Outright Favoritism Chapter 719: : Apart from you, who can arrange for me?

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Achang turned the steering wheel and said with a serious face: "The old man has always been fine, except for rheumatism, there is no major problem."

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Li Qiao put his elbow on the car window, watching the field by the side of the road. After a while, he took out his mobile phone and made an overseas call.

Meng Jun, who was in Ida State, was surprised, "Is something wrong with me?"

Li Qiao was too lazy to greet, and she said, "Why did you break with the teacher in the first place?"

Meng Jun's breath sank, "Ask what is this? He said that he deceived his master and annihilated his ancestor, what else could be the reason."

The poor folk kilns have always been united, but Meng Jun is an outlier.

At this moment, Li Qiao touched her nails and stretched her tone of voice, "Are you saying it by yourself or let me check it?"

Meng Jun pushed his cheek with the tip of his tongue, picked up the cigarette case and walked out of the office.

His footsteps were heard clearly, and Li Qiao waited patiently without urging.

Not long after, Meng Jun lit a cigarette and stood alone in the activity room, speaking in a low voice, "There is no need to check it. I hate the training days every day to be nice, but I don’t want to be him when it’s ugly. Tool puppets. If this is to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor, then I have nothing to say."

Li Qiao pursed her lips, her eyebrows narrowed slightly, "Tool puppet?"

Meng Jun took a mouthful of cigarettes and said in a tone of voice: "You may not feel it. After all, you are young and the old man loves you the most. He has never given you a task. There are some things you don't know.

In those few years we were training on the surface, but in fact, he was always sent out for tasks from time to time. It's okay once or twice, do you think other people can't see it after a long time?

We are a group of people who were raised in his hands to do things for him. He is not a compassionate philanthropist. Most of the people in the poor kiln are his confidants. If you say he is just an ordinary old man, who believes it? "

Li Qiao really doesn't know these things.

She thought for a while, and asked in a low voice: "What mission did you have?"

Meng Jun was silent for a moment, then sighed after a while, "Every time we are sent to find or grab something, sometimes it's an auction, sometimes it's an intelligence station..."

Speaking of this, Meng Jun was silent for a few seconds, and he laughed and said: "It seems that he really loves you the most. He has never given you a mission and has taught you all day whether he is afraid that there will be no successors, so Think of you as your successor?"

Li Qiao could not speak, because what Meng Jun said was true.

Now she has the patience and means, indeed from the teacher's teaching.

Li Qiao ended the conversation with Meng Jun, leaning on the back of her chair and her thoughts were chaotic.

She was in a daze with the illusion of being manipulated throughout her life.

The teacher who treated her meticulously, taught her all the capable enlighteners, and introduced her to the teacher of Prince Wu Lu, did he just want a successor?

She vaguely remembered that for so many years no one seemed to know who the teacher's name was.

Everyone calls him respectfully: old gentleman.

And he is also the person she respects most at the border, and his feelings are deeper than that of Qizi...

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Five hours later, Ah Chang drove back to Nanyang in an off-road vehicle.

Yancheng was originally a city near Nanyang, and when driving off the highway, it happened to be a villa area in the eastern suburbs.

Li Qiao came to Tangxiyuan Villa, which had been missing for a long time. Before entering, she looked sideways at Achang, "Go back to the border and help me bring a message to the teacher."

Achang nodded, "You said."

Li Qiao looked back at the door of the villa, "Tell him, I have seen Xiao Dingshan."

Achang frowned. Although he didn't know who Xiao Dingshan was, he nodded his head dutifully, "Okay, Miss Seven."

The off-road vehicle drove away, Li Qiao stood on the spot looking at the taillights of the car moving away, with an imperceptible smile on her lips, opened the code lock, and walked into the villa.

When night came, Li Qiao was sitting alone in the living room with her legs on the coffee table. The three cans of beer on the table were already empty.

She didn't turn on the lights, only the dim light from the dim floor lamp outside the courtyard leaked in.

From Parma's return to the news of Jing's family.

It's obviously only a day, but the timeline seems to be stretched long and long.

Li Qiao drank the beer one by one, the slightly cool liquid slid into her throat, and the surging emotion gradually cooled down.

At this moment, there was a sound of a car engine outside the villa.

Li Qiao didn't care, An Ran sat quietly and sorted out the clues in her mind.

The phone on the table rang, and the dim light came into her eyes. When she picked it up, she curled her lips together, "Are you finished?"

In the earpiece, the man’s magnetic, steady voice seems to calm his mind, "What are you doing?"

Li Qiao shook the beer can in her hand, "drinking."

"Myself?"

Li Qiao said ‘um’, leaning her head on the sofa, stretching her shoulders and eyebrows, showing a little fatigue.

Shang Yu smiled thinly on his lips, "Open the door."

Li Qiao took the phone from her ear, blinked, got up and hurried out of the room.

Outside the door, under the thick night, the man stood in place wearing a thin black shirt, with one hand in his pocket, slender body, deep eyes with a smile, and her Mercedes G was parked behind him.

In the cab, there are flowing clouds that act as a background board in front of your eyes.

Li Qiaoxin's head was hit by something, she looked down and smiled, and stepped forward and hugged Shang Yu.

The man encircled her waist, gently rubbing his palm on the back of her head, "I want to hide here to drink if I don't go home?"

Li Qiao was bored in Shang Yu's arms, sniffing his breath deeply, and after a while, she tiptoed and kissed him on the face, "Go into the room and say."

Liu Yun looked sideways at the closed door, lowered the window and lit a cigarette. He thought he might be sleeping in the car tonight.

In the living room, Li Qiao turned on the light, and the bright light made her squint uncomfortably.

Shang Yu has never been to Tangxi Garden Villa.

The light and extravagant simple dress style is in line with Li Qiao's consistent aesthetic.

The man sat down with a low waist and glanced over the coffee table. Seven or eight cans of beer, three of which had been squashed and left aside.

Li Qiao came to him, opened a bottle of beer and handed it to him, "I saw the Jing family in Tongliang County."

Shang Yu took the wine can, folded his legs and looked at her sideways, "Are you sure it's Jing family?"

Li Qiao shook her head and told all about Xiao Dingshan without any concealment.

At the end, she looked forward with a deep gaze, "The IP address points to the poor kiln, and the message can be delivered to Achang accurately and accurately, except for the teacher, I don’t do what he thinks."

At this moment, the man looked at her calm profile, leaned over to put down the beer, raised his arms and put her in his arms, "No matter who it is, no one can arrange you for things you don't want to do. "

Li Qiao leaned on his shoulder lazily, rolling her eyes, and jokingly said: "It doesn't matter what else, as long as you are not arranged for me."

Shang Yu lifted his thin lips, his throat overflowed with a thick laugh, "Except you, who can arrange for me, eh?"

Li Qiao raised her head to stare at him, her handsome face under the light was clearly defined and outstanding, and he was always there despite the disturbances of the outside world.

Wherever the love came, Li Qiao rarely took the initiative once.

She held half of the man's face in one hand, raised her head and pressed a kiss on his lips.