Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 601 Are you afraid that I will hurt you again?

  Shang Yu's inner self-blame, how cautious he is at the moment.

  Don't dare to touch or look.

  Those traces are all his ‘criminal evidence’ in his eyes.

  At this time, Li Qiao did not wait for Shang Yu's answer, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man behind her.

  The dark and dark eyes are intertwined, and his beautiful outline is gray and silent, and all the expressions that shouldn't appear on his face are different at the moment.

  Li Qiao licked the corners of her dry lips, took his hand, and dragged him onto the bed with little strength, "Sleep with me."

  The tone can be said to be very firm.

  Shang Yu did not refuse, and lay down on his side almost obediently, but Li Qiao's dark eyes were tightly locked.

  Aren’t you afraid that I will hurt you again?

  This sentence lingered on his lips, and wanted to ask it several times, but it was too late to speak out.

  Until--

  Li Qiao opened the quilt to cover him, grabbed his shirt and dragged it into the bed, and finally put his arm on the pillow, and a series of movements flowed like water, naturally.

  Finally enough toss, she also sighed a little, hugged his waist, raised her head and kissed the man's angular jaw, and then closed her eyes to sleep.

  From the beginning to the end, the closeness and trust she showed was the same as usual.

  There was no defense, no dislike, even if the shirt on his body still smelled of blood and dust, Li Qiao still habitually leaned in his arms.

  Shang Yu closed his eyes, and the frequency of the sliding of his Adam's apple was completely messed up.

  His arms that have not fallen for a long time are finally put on her shoulders through the thin quilt, and lightly patted her to sleep.

  The morning sun rises from the east, and the two people on the dormitory bed have their foreheads against each other and sleep deeply.

  ……

   Near noon, Li Qiao woke up.

  The tentacles beside the bed are slightly cool, and there is no Shang Yu in the shabby dormitory.

  She sat up and moved her muscles and bones twice. Except for a faint pain in the side of her waist, other injuries were basically negligible.

  The medicine Achang took yesterday is a special effect medicine for physical recovery that has been stored in the poor kiln.

   was also made by her and Xia Laowu back then, but I don’t know if it has expired.

  Li Qiao looked down at her palm. She was still alive anyway, she just couldn't eat anyone.

  Not long after, Li Qiao simply took a shower. She stood in the bathroom and tilted her head to look at her side waist injury. The bruise was very serious, including a lot of bruises on her arms and legs.

  She curled her mouth, didn't care, put on her clothes, opened the small cloth bag and poured out a few pills from it, and went out after eating.

  A helicopter is parked near the playground outside the dormitory building.

  There is a cumbersome sign on the fuselage, which looks like a vase from a distance and like a ghost symbol at a close up.

  Li Qiao took a few casual glances, and after a flash of light, she saw two tall and tall figures near the office building not far away.

  Li San was the first to see her, frowned, and whispered at a distance, "Why aren't you lying on the bed?"

  Li Qiao walked over in no hurry, and when Shang Yu turned and looked back, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "When did you get up?"

  Ignored Li San: "..."

  Shang Yu looked at her, raised his foot and walked over.

  Under the sun, the tall man stood in front of her, blocking the setting sun above her head.

  He looked at the cyan fingerprints on her chin, and pressed his thin lips. "It's less than ten o'clock."

  Li Qiao naturally took his hand and frowned, “Why don’t you get up so early, why don’t you sleep longer?”

  He moved his hands at the market last night, and returned to the factory to suffer from illness again, which can be called physical and mental torture.

  No matter how good your physical fitness is, you can’t hold it.

  The man curled the corners of his lips and smoothed the wrinkles in her eyebrows with his fingertips, "Not tired."

  Li Qiao squinted at him, with a wound on his face that hadn't been scabled, walked openly in front of Li San, and asked the helicopter, "Whose is that?"

  Li three clipped cigarettes to his lips, Yu Guang swept Shang Yu, "You ask Shaoyan."

  Li Qiao raised her eyebrows in amazement, before speaking, three assistants, Wei Lang and Nan Yu filed out behind the office building.

how to say.

   When they saw Li Qiao, each of them looked at her with an indescribable expression.

  Admiration? Admire? In awe?

  Li Qiao can’t understand.

  At lunchtime, several people sat in the office and had a simple meal.

  Li San holds the chopsticks in his hand, and keeps his eyes on Shang Yu and Li Qiao’s bodies, "Leave in the afternoon?"

   "Hmm." The man answered.

  Li Qiao was slightly surprised, turned her head and asked, "Where to go?"

  Back to Nanyang?

  "Heal the wound." Shang Yu handed her a bowl of bone soup, and saw her doubts, his palm rested on her head and rubbed it, "Heal the wound before returning to Nanyang."

  Li Qiao said ‘oh’, and took the soup and sipped it.

  At this time, Nan Yu was eating ribs, with no image at all. She took out a napkin and wiped her hands. She raised her head and asked, "Honey, who bit your shoulder?"

  Shang Yu's hand holding the dish paused on the plate, and the joints were slightly white.

   Li San saw his sudden change of expression and faintly guessed a possibility.

  And Li Qiao, the person involved, was still sipping the bone soup unhurriedly, and took the time to answer, "Dan Min."

  Nan Yu sneered clearly, "I knew it must be her, narrow-minded, too innocent. Is there something on her leg?"

  Otherwise, it is impossible to kick the pretty side waist to a bone crack.

   "Well, there is iron in the knee pads."

  Nan Yu wanted to slap the table with great indignation. Before his hand reached the table, a piece of ribs was stuffed in his mouth.

  Li San looked at the ribs in her mouth and licked the corner of her mouth, "Eat your meal."

  ……

  At two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Qiao and his party were about to leave the factory.

  Before departure, she went back to the dormitory, put the documents and medals and medicine bags Bai Yan gave her in the briefcase, and then went out.

  Not long, she slowly swayed out of the door, and a few bodyguards crouching together smoking a cigarette in the corner.

   Their words attracted Li Qiao's attention.

   "What does it mean that the underground boxing gym is destroyed by...?"

   "I heard that it seems that I can't afford to lose money, so I can't afford it."

  "How is it done?"

"It is said that the boxing gym lost a game. In addition to the amount paid by the audience, the boxing gym also needs to pay out more than 10 billion to the betting people. As a result, they can't get the money, so they are given the whole stadium That's it, now it's estimated that the gym has changed hands."

  Li Qiao continued to pace forward, the bodyguard behind her still sighed with emotion about the extermination of the boxing gym.

In front of   , Shang Yu's figure came into view.

  She blinked, walked forward and dropped the briefcase onto the seat of the helicopter, turned her head to look at him, and whispered: "Has the boxing gym been taken?"

  At this time, the man puts one hand into the bag, his handsome face is indifferent and expensive, "Well, what?"

  Li Qiao bent down and got into the cabin. After sitting firmly, she touched her forehead thoughtfully, "Have you got the principal?"

  Front row guard Lang and the three assistants in the back seat: "..."

  Ms. Li, shouldn’t your focus be how the boxing gym was taken away?

  (End of this chapter)