Outright Favoritism Chapter 186: : If you want to know in the future, you can ask me directly

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"Luo Yu told you?" Shang Yu closed the collar of his shirt, tilted his head to look at Li Qiao, his eyes deep.

Hearing this, Li Qiao is noncommittal, slowly raising her legs, her eyebrows and her eyebrows raised with a hint of publicity, "Don't care who told me, I know myself and the enemy."

Shang Yu stared at her deeply, with a faint smile on her thin lips, and squeezed her shoulders, with a hint of hoarse tone: "If you want to know in the future, you can just ask me."

Li Qiao looked at him suspiciously. The man who had just woke up had a trace of laziness between his eyebrows and eyes.

The original flat black shirt was dyed with a little folds, and the broken hair was blocking the forehead, which was wild and unruly, but it was also softer after healed.

Li Qiao flashed God, forcibly away from her eyes, jokingly said: "If you say that, then I have to make a list, after all, Ye Yan seems to have a lot of secrets."

For example, the dark hall, such as Pama, such as the Shang family...

At this time, the man's Adam's apple was rolling, laughing thickly, rubbing her hair, pampering and indulging: "Then I... wait and see."

After lunch, Li Qiao and Shang Yu brought out the door.

Walking out of the hall of the mansion, Shang Yuqi's long and broad back paused in front of the door, looking at the distant mountains, then slowly turned around and opened his palm towards Li Qiao, who was one step behind.

After confirming the relationship, holding hands and embracing such trivial things has also become handy.

Li Qiao pursed her lips and passed her palm forward, letting his broad, dry palm wrap her fingertips.

The two people, black and white, held the car in hand, and even the sun became brighter and dazzling.

……

While driving, Li Qiao leaned against Shang Yu's side, looking calmly out of the window, with a light look of admiring the scenery.

By the way, her cell phone buzzed in her pocket from time to time, abruptly destroying the quiet atmosphere in the carriage.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" At this time, Shang Yu's gaze fell on Li Qiao playfully, his thin lips lightly raised, revealing a bit of depth.

Li Qiao said ‘ah’, and said without any psychological burden: "Selling real estate agency, don’t care."

Selling agent Li San: "..."

Actually, from last night to now, Li San’s news has never stopped.

WeChat, text messages, phone calls, video calls, voice calls, and various contact channels continue to "harass" Li Qiao.

The general content is nothing more than persuading her to stay away from Shang Shaoyan, they are not suitable, and feelings can't be forced and other nonsense.

Later, Li Qiao was so troubled that when he arrived at Yanhuang Group, he directly sent him a sentence, ending the topic: He will be your future brother-in-law.

Li San, who is far away on the border, is about to go violently.

……

At four o'clock that afternoon, Luo Yu drove Li Qiao's car back from the Dongjiao Stadium.

She took the car key to the chairman's office and found Li Qiao and Shang Yu sitting in the lounge area with a medical press box on the table, applying medicine to his palm.

Liu Yu flashed her eyes, quickly don't open her eyes, put down the key and hurried out the door.

At this time, the afternoon sun is fine.

Li Qiao grasped Shang Yu's fingers and wiped the wound on his palm with an iodophor cotton swab.

In the center of his palm, there were two soy-sized scars, which looked like burns, and the blisters broke. Yesterday, it was rained again, and the skin and flesh tissues turned white.

Shang Yu sat beside Li Qiao, his eyes lazily looking at her serious and focused expression.

Neither of them spoke, and the sunlight shone on them, revealing a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

After Li Qiao cleaned up the wound, she glanced at him and said without a smile: "Master Yan, is this a hot cigarette?"

Although she doesn't smoke, she has seen people around the border burn fireworks with cigarette butts on her arms.

The wound in Shang Yu's palm is not so uniform, but the shape is similar.

At this time, Shang Yu stretched out the joints, his black eyes under the brow bones were slightly burnt, "I can see it?"