Outright Favoritism Chapter 231: : Master Yan, did you do it tonight?

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At this moment, Li Qiao stopped wiping her hair, after a little thought, she asked: "Did he find you before he left?"

Tang Yiting snorted, very unhappy, "What are you looking for? If I didn't go to Lan Ye and asked about it, I wouldn't know that he resigned.

Moreover, his phone has become an empty number. What kind of person is this? Anyway, I know one, I just leave, bad review! "

Well, as she expected, what Wen Shi said last night was lying all the time.

Li Qiao picked up the phone and went to the ground, dropped the towel, sat at the table and turned on the computer, with a slightly ridiculous tone: "Do you know that Wen Shi is not a graduate student?"

On the computer screen, an encrypted document was opened by Li Qiao.

It shows Wenshi's personal profile with a few numbers, and the content is too small to be normal.

On the other end of the call, Tang Yiting took a deep breath, and her voice became calmer in an instant, "What do you mean? He is not a graduate student, so what does he do? Didn't he say that his family background is ordinary and works-study in the blue night?"

Li Qiao slid the mouse, her tone was slightly cool, "Not only that, it is possible that even the name Wenshi...is a fake."

Tang Yiting cursed an swear word, got up and walked out of the private billiard room, leaning against the wall and looking tense, "Pretty, there is something...I haven't told you before."

"Huh, is it related to him?" Li Qiao paused while looking at the screen.

Tang Yiting nodded to herself, said in a few words, and finally, she muttered in a heavy tone, "Before I thought he liked you, so I would like to ask me about you and the business man. .

But now it seems that it must not be that simple. But don't worry, he asked me several times, but I blocked it and didn't tell him anything. "

Tang Yiting was born in a wealthy family. She has been nurtured by her family since she was a child, and she knows what to say and what not to say.

What's more, she dare not say anything about Li Qiao and that big guy!

At this moment, Li Qiao raised her eyebrows deeply, and said silently, "Well, I see."

Immediately, the two chatted for a few more words, hung up the phone, and Li Qiao focused on Wen Shi's information again.

This was investigated last night, and the result was not too unexpected, but reasonable.

Wen Shi appeared abruptly downstairs and left Nanyang quietly. Anyway, the whole thing was strange.

Just as Li Qiao squinted and thought, Shang Fu's figure appeared inexplicably in her mind.

The timing is indeed a coincidence.

Shang Fu appeared, and Wen Shi disappeared...

Li Qiao frowned, I hope she thinks too much.

……

Ten minutes later, Li Qiao remarked Wen Shi's information, and then returned to the bed, holding her mobile phone and sending a WeChat message to Shang Yu.

Li Qiao: [What's the baby doing.jpg]

This picture has become her regular opening remark.

It's almost eleven o'clock late at night, I don't know if he is asleep or not.

Sure enough, the news fell to nothing.

Li Qiao waited for a few minutes, but didn't see him reply, pulled her lips, waved off the bedside lamp, and planned to sleep.

Wan Lai was completely silent, and the moonlight was shining brightly on the night window.

Li Qiao was half-dreaming and half-awake, feeling the phone under her pillow vibrated a little.

She reached out and groped, squinted at the screen, and it turned out that it was the man's reply.

Shang Yu: Asleep?

Li Qiao rolled over, rubbed the corners of her eyes, and typed a few words: Not yet.

Immediately afterwards, the second reply made Li Qiao stunned.

Then she rolled over and got out of bed, pulled out a sweater and jeans from the closet and put it on her body, and went straight out the door.

While she was thrown on the bed by the mobile phone WeChat page, the man sent two words: go downstairs.

……

Stars and moons contend for glory, and there are occasional croaks of summer insects on early summer nights.

Li Qiao walked out of the dormitory building with the outer pockets of her sweater, her silky hair hanging on both sides of her chest, and a breeze swept over her eyebrows.

In front of the building, under a street lamp, there was a figure of a figure, and the body of Qinghui fell, like the darkest scene in the moonlight.

Li Qiao's mouth twitched upwards and walked towards him leisurely.

Xu is an illusion, Shang Yu tonight is more handsome than ever.

I wore a well-tailored black suit with a burgundy square scarf exposed in the chest pocket.

In such a formal dress, it's like having just returned from a banquet.

Li Qiao stood still in front of him, looking up at the steady and mature man with the light of the light, her heartbeat was a little disturbed.

He is so beautiful tonight.

The broken hair is meticulously taken care of, and the outlines of the facial features are softened by street lights.

In contrast, Li Qiao felt that her dress was too casual.

She stretched out her hand to remove the wafting hair from the corner of her eyes. The fawn's eyes were filled with starlight, and she uttered a clear voice, "You just finished?"

Shang Yu responded in a low voice, stepped forward the next second, hugged her in his arms, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Li Qiao leaned on the man's chest, just about to answer, but suddenly smelled an unusual smell.

There is a smell of blood on him.

Even if it is blocked by the smell of ebony and smoke, it cannot escape Li Qiao's sensitive sense of smell.

She frowned silently, and moved faintly in his arms, looking for the source of the **** anger, "I was going to sleep, but your message came over and woke me up."

When the words fell, Shang Yu held her shoulders and pulled away, the corners of her thin lips were slightly raised, and he watched the hair around the girl’s mouth, gently brushing it away with his index finger, “It sounds like it’s her boyfriend’s fault. ."

Li Qiao glanced at him, holding his wrist without a smile.

Found it!

The strong smell of blood comes from his palm.

Li Qiao blinked innocently, rubbed the back of his hand with her cheek, and replied lazily, "I didn't say that."

This seemingly coquettish action also made Li Qiao more certain. His hands were bloodied tonight.

Li Qiao lowered his gaze, and quickly ran over his fingers, which was well-proportioned and clean, and looked no different.

Could it be that he was injured?

Thinking about it, the corner of Li Qiao's mouth fell unconsciously.

Just trying to find a way to test it out, Shang Yu has already leaned slightly, his dark eyes locked her cheeks, "After a long time, what do you smell?"

Li Qiao stared at him. Since he was discovered the intention, he did not hide it anymore, and took his wrist generously to sniff, "Yan Ye, did you do it tonight?"

She was very tactful, but I believe he must understand.

At this time, Shang Yu's deep pupils drew a smile, and withdrew his palm from Li Qiao's hand, took out the burgundy square scarf, and wiped his fingers slowly, "It's just a small punishment and a big warning." /

When he said this, Li Qiao didn't ask in detail.

I have seen him shooting in the valley. This man has always done things well, and she doesn't need to talk too much.

At this time, Li Qiao glanced around Shang Yu's body. Although the black suit was quite noble, it made her unable to tell whether there was blood.

She was a little annoyed, pursed her lips, and asked, "What about you? Are you injured?"