Chapter 732

Chapter 732

Hearing the sound, Li San tightened his hands on the steering wheel, "She's busy."

Li Qiao caught the restlessness between Li San's brows and eyes through the rearview mirror, bent her lips, and leaned into Shang Yu's arms.

...

That afternoon, Li Qiao took Mo Jue back to the dormitory, and called A Chang, asking him to come to the factory after dark.

Outside the building, Shang Yu and Li San chatted while smoking, "How many days can you stay here this time?"

The man was wearing a black knee-length windbreaker and was holding his trouser pocket with one hand. His tall and straight figure formed a landscape of his own, "About two days."

Li San bit his cigarette at the corner of his mouth, twisted his neck with his hands on his hips, "I can't help you with Parma's affairs, don't be polite to me at the border."

Shang Yu met his eyes, pressed the corners of his mouth, and responded lightly, "Well, how is the factory recently?"

"It's not bad." Li San breathed out a puff of mist between his cigarettes, "With orders from your Parma military factory and Wenxi Island, there will be no problem in a short time."

The arms orders sent by Shang Yu and Jin Rong are enough to support the performance of the border factories for several years.

Even if the Hawley factory in Myanmar is still competing with him for business, it doesn't matter.

At this time, a compliment-like ridicule came from a distance, "Sister Nan, did you go on a blind date in such a good-looking dress?"

Li San followed the sound and cast his gaze, and saw Nan Hao walking down from the jeep wearing a fiery red dress.

It's no wonder some people ridiculed her, she is really good-looking, with protruding front and back, graceful and charming.

Especially her long hair, which was permed into big waves and draped over her left shoulder, looked like a walking fairy.

Li San swallowed hard, and took a big puff of cigarette, but couldn't suppress the itching in his throat.

So fucking good looking.

Nan Hao didn't notice Li San in the back left, shook his long hair, and walked into the office unhurriedly.

Li San's gaze moved with her, and he couldn't take it back for a long time.

Shang Yu, who was standing opposite him, raised the corners of his lips silently, took a cigarette and turned to enter the dormitory.

In the simply furnished dormitory, Li Qiao sat on a chair and listened to the phone.

When the door opened, she turned her head to look over, her eyes met the man's deep pupils, she put down the phone with a slight smile.

Xi Luo at the other end: "???"

At this time, Mo Jue was not in the room, and he didn't know where to go to hunt for novelties.

The man walked up to Li Qiao with steady steps, and rubbed her head twice with his palm, "When are you going to the poor kiln?"

"Wait until it gets dark." Li Qiao looked up at him, thought for a moment, and added, "The teacher may let us spend the night there."

"Afraid that I won't get used to it?" Shang Yu bent his fingers and stroked her side face, his slightly raised thin lips revealed a bit of tenderness.

Li Qiao lowered her eyes and said with a light smile, "Well, the conditions of the poor kilns are a bit crude."

Let Shang Yu live in a poor kiln, it is inevitable that he has been wronged.

The man lifted her jaw, forcing Li Qiao to raise her head, leaned over, and laughed in a haunting voice, "It's fine if you're here."

...

On the other side, Nan Yu returned to the office, kicked off the high heels on his feet without looking, walked to the sofa and lay down straight.

Tired, backache.

With her forearm resting on her forehead, Nan Hao tugged at the hem of her skirt twice, squinting her eyes and planning to sleep.

She went on this mission for a week and gained a lot, she thought she would report to Li San after waking up.

While half asleep and half awake, Nan Hao inexplicably felt a strong and unignorable gaze fall on him.

She was extremely tired, and was too lazy to open her eyes, so she simply turned over and faced the back of the sofa, babbled a few words in her sleep, and continued to sleep.

Li San's burning eyes fell on her snow-white thighs, and he licked his thin lips, feeling a little hot.

The long dress was as red as fire, and it was enchanting and gorgeous on her body.

The high-slit skirt design slipped off her legs as she turned over, with an exquisite waistline and curves.

Li San frowned impatiently, walked up to her, and pushed her shoulder.

Nan Yu didn't wake up.

Li San looked at her long legs again, took off his black coat after thinking for a while, and covered her body.

This woman will never know how attractive she is.

Li San sighed, wanted to walk but couldn't move his legs.

He took advantage of the situation and sat in the corner of the sofa, looking down at the sleeping woman, breathing lightly, accompanied by a faint fragrance that constantly bewitched his reason.

Hard to explode.

The more he looked at it, the more he couldn't help it, Li San didn't know what he was thinking, and his rough fingers just touched Nan Hao's face uncontrollably, the touch was smooth and soft, and he couldn't put it down.

Then, Nan Hao was woken up by him.

Nan Hao, who hadn't slept for two days, was very insane. He pushed away the troubled hands on his face, and opened his eyes sleepily. There was still confusion in his eyes, and he said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Li San didn't speak, just stared at her for a moment.

It's been a long time since he saw such a soft Nanzhuo, and after a while, he said hoarsely: "Go back to the room and sleep."

Nan Hao refused in a daze, "No, I can't walk."

Li San was wearing a hurdle vest, his chest heaved violently twice, and he said coaxingly, "I'll hug you."

Nan Hao remained silent, as if he had fallen asleep again.

Then, Li San's straight man's thinking mistakenly thought that she acquiesced to his proposal, no matter what happened, he bent down and hugged Nan Yu horizontally.

So soft and so fragrant.

The long skirt was dangling and swaying around Li San's arms, Nan Yu couldn't sleep well, twisted twice in his arms, and said in a very unfriendly tone, "Don't move."

Li San didn't move, looking down at her face buried in her chest, her mouth felt parched.

Especially the tube top style reveals a large area of ​​white softness.

In this way, Li San stopped and stopped, and finally carried Nan Yu into the lounge next door, looked at the single bed, but did not put her down for a long time.

Along the way, no matter how sleepy Nan Hao was, he was woken up by tossing.

She quietly opened her red eyes, leaned on Li San's shoulder, and squeezed her forehead, "Boss, why are you torturing me, can you let me have a good sleep?"

Li San looked down at Nan Yu, his voice lowered a few notches, "You call this tossing?"

"otherwise?"

Li San's eyes flashed a somewhat dangerous dark light, he raised the corners of his lips, and took a step forward, throwing Nan Yu on the bed, "This is called tossing."

Nan Hao was stunned, his long hair covered his face, he looked at Li San who was leaning over, and frowned, "What... um."

Li San immediately told Nan Qiao what tossing is with practical actions.

He squeezed Nan Yu's wrist with one hand and pressed it on the top of his head, and with the other hand, he pinched her chin and directly covered his lips, prying open her teeth and driving straight in.

Nan Hao struggled twice under him, probably because the aura of border bandits was too strong, and he softened after a while.

She didn't respond obviously, but the two kissed inseparably.

They like each other, how can they resist the temptation of each other.

The relationship that has been stalemate for a long time has a tendency to break the ice in the passionate kiss.

Then, Nan Hao fell asleep with his mouth half-opened.

Li San breathed heavily, pressed her to breathe slowly, pulled the quilt over her, narrowed his eyes, tilted his head and sucked hard on her slender neck.

Put a stamp on it to prevent this woman from waking up and denying her account.