Outright Favoritism

Chapter 213 How is her calm?

Oh, it was discovered.

Li Qiao pursed the corner of her mouth and opened her eyes lazily in the man's arms.

At this time, she was held by Princess Shang Yu, her slender ankles folded together comfortably, her hands were wrapped around his shoulders, and she raised her eyebrows and smiled, "How did you find out?"

Shang Yu stood slowly, his deep eyes reflected the shadow of the lamp, sliding his apple, bowed his head in her ear and said hoarsely: "When I kissed you."

The little girl did fall asleep at first, but then he couldn't hide his itching and kissed twice, and the girl's thick eyelashes began to tremble.

I was probably pretending to sleep all the way from now on.

Li Qiao couldn't help but shrink her neck when she heard the whisper in his ear, her warm breath sprinkled on her sensitive cochlea.

She raised her eyebrows at the man, her eyes gradually stopped on his lips: "Master Yan, can't blame me for pretending to sleep, who let you... kiss me all the way."

She wanted to sleep, but the dense light kisses fell on her face from time to time.

At this time, Shang Yu listened to her accusation and caught her gaze resting on his lips. The corners of her lips were raised inadvertently, and his arms gradually tightened, "So what?"

"So..." Li Qiaokan looked away and looked at the man's eyes, then curled up and spread his fingertips on his shoulders, slowly moved from the back of his neck over the shirt to his side face, holding it, "I You have to come back and you can't suffer."

When the words fell, she took the initiative to move forward, and her soft lips pressed against the man's thin lips.

Li Qiao pecked lightly, seemingly inexperienced.

It was like a wildfire in the spring breeze, which instantly ignited a prairie fire.

Li Qiao didn't expect that a small move would cause Shang Yu's reaction.

The man tightened his arms abruptly, hugged her more tightly in his arms, grasped all the initiative in a flash, and drove straight into the city and grabbed the ground.

Standard French deep kiss.

This night, in front of the Nanyang Mansion, known as the Pearl of the Mountains, a man with a long back stood in the middle of the hall. The princess hugged a girl, and the two kissed deeply and passionately.

The bodyguards who occasionally passed by were stunned.

On the patrol, he can get a slap on the face with dog food, what a fuck!

...

After the kiss, the corners of Li Qiao's mouth were red and swollen, and she squatted on Shang Yu's shoulder with blurred eyes.

The man next to his ears breathed slightly, staring at her rosy cheeks, rubbing her skeletal jaw, adjusting his breath, and holding her back to the living room.

Anyway, for a short distance, the temperature between each other is still on the rise.

A few seconds later, Li Qiao got off the ground from the man's arms, pretending to be calm, walked to the sofa and took a seat. If it weren't for the soft ankle, she might not see anything abnormal.

At this moment, a black shadow fell from the top of her head, and Li Qiao immediately held her breath, leaning on the sofa and looking up erraticly.

A strong masculine aura rushed towards his face, faintly bewitching Li Qiao's reason.

That kiss came to my mind again.

Li Qiao subconsciously licked the cool corners of her mouth, and still did not speak, Shang Yu propped the back of the sofa chair with one hand, leaned over and wiped her lips with a warm thumb, "Have you eaten tonight?"

"Yeah, I forgot." Li Qiao was confused and stared at the man's lips, blurting out the inexplicable words.

After talking for two or three seconds, seeing more and more smiles condensed in the dark and deep eyes of the man, Li Qiao grabbed his forehead in annoyance, "No...I mean, I just forgot."

How is her calm? What about her self-sustainability? Where is the reason she is proud of?

　 Six more.

(End of this chapter)