Outright Favoritism Chapter 14: : Do you know Shaoyan Shang?

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As if, Li Qiao didn't want to discuss too much about Shang Lu's retirement.

A baby kiss from unknown origins, but it was in the middle of her arms to return.

At this time, Li Cheng is nestled in the high-back computer chair, with Erlang's legs tilted up, his posture is elegant and clear, especially his lazy appearance, which is exactly the same as Li Qiao.

He held his chin slightly, his sturdy cheeks with a petting smile, "Don't want to say?"

Li Qiao looked up at him and threw the pistol back into his arms. She leaned back and sat on the corner of the bed with her hands behind her, her expression indifferent: "Yeah."

Probably only in front of San Ge Li Cheng, some of Li Qiao's true emotions will naturally emerge.

Li Cheng squinted his dark eyes, his eyes hidden ruthlessly, "Then let's not say, the grievances suffered by him, the third brother will get you back."

Li Qiao sat on the bed and kicked her toes, her eyes fell on the black windbreaker behind the chair, but the black figure of another person appeared in her mind.

She felt restless between her eyebrows, and asked slowly: "Is it tired to come back from the border?"

"Not tired, what do you want to do?" Li Cheng has always been bottomless to indulge Li Qiao.

Seeing this, Li Qiao’s eyes, which are always inattentive, like gauze in the fog, are instantly scorched with a few different kinds of heat, "Old rules?"

"No problem, let's go!"

Li Cheng stood up as he said, rubbing his generous palm on Li Qiao's head, and then the brothers and sisters went directly to the parking lot.

About five minutes later, two Ferrari supercars drove out of the gate of Li's house.

The smooth lines of the body cut through the twilight dusk, and the roar of the motor seems to be able to shield all the troubles in the world.

……

At seven o'clock in the evening, Bolan Shooting Hall.

Li Qiao wearing goggles and earplugs, standing in front of the independent shooting platform, a black shooting suit set her skin white as snow, her hair tied into a ponytail hanging behind her head, her temperament is cold and sass Samui.

It seems that only when standing on the shooting range will Li Qiao's loose body disappear.

She looked down at the civilian pistol on the table, and squeezed it with the handle of the gun. Both the weight and the feel were incomparable with those made by the third brother.

Li Qiao took the magazine and assembled it skillfully. In the next second, he straightened his arm at the front target and fired three shots.

Two shots with ten rings, one shot with eight rings.

For this achievement, Li Qiao squinted her eyes a little dissatisfied.

She moved her wrist and fired several shots at the bullseye again.

The huge impulse of the bullet flying out of the magazine, with the crackling sound that cut through the air, resounded almost continuously in the private shooting gallery.

In less than an hour, Li Qiao shot a hundred rounds, until the tiger's mouth became numb, she dropped her pistol expressionlessly, held the shooting platform with one hand, rubbed her forehead, her voice was deep and dumb: "Stop playing..."

Li Cheng always sat on the lounge chair behind her, with his slender legs stretched out, and the overlapping ankles shaking from time to time.

Hearing Li Qiao speak, he glanced at the recorder, licked his teeth, and smiled: "You played 23 eight rings, and this score is placed on the border, enough for you to die a hundred times. "

Li Cheng knows his sister very well. The results of this shooting tonight can only show one thing, her heart is not calm.

At this time, Li Qiao rubbed her forearm and turned to look at Li Cheng, with slight bloodshot eyes, "Li San, do you know Shang Shaoyan?"

She opened the door and asked, the light in the deer's eyes seemed to be shrouded in haze, and there was no trace of anger.

"Shang Shaoyan?" Li Cheng retracted his upper leg, leaning slightly on his knees, "Yanhuang Group?"

Li Qiao walked up to him, picked up the energy water on the table, took a sharp sip, raised an eyebrow and responded: "Yes, it's him, do you know?"