Outright Favoritism

Chapter 412 I am naturally not an ordinary woman

Shang Yu's handsome face was covered with a cold gloom. He raised his hand again, his jaw stuck her jaw, and said every word, "Li Qiao, I never said that you are not qualified to stand by my side."

"Really?" Li Qiao looked at him, her voice clear and light, barely audible.

She was forced to look up at the man, still looking at him with admiring eyes, and then said something that made Shang Yu's breathing stagnate: "But your protection does not just prove that you think I am not qualified..." .

Before Li Qiao could say the last few words, she was blocked by Shang Yu's thin lips.

He kissed extremely fiercely, even with a hint of punishment.

Not gentle, not tight, and the strength of the bite exhausted the man's almost paranoid possessiveness.

Li Qiao did not dodge, nor did he act to cater to it.

Let the injured man do whatever he wants on her lips.

It wasn't until... the warm **** aura spread in each other's mouth, that Shang Yu's eyebrows jumped and he let go of her against her forehead.

The corner of Li Qiao's mouth was bleeding, and the scarlet trace seemed to stimulate the man's nerves.

He clasped Li Qiao's neck and pressed her firmly into his arms, holding her tightly with his hands, ignoring whether it would pull her injured shoulder.

He kissed the top of her head, his deep dark eyes were full of complicated gloom, and his voice was hoarse and hoarse, "I didn't mean to hide it from you, don't be angry, eh?"

Li Qiao sniffed the very familiar smell on his body, and wanted to push him away, but worried that it would aggravate his injury.

After holding him for a while, feeling the man's gradual relaxation strength, she withdrew from his arms almost without hesitation.

She raised her head to face Shang Yu's eyes, and the blood on the corners of her lips still reminded the man of what he had done.

Li Qiao pursed her mouth, the numb pain still made her without any extra expressions.

She looked at Shang Yu deeply, until Yu Guang saw the bleeding trails of the white gauze on his left shoulder, and the unobvious sadness disappeared from the bottom of his eyes.

She lowered her eyes, bent her lips, her voice was light and slow, as if a gust of wind could blow away, "You take care of your injuries, I'll go back to Chongcheng first."

Shang Yu, you really didn't intend to hide it from me, because you didn't want me to know at all.

In the end, Li Qiao could not say this sentence.

She didn't want to be too unreasonable to make trouble, and she couldn't figure out what the entanglement in her heart was because of.

The fall in love made her tired for the first time.

Is Shang Yu wrong? He is not wrong, it should be just a machismo who is at work, not wanting her to take risks.

Is she too hypocritical? It seems to be, and it does not seem to be.

If she was just a little-minded daughter, and she just needed to be a good girlfriend by Shang Yu's side, everything would seem much simpler.

After all, let me trouble myself.

Li Qiao closed her eyes wearily, and when she opened them again, Crimson faded for a few minutes. Looking at Shang Yu's extremely gloomy face, she turned and left without saying anything.

And this time, the man didn't stop her again.

It also seems that I didn't want to explain anything.

He still kept silent about how the injury came, who moved the hand, and what was the cause.

...

After Li Qiao left, Shang Yu stood alone in the corridor for a long, long time.

For a long time, the white gauze on his shoulder was completely dyed red, and for a long time, blood stained down his chest like a stream, and the man still did not leave.

He was injured, but also... he injured Li Qiao tonight.

The girl who had been held in pain by him had the corner of her mouth bitten by him.

It's anger, maybe it's mixed with other stuff that I don't want to talk about.

In short, this is the first time that Li Qiao has had a temper with him, and it is distressingly calm.

He would rather Li Qiao crying and questioning, than to see her forbearance under the calm.

...

Five minutes later, Shang Yu returned to the ward.

Shen Qingye stared at the screen of the phone with some helplessness, and did not raise his head even when he heard footsteps.

Mochizuki had just been peeping at the door to the movement outside the corridor. When he heard that Li Qiao was leaving, he tried to call her to explain, but... after the first hang up, there was no way to get through.

He suspected that he was blacked out.

And another man with an unfamiliar face frowned, smoking a cigarette calmly and indifferently, and glanced at Shang Yu's figure, and asked in a cold voice: "You didn't let Chenzi go to Chongcheng to guard her? Why are you still running? came back?"

This person, the third master of the capital of the Zong family, Zong Zhan.

Shang Yu didn't speak, sitting on the sofa with gloomy eyebrows, ignoring his bleeding wound, picked up the cigarette case and lit a cigarette.

He breathed out the mist, and the curling white smoke blurred the outline of his cold bird. It took a long time before he said to Liuyun on the side: "Let He Chen pick her up at the airport."

Liu Yun nodded and started to call when he walked to the corner of the ward.

Zong Zhan was born in the military, and his imposing manner is daunting.

He has a serious face, his eyes under his thick eyebrows are filled with a dark glow, he slowly folded his long legs, and sneered, "I heard Chenzi say a few days ago that you found a very interesting little girlfriend.

Today, it really made me admire me. It's just your **** sex. If something goes wrong, you don't tell others. If you change to another woman, you will cry and make trouble.

Her character is rare, she is more tolerant than ordinary women, and she looks quite sensible. "

Zong Zhan's evaluation made Shen Qingye glance at him dissatisfied.

However, Shang Yu sullen his face, leaned over and lit a little soot, "I am naturally not an ordinary woman."

Zong Zhan glanced at him, curled his lips and sneered, "Oh, it's really unusual to let you chase you out with the hurt.

I don't know what you think, just tell her that you were injured deliberately, so she will not run away by herself.

Mochizuki checked it out just now. She came back by a Huanxia business jet, so it's no wonder that she avoided all her eyeliners.

Your woman's background is not small, and you can ask Huanxia to come and help her! "

Shang Yu didn't say a word, and the two smoked half a cigarette quietly.

Zong Zhan raised his chin to the side of Mochizuki who continued to be stunned, "If you want your boss to bleed to death, you will continue to stand stupidly."

Mochizuki regained his senses abruptly, only then did he notice that half of Shang Yu's shoulders in his shirt had all been stained red with blood.

He **** and hurried out to find a doctor.

At this time, Zong Zhan used the corner of his mouth to blow away the smoke in front of him, and looked at Shang Yu, "I am coming to Nanyang this time, and I will return to the Imperial Capital after dealing with the marriage of Zongyue. You and the Xiao family, if necessary, speak as soon as possible."

"No need." The man threw out three words arrogantly, even if he was blurred by the smoke, but the thick anxiousness under his eyes could not be covered.

...

At the same time, at Chongcheng Airport, He Chen was sitting in the car and smoking a cigarette.

It was almost 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, and a notice came from Nanyang Airport that Li Qiao had re-boarded the plane.

(End of this chapter)