Outright Favoritism Chapter 397: : There is no need to undress for waist injury

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The man looked at her for an instant, perhaps because the night was too dark, or the light was too beautiful, the corners of her eyes and brows were cold, but she was more charming like a little woman.

And this look, she has only shown it in front of him.

Thinking about this, Shang Yu slowly put down the medicine bottle in his hand, leaning forward on the back of the sofa with his arms bent, and using warm fingers to lift her chin, pressing down her handsome face, and covering her lips directly.

He kissed deeply and fiercely.

Probably the distance was a little far away, when he kissed deeply, he fished her and put it directly on his long leg.

Li Qiao has a slender figure, but she is definitely not thin.

As soon as the kiss was over, the man still did not let go of her, his forehead pressed against her cheek, and a slightly dumb voice sounded in her ears, "No one will come to disturb you tonight."

Li Qiao drooped her eyelids and pressed the corners of her hot and humid mouth. She seemed to have heard something else...

"Boyfriend, I'm hurt!" She leaned back slightly and moved away from each other, reminding her by pulling her fingers by the collar.

Shang Yu pecked her lips, her eyes deep and scorching, "So, take off your clothes and give you medicine."

Li Qiao stared at him, not believing such nonsense.

She leaned her body in his arms and lifted the hem of the T-shirt with her fingers, "I think... you don't need to undress for a back injury."

The man looked at her little movement, and a deep smile flicked across his eyes.

He put his arm around Li Qiao, and picked up the medicine bottle from the table in the other. As he looked down, his handsome face instantly sank.

There is a large bruise finger print on her left waist, which looks like it was caused by someone pinching the soft flesh of the waist.

Damn He Chen.

He hadn't forgotten that when he returned to the casino lounge on his original way, he walked in and saw He Chen clasping her, with the bare palm of her hand pinched at the position of her left waist.

Shang Yu didn't move for a long while, Li Qiao blinked, and turned to see the man's gloomy eyebrows filled with unpleasantness and hostility.

She didn't know what kind of waist injury, but it was a little bit painful, she looked down and couldn't help but tuck the corners of her mouth, "Your brother has a lot of hands."

It seems to be a good fighter.

Shang Yu's thin lips tightened, and he took the ointment to her without saying a word, but the tight outline of his cheeks didn't relax at all.

The cool ointment was smeared on the waist by the man's fingers, which relieved the soreness.

She sighed silently, and just sat in his arms, tilting her body to let him massage.

Then, I don't know when, the T-shirt was lifted to the shoulder.

Li Qiao: "..."

After applying the ointment, the man tidied the corners of her clothes, put his arms around her shoulders and pressed the person in his arms.

Some of the original thoughts completely disappeared when she saw her waist injury.

Shang Yu's handsome face is tight, and his voice is low: "Before the injury is healed, don't go to the laboratory."

Li Qiao leaned on his chest and chuckled, "How can it be so serious."

Shang Yu's palm fell on top of her head, and his dark eyes looked at the opposite wall, without saying anything, just holding her like that.

Li Qiao blinked, and sat motionless in his arms, her body slightly stiff, because something poked her thigh.

It's past midnight, and no sound can be heard in the quiet and cozy living room.

The man stopped talking, and patted her back with his generous palm, as if he was coaxing her to sleep.

After a while, Li Qiao did fall asleep drowsily on his shoulder.

Shang Yu noticed the gradually relaxed body in his arms and the sound of even breathing. He looked down at her quiet sleeping face, sighed and cupped her face, and dropped a tight, light kiss.

……

The next morning, before nine o'clock in the morning, Li Qiaoyou woke up.

The light in the master bedroom is very dark, and the bed next to it is empty.

She stretched out her hand and touched it. It was a bit cold, and Shang Yu probably got up early.

Li Qiao hugged the quilt for a while, and then slowly went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Twenty minutes later, she walked out of the master bedroom refreshed, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the man stepping on the ground and the sunlight gradually came.

Shang Yu put his hand in his pocket, walked to her and stroked her waist, his eyes lingered on Li Qiao's face, "Does it hurt?"

She shook her head and said it was better, and then asked quietly: "Are you not going to the company today?"

"Go now. The lab has asked for leave for you. If you want to go out, call Luoyu." Shang Yu hugged her and walked downstairs, instructing in a calm voice.

Li Qiao answered, and the two came to the underground restaurant. As soon as they sat down, the man's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the screen, and when he answered the answer, He Chen's anger came from inside, "Shang Shaoyan, are you **** shameless? You arranged the trouble at my casino last night?"

Li Qiao's hand drank the porridge and couldn't help looking at the man opposite.

She didn't want to eavesdrop, but He Chen's voice was too loud.

Shang Yu noticed Li Qiao's gaze, raised his head to signal her to eat well, and then replied with a low voice: "It's me."

On the phone, He Chen took a deep breath, "Are you **** fine? Just as soon as the front foot is gone, you send someone to make trouble on the back foot, and you lose money to Lao Tzu."

Last night, a few gamblers rioted in Portuguese silver in the middle of the night, smashing three of his gaming tables and smashing two of the pillars at the entrance of the church.

It's been a long time since no one dared to make trouble on the Portuguese silver site.

He sent someone to do a round and found Shang Shaoyan's body.

He Chen was stunned.

At this time, Shang Yu leaned back in his chair, and replied in a low and cool tone: "The next time, it won't be as simple as making trouble."

He Chen hasn't figured out what he meant by this sentence, and the phone has been hung up.

Li Qiao took a bite of the fried egg, staring at Shang Yu, "You last night..."

"He hurt you." The man sliced ​​the toast slowly, with a nonchalant and nonchalant attitude.

Li Qiao rubbed her forehead and smiled without saying anything.

She can almost imagine He Chen jumping.

They are really good brothers who fell in love and killed each other.

……

After breakfast, Shang Yu went out to the company.

Li Qiao didn't stay in the mansion for a long time. He greeted the rain and drove to the hospital.

Yanhuang Private Hospital, Bailu returned to the hospital bed alone and looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Luo Yu knocked on the door and entered, he turned his face expressionlessly, saw Li Qiao behind her, and quickly sat up from the bed, "Miss Li."

Li Qiao came over without a hassle, looked at the egret back with his bandaged right hand, and pressed the corner of his mouth, "How is the injury?"

"It's okay, it's nothing serious."

Actually, I was pierced by a rusty iron nail, and there are signs of tetanus infection.

Otherwise... he won't be forced to stay in the hospital for treatment by the doctor.

For these, Bailu didn't want to say more in return. It was already a great kindness for Li Qiao to rescue him from He Chen, and she didn't want to add to her troubles.

Luo Yu put the fruit he brought on the bedside table, looked around, then bowed his head and said to Li Qiao: "Miss Li, you talk, I will go to the door to guard."