Outright Favoritism

Chapter 292 Otherwise, what do you think I am going to do?

What this said.

Li Qiao's eyebrows beat, she lowered her head and rubbed her forehead without speaking.

Shang Yu raised his hand to hook her waist, gently pulled the person into his arms, looked down, and smiled in a calm voice, "Otherwise, what do you think I am going to do?"

Li Qiao's forehead knocked on his chest, sniffing the clear and confusing aura on his body, his hands couldn't help crossing his sturdy waistline and clinging tightly, burying his face in his arms, in a dull tone, " How would I know."

The lights are dim and the figures overlap.

Shang Yu's broad chest and strong arms are like the safest habitat in the middle of the night.

Li Qiao rubbed against his shirt, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

"Go change clothes."

Shang Yu pushed her shoulders apart, pushing his palms forward to signal Li Qiao.

She slowly opened the closet door beside the bed, and when she turned her head, she saw Shang Yu already pacing outside the door.

The layout of the experimental dormitory is simple, and there is no independent cloakroom.

Seeing him leave, Li Qiao stretched her eyebrows and secretly relieved.

Putting on her pajamas, she briefly washed, and no man was seen in the room again.

Maybe it's gone.

Li Qiao opened the quilt and lay back on the bed, looking at the ceiling above her head, closing her eyes, her deep thoughts gradually becoming blurred.

With a "click", there was a noise from the door of the dormitory.

Li Qiao woke up, propped up her waist and glanced in the direction of the door. In the dim light, Shang Yu's tall and straight figure came slowly.

She has sleepy eyes, and her expression is a little dazed.

She didn't smell a smell of tobacco until the man came to the bedside and leaned slightly.

It turned out to be out smoking.

Li Qiao lay down again, covering half of her face with a quilt, only showing the red deer eyes.

Shang Yu's dry palms caressed her forehead, her thin lips pressed, her tone was low, "Go to sleep."

Are you really here to coax her to sleep?

Li Qiao's eyes flickered, her fingers gripped the quilt, and then she closed her eyes.

Three seconds later, she suddenly raised her hand to open the quilt, moved her inside, and closed her eyes and asked, "Would you like to lie down for a while?"

On this day, he tossed with him, no matter how good his physique, he would inevitably be tired.

After Li Qiao finished speaking, she frowned without hearing anything, and opened her eyes to take a peek.

In his vision, Shang Yu smiled with one hand in his pocket and thin lips, watching her lift the quilt, his smile deepened.

After waiting for a while, Li Qiao's arm holding the quilt was also a little sour. Seeing Shang Yu standing still, she put her hand down angrily.

However, the arm was suddenly held in the air, and as the bed sank, the black body got on the bed.

Shang Yu’s long legs overlapped on the side of the bed, his back leaning against the head of the bed, one hand resting on the back of her head, his well-structured arm passed under her neck, and Li Qiao was caught by him .

The two postures were too intimate, Shang Yu held her shoulders, patted her warm palms once and again, really coaxing her to sleep.

Li Qiao's breath was full of familiar tastes, faintly bewitching her mind.

She raised her head and slammed into the man's deep pupils.

Shang Yu glanced at Li Qiao's bloodshot eyes, and pressed down his handsome face inch by inch, his eyes filled with playfulness, "Aren't you sleepy?"

Li Qiao felt that there was something in his words, and closed his eyes, "sleepy."

There was a low laughter from the man's throat, and while he was holding her tightly, his hot breath came to his ears, jokingly: "If you don't want to sleep, you can consider doing something else."

Other things...

Li Qiao buried his face in his arms and muttered like a dream. Shang Yu looked down, but found that the girl had already fallen asleep...

(End of this chapter)