Outright Favoritism Chapter 768: : You are a real dog

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At this time, Shi Luo smiled calmly, "What did I do for you?"

Li Qiao don't open her face, and clicked on her knee, "Really? Then you are really a bodhisattva."

"Then you call Sister Bodhisattva to let me listen."

For a woman like Shi Luo, you can never spy on her with ordinary thinking.

Although Li Qiao did not get a positive response, she also knew that she was innocent.

……

In the afternoon, the study room of the Royal Court.

In front of the sofa, He Chen's right leg was on his left knee, his bright leather shoes shook, "When will I return to China?"

"Something?" Shang Yu raised his eyelids, his dark eyes calm.

He Chen licked his teeth, sneered with his hands on the back of the sofa, "I can't ask if I'm okay?"

Feng Yi was leaning on the handrail irrelevantly, absent-mindedly wandering in vain.

He was thinking about a very important thing, Princess Margaret was actually going to marry Zellman.

What does she think?

In the presence of his first love on campus, openly dancing with Childman, the two seem to be concubine, are they all in her mind?

Suddenly, He Chen put down his leg and kicked Feng Yi's knee, "Are you asleep?"

Feng Yi tilted his lower body caught off guard, frowned and looked at the footprints on his trousers, dissatisfied: "Can you be a gentleman?"

"Tsk." He Chen raised his lips frivolously, "Do you not know what virtue is Laozi?"

Feng Yi was too lazy to care about him, so he dusted off the dust, "I will go home first to prevent them from suspicious."

Shang Yu glanced at him, didn't say much, continued to watch the phone message and occasionally responded.

He Chen smacked the tip of his tongue and unceremoniously exposed him: "It's the same whether you go home or not, didn't you have long been suspicious?!"

Feng Yi squinted at him, patted the wrinkles on his trousers, and arranged the cuffs, proudly picked up the coat and put it on his body, and walked out of the courtyard with his chest raised up.

He Chen squinted his eyes to look at his back, his eyes flickered, and his eyes were full of meaning.

Outside the door, Feng Yi was pacing thoughtfully, and almost bumped into the oncoming Shi Luo.

She was still holding a chocolate cone in her hand, but she didn't expect Feng Yi to walk without looking at the road. With a shake of her hand, the cone fell straight on the casual shoes.

Siluo: "?"

Feng Yi squinted his eyes on her feet, and asked casually: "Why does Margaret want to get married?"

Silo looked at him incredulously, then looked down at the dirty vamp, "Is Marguerite on my feet?"

Feng Yi regained his senses abruptly, his Adam's apple rolled, and a trace of embarrassment was drawn across the deep outline, "Sorry."

He took out the gentleman's standard handkerchief from his chest pocket and leaned over to clean the upper for her.

Siluo stomped her foot and backed away several steps, "Don't, I have no blessings."

The second young master, Earl William, the most gentleman of the British emperor, bent her over to polish her shoes. If the women who were thinking about spring knew about her, she wouldn't have to tear her?

Feng Yi was obviously not in the state, so he said sorry again, took the handkerchief and left.

The inexplicable Silo: "..."

Is he mad?

Silo stomped her feet in disgust, looked at the ice cream cone in her hand, and silently walked up the steps outside the hall.

At this moment, the phone in her trouser pocket rang, and she threw the egg roll into the trash can, took out a look, and smiled.

Suddenly there is a group chat on the WeChat page. Seven people, Li Qiao and Shang Yu are all in it.

She was just pulled in by Feng Yi, and the group name is a ghost-like symbol.

Siluo couldn't understand what it was, and before typing, Feng Yi took the lead in sending out the message.

British gentleman: @宗, to introduce, this is Miranda.

Silo's eyebrows brightened, and she moved two steps aside, leaning against the Roman column, intending to see what the wolfdog would say.

Last night he and He Chen did say that they would introduce her a wolf dog.

Recently, she has been following Shang Yu and Li Qiao, eating too much dog food is enough.

So last night through drinking, she frankly expressed her desire to fall in love.

I didn't expect these two goods to be quite convincing.

Siluo bent in front of her with one leg, ignoring the gradual drying stains on her shoes, holding her mobile phone and waiting with interest.

For the British Emperor in November, the temperature is definitely not comfortable.

So, five minutes later, the people chatting in the living room saw Silo sneezing upstairs, still mocking her mouth, "Everyone is not a human being, you are a real dog."

Li Qiao didn't understand, so, meeting Shang Yu's gaze, raised her eyebrows suspiciously.

The man lifted his thin lips, his eyes were gentle, "Look at what I do?"

Xia Siyu had a pillow in her arms, and when she asked Su Mo suspiciously, "Who does Sister Luo scold?"

Su Moshi turned the ring on his hand and said calmly: "Dog."

Only He Chen laughed so hard to himself.

Because of the WeChat group chat page, after Feng Yi introduced Shi Luo, the wolf dog replied after a full five minutes.

Zong: Oh.

No wonder Shiro cursed, shouldn't normal logic say ‘hello’ first?

The word Zong Zhan replied is a straight man.

……

At sunset, Xishan, the private underground cinema of the other courtyard.

Li Qiao leaned on Shang Yu's shoulders, her eyelids drooping, not knowing what she was thinking.

Su Moshi elbows on his knees, sitting across from them, solemnly said: "I suggest taking Li brother to the Medical League as soon as possible."

Li Qiao raised her head, her eyes were slightly cool, and she tilted her cheek, and asked Shang Yu, "When will our dad come?"

Shang Zonghai sent news from Wei Ang during the day, saying that something was delayed and he would come to the other hospital later.

"It's coming soon." The man crossed his legs, his expression was stern, and he said in a deep voice to Su Moshi, "How sure are you?"

Su Moshi frowned and shook his head, "It's hard to tell, but his response to illness does not seem to be a cold."

Shang Yu squinted deeply, the shadows floating in his eyes.

And Li Qiao's cheeks are also very cold, she swallowed her throat, and the final word was, "Then tomorrow, let's go to Mies Town together."

Su Moshi took a deep breath, and pretended to comfort himself with ease, "It's better to let him go for inspection than guessing, maybe it's me."

Li Qiao's expression remained unchanged, but her heart was a little heavy.

Last night at the small bar in the functional area, the lights were dim and the wine was blurred. She did not notice anything unusual in Yun Li.

Now think about it, his ruddy face may just be an illusion of the effect of alcohol.

……

Shang Zonghai arrived late at seven o'clock in the evening.

He seems to have just returned from some important occasion, and his dark gray Tang suit looks particularly solemn.

In the side of the hall, Shang Zonghai looked at Li Qiao with brows and gentle eyes, "Girl, are you still used to the British Emperor?"

Li Qiao regained her senses and nodded, "Very good."

Shang Zonghai took off his glasses and squeezed his eyebrows. "The British emperor is no better than his own home. You must pay attention to safety when you go out and walk around."

Li Qiao answered faintly, while Shang Yu raised his eyebrows, and asked in a low voice: "When will you go back?"

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"Just a few days, and leave after finishing the work." Shang Zonghai put on his glasses again, and once again covered the shrewd eyes.