Outright Favoritism

Chapter 432 As long as you like it, it's all yours

When he bumped into Shang Yu and others, Huo Ming quickly threw his hands away, his eyes fell on Tang Yiting with no warmth, and signaled her not to talk nonsense.

Tang Yiting snorted coldly, completely ignoring Huo Ming's warning, and walked towards Li Qiao when she saw Li Qiao, "Qiao Qiao."

After just two steps, Li Qiao said hello without expression, "Hello."

Tang Yiting stood there abruptly, pointing her nose back, "What am I?"

Li Qiao calmly repeated, "Hello."

Tang Yiting, who doubts her life: "..."

She glanced at Shang Yu cautiously, and moved a step aside in a daze, "What's wrong with her?"

The man tilted his head to look at the girl in his arms, bending his thin lips, "Drunk."

Li Qiao raised her eyelids and raised her eyebrows, "Not drunk."

"Yeah, I'm not drunk." Shang Yu responded with a petting cry, and put her cheeks in his arms, and circled her into the elevator.

Huo Ming pulled Tang Yiting and watched several drunks leave.

During the period, Liu Yun and others saw Huo Ming and nodded and greeted him, "Huo Er Shao."

...

After a while, the business car drove home.

Along the way, Shen Qingye hummed and sang out-of-tune lyrics, Xia Siyu finally emptied his phone and fell into a light sleep in the chair.

Li Qiao sat upright, with her right leg resting on her left leg, hands folded on her knees, a bit more indifferent than when she was awake.

only--

As soon as the car got on the main road, she faintly looked at the man who was arranging the cuffs on her side, and said sharply, "Come here."

These two words carry a hint of domineering strength.

Shang Yu paused and raised his thick eyebrows slightly.

The man rolled the cuffs over his forearm and leaned close to Li Qiao, his deep eyes were burning with fire, "Uncomfortable?"

Li Qiao didn't speak, but his eyes fell on his slightly pursed lips.

The next second, the little girl held his face in her hands, tilted her head and kissed him on the lips, not enough, and pecked several times.

Then, rubbing his lip line with his finger, looking at the man's eyes, he said two words, "It looks good."

She may not know what kind of appeal to Shang Yu's provocation while drunk.

Li Qiao is still Li Qiao, although her expression is very cold after being drunk, she is particularly gentle and active.

Even if only two words are spoken each time, it is enough to make a man's sanity overwhelming.

He breathed heavily, pressed the back of her head to her lips, didn't go deep, just pressed, and whispered, "It's yours."

As long as you like it, it's all yours.

Li Qiao was drunk and had no reason to speak of.

The demeanor is still not unusual.

It can only be said that she expresses all the feelings of Shang Yu that she has hidden in the subconscious for a long time in two words after being drunk.

Like his taste, like his thin lips, like calling him baby...

It also caused the ambiguity in this carriage to become a disaster, making people at a loss as to what to do.

...

After midnight, the commercial vehicle drove back to Nanyang Mansion.

Luo Yu went to settle in Xia Siyu, Mochizuki and Liuyun carried Shen Qingye to the guest room.

Faintly, there was a low sob in the air, and it was Shen Qingye who was whispering: "Pretty, I can't like you..."

Shang Yu probably didn't hear this. Liu Yun and Mochizuki's eyes met, and they covered his mouth in unison.

Mr. Shen, I'm sorry.

The strength of the hands of the two masters is not a joke.

So when Shen Qingye was dragged back to the guest room, he was almost suffocated.

...

The next day, seven o'clock in the morning.

Li Qiao woke up from sleep, and so was the wine.

Twenty minutes later, she swayed out of the master bedroom, her body did not feel uncomfortable after the rain, but the hangover caused her headache.

In so many years, it was the first time for her to drink a piece of alcohol, and she didn't even know how to come back.

At this moment, in the living room of the mansion, Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu, heads drooping, sat side by side silently like two quails.

Li Qiao walked over and took his seat quietly, and then the scene turned into three dull quails.

Shang Yu walked into the living room with a tall and straight figure and saw this picture.

Shen Qingye slumped on the far right side of the sofa without any image, Xia Siyu sat in the middle leaning on the back of the chair, holding the phone and wondering what he was thinking.

As for Li Qiao, leaning on the armrest of the sofa, rubbing her forehead, her eyes were clearly confused.

"Wake up?" The man stood near the sofa, reached out and touched Li Qiao's head, his tone was still low and sexy, but he seemed to be smiling again.

Li Qiao raised her head lazily. As far as she could see, there was a huge strawberry hickey on the left side of the man's shirt collar.

Li Qiao covered the upper half of her face, closed her eyes and sighed.

What did she do after drinking too much?

Not surprisingly, Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu saw the marks on Shang Yu's neck. They looked at Li Qiao, who was covering his face with one hand, silently pursing their lips and nodding.

I can't see that this kid is so wild.

...

After breakfast, Shen Qingye went back to the hospital. Xia Siyu had nothing to do, so she followed Luoyu out for a walk around the mansion.

This is Shang Shaoyan's territory, and he may not have the chance to come for the second time in his life.

In the living room, Li Qiao sipped green tea in her hand, and then glanced at Shang Yu, "You don't need to go to the company today?"

With a cigarette in his hand, the man spit out a mouthful of mist, curling his lips inexplicably, and said, "Well, heal."

Li Qiao rolled her throat, feeling inexplicably that the wound in his mouth seemed to be not a shoulder injury.

She put down the tea cup and was about to ask about last night when the phone rang on the coffee table.

Caller, Tang Yiting.

Li Qiao connected, and Tang Yiting's chilly words floated over in an instant, "Are you sober?"

"Ok."

Tang Yiting chuckled, "Oh, why didn't you tell me that you are all right?"

"What do you mean?" Why did she say hello to Tang Yiting?

Hearing the sound, Tang Yiting explained what happened last night in a few words. At the end, he hummed particularly uncomfortably, "You opened your mouth and said hello to me. I almost thought you had amnesia!"

Li Qiao closed her eyes and turned around, "Were you with Huo Ming last night?"

Tang Yiting screamed, "Who is with him, we just met in the entertainment city, we met, not together."

"Oh, got it."

Li Qiao didn't say much, after hearing her nonsense, rubbed her temples and hung up the phone.

She threw the phone on the coffee table, scratched her head, looked at the man, "I didn't tell you anything last night, did I?"

Shang Yu leaned over and lit a little soot, squinted at Li Qiao, and squinted deeply, "Don't remember?"

"Um... I can't remember." Li Qiao said nonsense. She can't remember clearly, but she has no impression.

The man raised his thick eyebrows knowingly, the faint smoke blurred his expression, "Then think slowly."

(End of this chapter)