565 Shang Yu Waited for Her for Five Hours

I don't know how long he has been waiting here, the car body is full of traces of rain.

Li Qiao rolled her throat, pulled the corners of her mouth, stepped forward and got into the co-pilot.

Inside the car, there was a strong smell of smoke.

Li Qiao glanced back to make sure there was no one in the back seat, then turned her head and looked at the man, "Why are you here?"

She didn't know in advance that Shang Yu would come.

Recently, she helped Song Laoliu with Mo Jue's affairs. She often left early and returned late, and fell asleep when she returned, as if she hadn't been alone with him for a long time.

At this time, Shang Yu turned on the overhead light, looked at the tiredness in Li Qiao's eyes, pursed her thin lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Tired?"

After all the dust settled, tiredness swept through his limbs and bones silently.

Li Qiao relaxed her nerves, leaned against the back of the chair and stretched her eyebrows, "A little bit."

The man didn't speak any more. He looked at her deeply for a moment, then started the car and drove out of the parking lot.

The car was very quiet, the driver's window was half-opened, and the night wind after the rain blew in, dispelling the strong smell of smoke with the damp moisture.

After a while, Li Qiao leaned sideways with her shoulders against the back of the chair, tilting her head to look at Shang Yu who was driving.

This is the first time, he drives and she rides.

The man looked ahead with a very focused expression, and he was steering the steering wheel with one hand from beginning to end.

He looks very deep when he doesn't speak, and the outline of his profile is clearly reflected in his eyes, but the slightly tense facial lines show that he is not so indifferent.

Li Qiao cleared her throat and took the initiative to break the silence, "When did you come?"

Shang Yu glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and curled his lips, "Why didn't you arrest people in the convention and exhibition center?"

Li Qiao's eyelids twitched, ignoring his question, and instead grasped another important point, "Did you go to the exhibition center?"

They started watching at the convention center at about eleven o'clock at night, and it was past one o'clock in the morning when Mojue appeared.

And now, at three thirty in the middle of the night.

If he's been here, does that mean he's been waiting for her for nearly five hours?

Li Qiao frowned, and an inexplicable sadness filled her heart.

At this time, Shang Yu suddenly turned the steering wheel and parked the car beside the green belt.

He lowered the window, and the breeze stirred the broken hair on his forehead.

The man picked up the cigarette case again, pinching the cigarette with two fingers, and the smoke overflowed from the corner of his mouth when he lit it.

Li Qiao looked at the pale white mist lingering around, which also blurred his brows and eyes.

She leaned forward, and her fingers climbed into the corners of his eyes, "Have you been waiting for me? Actually, you don't have to come here on purpose, I'll go back when I'm done..."

Shang Yu's Adam's apple heaved, and he took a few puffs of cigarettes before concentrating on Li Qiao.

A bit of unhappiness loomed in those eyes as deep as the sea of ​​ink.

He pursed his lips, but he still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and said in a low voice, "If I didn't come, I wouldn't know that you could stay busy until midnight on other people's affairs."

In fact, Shang Yu seldom gets angry in front of Li Qiao.

I don't know if it's the desire for monopoly or other reasons, but he really doesn't like Li Qiao's time being taken up by others.

One day is fine, two days is fine, but this has been going on for almost a week.

Probably similar to a kind of neglected unhappiness dominating his thinking.

At this time, Li Qiao listened to Shang Yu's hoarse and low voice, her heart tightened, and her fingertips curled up inadvertently. She has always been very precise in controlling Shang Yu's emotions. To his displeasure.

Looking back, she did neglect him recently because of Mo Jue's affairs.

It was not intentional, it was unintentional.

What's more, Li Qiao has always remembered what He Chen said, but she hasn't been able to create a sense of security for him. In the end, she snubbed him because of trivial matters.

She felt a little annoyed, so she immediately unbuckled her seat belt, got up a little, put her knees on the seat, threw herself forward, and sat sideways into the man's arms.

She threw herself into her arms unexpectedly, causing Shang Yu's clouded eyes to be surprised. Even though he was still suppressing his emotions, he still subconsciously hugged Li Qiao and fixed her on his lap.

Angry is angry, he has never been able to resist the closeness from her.

Fortunately, there is enough space in the carriage. Li Qiao leaned her back on the steering wheel, sat in Shang Yu's arms, and met his eyes. She held his side face with her cool palm, lowered her head, and pecked him twice on the lips. Next, "Angry?"

The man's eyes were bottomless, his thin lips curled up, and he asked deeply, "What do you think?"

Li Qiao knew she was wrong, her eyes flickered, she nodded kindly, "Well, I'm to blame this time."

The attitude of admitting mistakes can be said to be very sincere.

"What's your fault?" The man squinted his eyes, and unconsciously, his warm palm climbed up to her lower back and rubbed gently.

Li Qiao looked at him, touched his forehead with her forehead, and rubbed his cheek apologetically, "I ignored you."

And when she said this, she couldn't help but began to feel distressed.

Shang Yu, such a domineering man, sat in the car waiting for her for five hours, even though he was unhappy, he still tried his best to restrain himself.

Can you not feel bad!

At this moment, the man was leaning against the back of the chair, his tall and straight posture was casual and somewhat lazy.

He clamped Li Qiao's jaw, and said in a deep and slow tone, "Then how are you going to compensate me? Huh?"

Li Qiao thought hard for a few seconds, then kissed him on the cheek, "Listen to you, tell me, what compensation do you want?"

Shang Yu raised his thick eyebrows playfully, and his eyes fell on her lips thoughtfully, "Are you sure?"

Li Qiao said nothing.

Why did she think there was something in his words?

There was a moment of silence in the carriage. With a smile in his eyes, the man pinched the back of her head and sucked her lips hard, "Since it's to compensate me, then think for yourself."

After finishing speaking, he patted Li Qiao's lower back, his voice hoarse, "Go back and sit down."

Li Qiao was keenly aware of the man's reaction, glanced at him, then moved from his lap to the co-pilot silently.

On this quiet road in the dead of night, wouldn't it be a bad idea to shoot a gun?

Not long after, Shang Yu calmed down, pinched the cigarette in his hand, restarted the car and turned back to the mansion.

On the way home, no one spoke anymore. Li Qiao sat in the co-pilot with her arms crossed, frowning and sighing occasionally, immersed in the problem of how to make up for him.

And all her expressions at this moment are captured by the man. Her thoughts, her entanglements, her frowns and smiles, all kinds of emotions are all caused by him.

Shang Yu rolled his Adam's apple, soft waves appeared in the depths of his eyes, he especially liked this feeling caused by him.

...

After returning to the mansion, Li Qiao walked beside the man with her head muffled. It was already past four o'clock in the morning, and it rained at night, so the temperature in the mountains was unavoidably chilly.

After walking a few steps, her shoulders sank, and she was dragged into a warm and generous embrace, burning hot breath from her ears, "Is it cold?"

Li Qiao raised her head and looked at him, with hot feelings in her chest.

6000

The country owes me a business.