Outright Favoritism Chapter 362: : Remember to lock the door next time

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Forty minutes away, the convoy stopped downstairs at Yanhuang Private Hospital.

Before Li Qiao got out of the car, Shang Yu grabbed her arm, leaned forward to her, clasped the back of her head and sucked on her lips, "Call something."

"Yeah, I know." Li Qiao responded, leaning forward and pecking on the man's face, turning around and getting out of the car.

She took Pama's specialty dates from Luoyu and walked to the inpatient department unhurriedly.

Shang Yu sat in the car and watched her back, withdrawing his gaze, Jun Yan regained his usual high indifference, and said in a deep voice: "Leave a car for Luoyu."

……

On the other side, Li Qiao came to the senior ward area, stood in front of the room, knocked on the door, and then pushed in.

Then she regretted it.

She has knocked on the door, why would she still see Li San wearing a hospital gown pressing Nan Yu to the wall and kissing her fiercely?

Blue sky and white sun, is it suitable?

Of course, Li Qiao's reaction was very fast. She closed the door quickly, and finally reminded through the crack of the door, "Remember to lock the door next time."

In the ward, Li San and Nan Yu didn't react, they still maintained this posture——

Nan Yu's wrist was pinched and pressed against the wall, while her chin was clamped by Li San's vise, and she was forced to lift it up to bear his surging kiss.

Anyway, they have forgotten what the kiss is like, and now the two of them feel hot and **** annoying.

How come Qiaoqiao suddenly came back!

Nan Yu shook his head, struggling with his back against the wall a few times, staring at Li San, his eyes flushed, "Let go of me."

She has a slight ups and downs in her chest because of her anger. Even if she is angry, a coquettish beauty is amorous but she does not know it.

Li San's mouth is getting dry and dry.

He glanced at the closed door, raised his thin lips wickedly, and clenched Nan Yu's chin with his fingers, and said every word, "Tell me, who is good at kissing?"

Nan Yu feels embarrassed by this posture? She bent her knees calmly, trying to push him away, her mouth still plausible? "Boss? You can’t compare? His kissing skills are the best I have ever seen. Of."

Who is he? Li San didn't know, and Nan Yu didn't say.

However, Nan Yu stood on tiptoe but was too late to perform? Li San instead pressed down all her movements with his knees faster.

Afterwards? He raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Little trick, you forgot who taught you all the skills?"

Li San said as he rubbed her cheek with his fingers, his expression was visibly gloomy? "What I taught you? Did you deal with me?"

Nan Yu is angry? Eyes are getting red and red? "So what? Are you good at your skill? On a man? He is better than you."

Perhaps it was because of the concealed thoughts that were afraid of being discovered, so Nan Yu made up a non-existent person.

The occurrence of such an ‘accident’ between the two of them originated from a few minutes ago, Nan Yu threatened that Li San had never been in a relationship and didn’t understand a woman’s heart? He was a stunned boy who deserved to be alone.

Probably because of a complaint in the heart? So Nan Yu casually made up a man? It means that the other party is the most tender and considerate kissing partner she has ever seen.

These words? Not surprisingly, Li San was angered.

Maybe I want to prove my kissing skills, or maybe I've been planning for a long time.

Anyway, both of them had inexplicable feelings, and they kissed each other as soon as they came and went.

At this moment? Li San continued to use his hands, and the corners of his lips raised a cold smile, "Okay, Nanyu, you are really good."

At the end of the word, he suddenly removed all the restraints.

Nan Yu didn't check for a while, staggering, almost unable to stand firm.

She stood leaning on the wall, looked at Li San annoyed, and wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand.

It's just that the water stains from the kiss were a bit cold, but in Li San's eyes, it became an act of disgusting him.

Li San turned around and walked near the hospital bed, picked up the water cup on the table, and took a few sips of water.

The warm water slid along his chin to the Adam's apple, and finally wet the collar of the hospital gown.

After drinking the water, Li San smashed the cup on the table, not looking at Nan Yu, and stepped out of the ward.

Outside the corridor, Li Qiao was playing a game leaning on the window sill.

When she heard the door opening, she raised her eyes lazily, and saw Li San coming out with a dark face, teasing in surprise: "You are..." Desire and dissatisfaction?

Li San did not wait for her to finish speaking, and raised his chin toward the corridor, "Say downstairs."

Li Qiao twitched his lips and caught the peeping figure hidden in the door of the ward, which is undoubtedly Nan Yu.

So, she carried the date palm and threw it in, "Specialty."

……

In the back garden of the inpatient department, Li Qiao and Li San were sitting in front of the benches. Seeing him irritably took out a cigarette from the pocket of the hospital gown, held it in the corner of his mouth and bit twice, no matter how you look at it. Like desire and dissatisfaction.

Li Qiao touched the tip of her nose and suggested: "Would you like to go back and finish the work and then come down?"

Li San licked his cigarette, spit out white mist from the corner of his mouth, twisted his eyebrows slightly, "No need."

With less than half a cigarette, Li San calmed down a lot. He lit a little soot and asked, "When did you come back?"

Li Qiao raised her leg unhurriedly, "An hour ago."

Li San glanced at her, "You have a conscience."

"Called me to come to the hospital before, what's the matter?" Li Qiao asked quietly, looking at the garden in front of her.

Hearing this, Li San's Adam's apple tumbling, staring down at the cigarette in his hand, "What day tomorrow, haven't you forgotten it?"

Li Qiao's toes dangled suddenly, and she was silent for a few seconds before pursing her lips, "Well, Huizi's third anniversary."

"Do you want to go back to worship?"

"No." Li Qiao looked into the distance with a long gaze, "Nanyang has his clothing mound."

Li San took a deep look at Li Qiao, raised his hand and rubbed the short hair on top of his head, "Bo Tingxiao called me two days ago, and he asked me, when will you go back next time."

Bo Tingxiao, the captain of the Special Operation Team of the Burmese Army.

Li Qiao tapped her finger on her knee twice, and silently said, "There is a chance."

"Fine." Li San's thumb and index finger pinched the cigarette **** to the corner of his mouth and took the last bite, "Then I will return tomorrow."

Li Qiao glanced sideways at the bandage on the back of his head, "Is it a good injury?"

"It's okay. The poor people's kilns on the border are in serious turmoil. I'll go back and suppress it."

Seeing this, Li Qiao nodded clearly, her eyes flashed, and then asked, "You and Nanyu..."

Li San didn't lift it up in a single breath, and his throat was choked by the smoke.

He flicked the cigarette **** under the smoke-extinguishing pillar not far away, supported his forehead to catch his breath, opened his mouth, and came, "Nothing, just drilled."

Li Qiao looked at Li San slowly and playfully. Is she thinking she is stupid?

The border exercise, when do you still need to press on the wall to ask for a kiss?

"You go back and rest." Li San was uncomfortable when Li Qiao looked at him. He brushed the soot from his trouser legs, and then asked: "I was injured, don't tell my parents."