Outright Favoritism Chapter 182: : In your life, I want it

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"Yan Ye, why do you think I am afraid? I am afraid of you, or the gun in your hand?"

This question made Shang Yu's eyes seem to be covered with a layer of gray, thicker than the night.

He deceived forward, his eyes were not bottomed, and the birds said coldly: "The man in front of you killed people at the age of twelve, with countless lives in his hand. He is not a good person, and he is with him. , It’s a journey through hell. If you don’t pay attention, you will die. Li Qiao, are you really afraid of it?"

Shang Yu's voice is deep and slow, and every sentence is full of wild and untamable killing.

Under the rain curtain, Li Qiao was obscured by the rain.

Besides the ear, the man is analyzing each word.

She closed her eyes to relieve the discomfort of her eyes, and opened them again in a flash, the color in her eyes remained firm as before.

Li Qiao said: "Master Yan, I never said that I like good people, nor did I say that I am a good person."

What is the definition of good or bad?

People say that the man she likes, even if he is a messenger of hell, she is willing to be in the middle of him.

If Li Qiao approached Shang Yu with curiosity from the beginning, then at this moment, she can be sure that she was moved by him.

She doesn't know how deep and true it is.

But the only thing Li Qiao knew was that everything she saw tonight still couldn't shake her determination.

She likes Shang Yu, whether she feels upset, or she has been planning for a long time.

The first time she liked someone, Li Qiao wanted a clear result.

At this time, the overwhelming rain swept through everything in the valley.

The blood on the ground was mixed with mud, exuding a strong **** smell.

Shang Yu gradually loosened Li Qiao's hand.

The rain is pouring, his hair is dripping with water, the fabric on his shoulders fits the texture, and his handsome face is pressed down, his voice is dumb: "Really not afraid? Do you know that once this road goes down, you won't have The opportunity is turning back."

The woman he wants to discuss is bound to be unique and unique.

If you can't give him a firm promise, you shouldn't disturb his peace.

Li Qiao's face is full of rain, but she can't hide the exquisite elegance of her eyebrows and eyes.

She moved the palm of her hand to the man's shoulder, her fingers tightened slightly, her eyes were moisturized, and her tone was slightly arrogant: "Master Yan, I like to walk all the way to the dark and never look back."

This man who washes her soul, this man who makes her feel happy in every way, even if he steps on hell, that is the reflection of heaven in her eyes.

Li Qiao's emotional bursts were all at this moment, majestic and fierce, without concealment, no contrition.

She confessed her heart, confessed her love, and waited for him to respond or refuse.

Even if Shang Yu is hard-hearted, it is impossible to remain indifferent.

What's more, he is already happy with Li Qiao.

At this moment, Shang Yu looked at her deeply, and held her in his arms for the next second, very tight, wishing to carve her into his bones.

His Adam’s apple keeps rolling, and when he bows his head, his thin lips pressed against her ears, and he murmured in a moving, muted voice: "Good girl, don't want to run away in this life, I want it for your life."

Shang Shaoyan wants her, and only wants her.

Hearing the sound, Li Qiao smiled in his arms, then slowly raised her head to meet his eyes.

He was soaked, his cold eyes wet with rain, but burning with flames, stroking Li Qiao’s cheeks, and pressed a kiss on her forehead: "Let’s go home."

Shang Yu took her hand and walked to the helicopter in the rain.

All the temptations, all the entanglements, in her unavoidable look, all vanished.

It turned out that the girl who disturbed his situation never thought of retreating.