Chapter 973 You Protect Me

Chapter 973 You Protect Me

It's Yun Li.

Xia Siyu turned her head, her eyes slightly dazed.

The surrounding voices were very noisy, and she didn't notice that it was him beside her.

At this moment, seeing Yun Li snatch her cigarette and deliver it to her lips, Xia Siyu quickly looked away, her ears feeling a little hot.

Didn't he know that she had already smoked that cigarette?

Xia Siyu lowered her eyes complicatedly, then stood up, and deliberately distanced herself from Yun Li.

She came to the other side of Shen Qingye and sat on the ground, picked up the cigarette case on the ground and lit one by herself.

Xia Siyu's actions made the atmosphere of the scene a little stagnant.

She was deliberately avoiding Yun Li.

Shen Qingye looked around, didn't pay attention to these small details, he looked up regretfully, and murmured after a long time; "Is Xiao Laohui going to die?"

The five fell into silence.

There are some cruel words on the lips, but now I can't say them no matter what.

We have lived and died together for many years, no amount of hatred can erase the memories of the past.

But until now, there was nothing he could do.

...

After zero o'clock, the night became thicker like a inkstone, as if it was covered with a layer of haze.

The debris from the previous explosion has drifted away with the waves, leaving no trace in the water.

Zuo Xuan and Liu Yun led the team to clean up the aftermath. Within two hours, the Maine River returned to its former tranquility.

On the way back, He Chen looked at Yin Mo's dark red eyes, pursed his lips, and said indifferently, "I don't want to know how your mother got hurt?"

Yin Mo sat sideways beside the stretcher, took Yin's mother's hand and replied calmly, "Xiao Yehui was injured."

With his ankles across his knees, He Chen snorted lightly, "After watching the video he sent, what do you think?"

Yin Mo glanced at him, her voice was ethereal, "No matter how stupid I am, I won't be able to...distinguish right from wrong."

Indeed, on her way to the Maine River, she received a video email.

That video happened to be the conversation between Xiao Yehui and Li Qiao on the deck.

At this moment, He Chen's long and narrow eyes were full of scrutiny, and he swung his toes sideways, "It's best if you think so."

Yin Mo pursed her lips, looked back at Yin's mother's face, and explained lightly, "My mother will come to Myanmar this time, and it was arranged by Qiaoqiao. I won't be ignorant."

"So that's how it is." He Chen's quiet brows and eyes regained a bit of frivolity.

Yin Mo could hear the playfulness in his tone, and a trace of injury flashed in his eyes, "You have been following me recently, just to spy on me, right?"

She knew that she had a criminal record, but she had never done anything to hurt Li Qiao.

But once something goes wrong, they seem to habitually speculate on her and doubt her.

Yin Mo lowered his head, inexplicably feeling that he had failed.

He Chen frowned subconsciously, "Me? Surveillance? You?"

Yin Mo met his eyes, and asked very seriously: "You admitted it?"

He Chen took a deep breath, licked his back molars, and turned his head to observe the medical equipment on the car, "Which one can take a brain CT?"

Yin Mo couldn't keep up with his train of thought, so he asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Did her mother hurt her head?

He Chen leaned back and looked at Yin Mo suspiciously, "I see if your brain is filled with water."

Still watching her? What a face.

...

The next day, light rain showered the entire Naypyidi capital.

On the second floor of the other courtyard, Li Qiao slept soundly.

Probably because she was too tired last night, she fell asleep in the man's arms before returning to the other hospital.

In the quiet and dark bedroom, the curtains are tightly closed, making the sound of raindrops beating on the window particularly crisp and pleasant.

Li Qiao frowned in a daze, and some senses became more and more awkward.

She opened her sleepy eyes, still a bit half dreamy and half awake.

Then, when she saw the scene in front of her clearly, she immediately regained her spirits.

Li Qiao subconsciously reached out to grab the quilt, her voice was hoarse after waking up, "What are you doing..."

Shang Yu was sitting by the bed, with a nightgown on his shoulders, his black eyes were focused.

The man didn't speak, but took the ointment and gently applied it to the back of her waist.

Li Qiao did not suffer any substantial damage, but there were three bruises on the back of her spine.

Moreover, the reason why she felt awkward was because... she didn't have any hair on her body.

Shang Yu's thin lips were tightly pressed, and his rough fingers evenly applied the ointment on her back. He didn't say a word, and Li Qiao didn't know what to do.

She hugged the quilt tightly in her arms and asked guiltily, "What time is it?"

The man returned silence.

Li Qiao: "..."

After applying the medicine, Shang Yu put the ointment on the bedside table, his tense jaw line relaxed a bit, and he whispered hoarsely, "Is this what you said you're all right?"

Li Qiao hugged the quilt and sat up with an innocent expression, "It's not that there is no blood..."

The man's breathing was heavy, his fingers climbed up her smooth back, and when he pressed lightly, Li Qiao hissed immediately.

Shang Yu's brows were clouded, and he clasped her side face with his palm, "This is a gunshot wound."

He never expected that Li Qiao would be shot.

The distribution and shape of the three bruises were obviously caused by gunshot wounds.

If she hadn't been wearing a bulletproof vest, those three shots would have been shot into her lungs.

Last night, she had been wearing his suit over her shoulders, cleverly covering the hole pierced through the back of the training suit.

At this time, Li Qiao moved her shoulders, and she really felt some discomfort in her back.

She secretly glanced at Shang Yu, hugged the quilt in her arms tightly, and said softly: "I'm wearing a bulletproof vest, so I'm sure..."

"Li Qiao." The man suddenly called her name in a low tone that made one's heart palpitate.

Li Qiao raised her head, looked straight into his eyebrows, and answered obediently, "Yes."

"This is the last time, I will let you act alone." Shang Yu was very imposing, his dark eyes filled with undeniable determination and domineering.

He touched her face, losing control of his strength, "One last time, do you understand?"

"Understood." Li Qiao nodded obediently, and then slipped into his arms, "Then I'll see you next."

Acting like a baby or something has been tried and tested.

What's more, in the dark bedroom, in the peaceful morning, she, who was not aware of anything, took the initiative to compromise and throw herself into her arms, the effect was almost doubled.

Sure enough, Shang Yu hooked her soft waist casually, looked down at the girl in his arms, his sharp eyes softened quickly, "Really?"

Li Qiao rubbed against his chest, covered the corner of her mouth and yawned, "Well, really. I didn't let you make a move last night because Seventh had to make a decision, and it wasn't appropriate for you to make a move. I will do what I have to do Now, it's up to you to protect me."

Shang Yu's heart suddenly shrank into a ball.

Because of her sentence: You protect me instead.

The man wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, and kissed her forehead with his thin lips, "What you say is what you say."

"Of course." Li Qiao unconsciously drew circles on Shang Yu's chest, "I brought Xiao Yehui back to stimulate Xiao Hongdao. He has lost control of his two sons one after another, so he will definitely lose his composure."