Outright Favoritism Chapter 352: : No one is allowed to approach the private house tonight

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Actually, Shanglu doesn't hate Li Qiao, because he is a stranger, so he doesn't like it or hates it.

But every time he met, he would be afraid of their previous marriage contract, for fear of her entanglement.

At this moment, facing his series of soul tortures, Li Qiao couldn't be more disturbed, she turned her eyes faintly, and her eyes were dark without a trace of light.

She didn't speak yet, but the rain behind her suddenly said, "Boss."

Li Qiao's heart was hot, and she forcibly resisted the thought of turning around, then she retracted her gaze and continued to stare at the lake.

Who hasn't got any emotions yet.

Behind him, Shang Yu stood still in front of Shang Lu, glanced at Li Qiao with his back facing him, pursed his thin lips, and frowned at Shang Lu, "I'm back now? I don't know what day it is today. ?"

Shang Lu shrank his neck, said he knew, and then stretched out his hand to Li Qiao, "Brother, why is she here?"

"Remove your hand." The man looked at Shang Lu's index finger displeasedly, warned in a low voice, and added with a deep gaze, "That's your sister-in-law."

Shang Lu felt like he was struck by lightning.

Afterwards, he didn't know what was going on anyway, so he watched his eldest brother forcibly put his arms around Li Qiao's shoulders, and the two walked side by side to the backyard private house.

The breeze blew, making Phytolacca spine chill.

Vaguely he seemed to hear a low-pitched command, "Notify Zuo Xuan, no one is allowed to approach the private house tonight."

……

On the way back, Li Qiao said nothing.

The man next to him was full of alcohol, and the hand holding her shoulder was very hot, and he could feel the hot temperature across the fabric.

The two returned to the private house, stepped on the arch bridge, across the garden? Entering the door, Shang Yu dragged her straight upstairs.

"Wait."

Li Qiao stood at the top of the stairs, pulled off his shirt, and then leaned forward to sniff him carefully? "Are you injured?"

He has a strong smell of alcohol? But he can't hide the smell of blood.

Shang Yu withdrew his long legs up the stairs? His dark red eyes fixed on Li Qiao for an instant.

His fingers crawled on her cheeks and rubbed them, her voice was hoarse and hoarse? "Are you worried?"

"Of course it will." Li Qiao sullen her face? Her heart was blocked with a layer of cotton wool and breathless, "Let me see."

She stretched out her hand, but he walked away sideways? The sliding Adam’s apple lost his former calm? "Don't want to see me hurt?"

Is this nonsense?

Li Qiao nodded? Seeing this? Shang Yu's thin lips lightly? It's just that the smile doesn't reach the bottom of his eyes? He said, "Me too."

I also don't want to see you hurt.

The man turned around and stepped upstairs. Until then, Li Qiao looked at his back and found a blood trail snaking down under his forearm.

Sure enough, he was injured.

Li Qiao did not hesitate, and quickly followed him upstairs.

No moment? She found Shang Yu in the master bedroom.

A **** silk bed? He is lying half-lying against the head of the bed? A black suit almost blends with the bed.

The slender legs are folded over the ankles? The right arm is bent over the forehead. In the shadowy light, the man half-closes his eyes? Breathing is a bit heavy.

He seems to be drunk.

If you are injured, alcohol will speed up blood circulation.

Thinking of this, Li Qiao stepped forward and pulled up his left arm. As soon as his finger touched his cuff that was turned over, there was a feeling of dampness.

Li Qiao frowned, rolled up his sleeves again, and finally saw that there was indeed a wound on the outside of his upper arm.

Not serious, three centimeters, if you look carefully, it should be a bullet scratch.

Li Qiao looked for a long while, curled her fingers, sighed, and walked out to find him a medicine box.