Outright Favoritism

Chapter 299 is really a good girl

Even though she looked calm and unhurried, her palms...have already sweated.

At this moment, the black shirt on Shang Yu's body was completely opened, and the exposed muscle lines all showed sturdiness and charm.

In the enclosed car, the temperature is a bit hot.

Li Qiao frowned and swallowed, always feeling the elevator climbing too slow?

Just thinking about it, Shang Yu lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows before turning back and pressing the elevator button.

Oh, it's not that the elevator is slow, it's that you didn't press the floor at all.

Li Qiao lowered her head, rubbed her forehead with a sigh, she was in a trance.

In a blink of an eye, the elevator reached the third floor.

Shang Yu took her hand and walked into the huge cloakroom.

She stood at the door, looking at the closet surrounded by walls on three sides under the bright yellow light, with black clothing.

The only color is probably the various watches and pocket squares in the low cabinet in the middle.

Li Qiao glanced slightly, and when she looked for the man's figure again, her eyes stopped.

At this moment, he turned his back to her, and his shirt was also placed on the changing stool. The wide-shouldered body was particularly remarkable. The warm yellow light fell on his broad shoulders, which was plated with a layer of gold that was as confusing.

Li Qiaokan could not open her eyes, her eyes flickering. She had seen other men at the border, but they were not as impactful as Shang Yu.

Just a cursory scan, there seemed to be a scar on his back. Li Qiao moved her gaze back, thinking about taking another look, only to find that he had put on his shirt and walked towards her.

It's just that the buttons of the shirt are still open.

Li Qiao: "..."

It may be Fuzhi's soul. She saw such a scene without any hesitation, and went straight forward and fastened him with mother-of-pearl buttons.

Except for holding her breath and shaking her hands, Li Qiao looked no different.

After finally tying the button to the neckline, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Shang Yu lowered his head and looked at it, frowning his thick eyebrows, and snarled at the hem of the shirt, his voice magnetically speaking: "There is still."

Li Qiao's step back was stopped abruptly.

She opened her eyes and looked at Shang Yu, then looked down at the shirt. What he meant was... let her help tuck the hem into the belt?

Li Qiao's scalp almost exploded.

She stretched the hem of the shirt, smoothed the marks on it, and then raised her eyes solemnly, "This is pretty good."

When the words were over, Shang Yu smiled, and the thick laughter overflowing from his lips rushed into Li Qiao's ears, and the atmosphere became more and more weird and blurred.

He wrapped Li Qiao's waist with one hand, and with his foot twisted, he pressed the person on the glass closet and kissed her hard.

More emotions burst out in just a moment.

Shang Yu's hand got into the corner of his clothes, but he instantly felt the girl's figure tightened slightly, so he just rubbed her skin lightly and did not continue.

And the kiss did not last long, Shang Yu let go of her lips, bowed his head against her side face, his tone was very hoarse, with a hint of uncertainty, "Scared?"

Li Qiao was bored on his shoulders, gasping for breath. She looked down and found that she did not know when she pinched his wrist.

It may be a subconscious action, or it may be too nervous and confused, which made her a little confused.

After gradually calming down, many pictures flashed in Li Qiao's mind.

Her fingers tightened, and then gently rubbed the skin of the man's wrist, raised her head, and said with a lack of confidence: "Is that so, what's the fear?"

What this said is agile, but the voice is quite empty.

Shang Yu sucked on her earlobe, and after her breathing became steady, a piece of hot air sprinkled on her ears, "What a good girl."

While talking, the man retracted his hand, and put his arms around Li Qiao's belt through the clothes.

The idea of ​​wanting her is getting stronger and stronger, and the sudden thought may scare her.

Shang Yu embraced her and stroked her back with a generous palm.

It wasn't until he felt the body in his arms gradually relaxed that he rolled his Adam's apple and led her out of the cloakroom.

...

Five minutes later, Li Qiao sat alone in the living room holding a water glass, her eyes floating continuously.

Shang Yu didn't go downstairs, saying he went to the bathroom.

Li Qiao was lying on the sofa, her thoughts were a little confused, and the scenes just now appeared in her mind.

Up to this moment, she could still feel the tremor and heat of her waist skin being rubbed by him.

Hey, Lu Ji is over.

After a while, steady footsteps came from behind.

Li Qiao immediately sat up straight and looked back at the sound, the man's black body was already in front of him.

He stood behind the sofa with his hands on both sides, leaned over and looked at the girl's red eartips, stretched out his hand and flicked, "What are you thinking?"

Li Qiao's ears were very sensitive, and his hairs were all up when he flicked it like this.

She squeezed the water glass in her hand and moved to the front of the sofa, trying to get a safe distance.

The clear breath from his body hit his face, it was too stimulating to the senses, "Nothing, there is something in the laboratory, I have to go back."

After all, Li Qiao got up and left.

Shang Yu still stood behind the sofa chair, looking at her flustered and unknowing appearance, raised his lips and smiled, "My girlfriend wants to drive back with a water glass?"

The figure Li Qiao had just walked to the entrance of the living room stopped instantly.

She looked down at the cup in her hand, closed her eyes and sighed, and wiped her face.

Okay, the calmness is gone, the image is gone.

In this way, under the intentional guidance of Shang Yu, Li Qiao was completely chaotic.

After a while, the man walked up to her, took the water glass, turned and placed it on the coffee table, and then took her hand to the door, "Let's go, take you back to the laboratory."

"No, I can..."

Before the words finished, Shang Yu squeezed her finger, looked at her deeply, and asked intriguingly, "Sure?"

Her palms were all sweaty.

Obviously, she can't.

Li Qiao pulled her lips angrily and didn't say another word, letting Shang Yu lead her towards Yanhuang's motorcade.

And her Mercedes-Benz was handed over to Luo Yu to drive.

...

After half an hour, the car arrived at the experimental building.

Shang Yu glanced at Li Qiao lazily, sitting with folded legs clear and casual, with a mellow tone reminding him: "Remember to ask for leave."

Li Qiao looked back and nodded in response, "Well, I know. Then I'm leaving."

The man lowered his eyelashes, his eyes were more serious.

Before Li Qiaolin got out of the car, he leaned forward and took her into his arms, and kissed her on the cheek: "Go, wait for me tonight."

"Something tonight?" she asked inexplicably.

And Shang Yu looked at her deeply, with a playful expression, "Go to the hospital and sit down."

Li Qiao: "..."

She gave Shang Yu a look, then turned and got out of the car.

The man watched Li Qiao's figure, turned his head back and leaned on the back of the chair, and whispered to Liu Yun, "Call Academician Jiang and ask him to approve the leave."

Liu Yun cast his eyes along the rearview mirror, nodding respectfully: "Good boss."

(End of this chapter)