Outright Favoritism Chapter 418: : It’s not that I don’t want to, but I don’t dare.

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Gunshot wounds are not ordinary wounds, because even if they heal, they will leave scars after the muscle tissue is burned.

Heart, sore again.

Li Qiao wrapped his gauze again, her eyes serious and focused.

Suddenly, warmth came from her cheeks, and she looked at Shang Yu swayingly, and the movement in her hand stopped, "Is it painful?"

Li Qiao's eyes are filled with undisguised distress, and the corners of her eyes are very red, as if there are countless emotions hidden in her eyes, and she can't pull them away and cut them constantly.

She stared at the man's brows and eyes, waited a few seconds before he could speak, and bowed her head to bandage him.

After finally treating his wound, Li Qiao realized that her back was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

She watched the slender white gauze wrap around the man’s shoulders again, her fingers rubbing the edges of the gauze, her voice was low and slow, soft and dumb, "Don’t move anymore, the wound has opened too many times. I won’t be able to... uh."

Li Qiao sometimes thinks that she and Shang Yu are really the same kind of people.

The same overbearing, the same self.

Obviously she was still saying not to let him move last second, but in a blink of an eye the man caught her in his arms and kissed deeply.

Li Qiao's back was straight, Khan Jinjin's palm immediately pressed his left forearm.

The man naturally perceives her one mind and two purposes, so he asks for a kiss even more domineering, and presses her waist around her arms, making her tongue tingle.

After kissing for a long time, Shang Yu let go of her.

Li Qiao sat upright on his lap sideways, her cheeks slightly flushed.

She slowed down, trying to get off him, but her waist and abdomen were held down again, and the bewitching and clear breath of the man shed her ears, "Why did you say you are not qualified to be with me last night?"

Li Qiao turned her head and looked at him faintly. Just about to speak, the thumb of his left hand fell on her lips, while wiping the water stains after the kiss, she asked dumbly: "When will I give Have you ever had this illusion? Huh?"

The elongated tone of the ending seems to be a bit ridiculously absurd.

Shang Yu's eyes were filled with rare gentleness, he opened his eyes to meet her beautiful deer eyes, and pressed the corner of her lips with his thumb, "Why don't you speak?"

Li Qiao cleared her throat, and an ambiguous breath enveloped her surroundings. She curled her head and said, "Probably... an angry talk."

"Really?" The man crossed her cheek with his fingers, "Is it sure that I didn't think so in my heart to say this kind of angry?"

The distance between the two is very close, close enough to clearly see the condensed figure in each other's eyes.

Li Qiao was dumb for a while, facing the man's dark eyes, as if his soul could be seen through.

Maybe it is an angry word, or it may indeed be some unknown feeling in the subconscious.

At this moment, Shang Yushun looked at Li Qiao, not letting go of her subtle expression.

With a soft sigh, the thin lips overflowed, and the man's fingers squeezed her chin, "No matter how strong you are, as a boyfriend, I also have the responsibility to protect you. It's not that I don't want you to be side by side with me, or I don't dare."

I'm afraid of her accident, I'm afraid of her being injured, so I'd rather be injured by myself than take care of her.

It's true that she is Ni Lin, but she is even more vulnerable.

Once a tougher man has a weakness, he will not even dare to take her at the slightest risk.

Li Qiao replied sullenly. The first time he heard Shang Yu analyze his inner world, his senses and emotions also fluctuated with his words.

She really had never heard him talk about this before, and the phrase ‘not impossible, but not dare’ touched the softest corner of her heart.

Li Qiao knows how proud and conceited he is.

Piansheng is such an overbearing man who says in front of you that he doesn't dare to take your risk. Even a woman who is cold-hearted and cold-hearted will be stunned by this sentence.

Li Qiao didn't say much, sitting in his arms and reaching out to wrap his shoulders.

She buried her face on Shang Yu's neck, sniffing the familiar breath, and said nothing, as she hugged her tighter and tighter.

The man's hands around her lower back gradually moved to her back, patted gently, domineering and considerate.

Then, in less than half a minute, Shang Yu glanced over the brocade box, kissed her earlobe, and asked in a low voice: "Where did you go tonight?"

Although Li Qiao was a little confused after staying up all night, when she heard this question again, she lifted her head from his arms and asked narrowly: "Luo Yu didn't tell you?"

"Not much." The man squinted, with a hint of danger in his eyes, "What is it that I don't want others to know?"

Li Qiao looked directly at Shang Yu's dangerous eyes, but couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth, "So, you came here because of this?"

She admitted that she did say that on purpose.

The man raised his eyebrows, his smart fingers got into the hem of her clothes at some unknown time, and he stroked her waist and eyes in circles, with a threatening tone: "Change the subject?"

Li Qiao's body is stiff, holding on to his messy wrist, smiling with a smile, sweeping away the haze.

She spoke to the round table in front of her, and picked up the brocade box. "It's a friend from Myanmar who just came to Chongcheng to do business, so she brought me something."

Li Qiao opened the brocade box as he said, and showed him the kit.

Shang Yu glanced at Li Qiao slowly, "What friend?"

"Bo Tingxiao's younger brother, Bo Tingsu." She played with the tool kit in her hand and added: "They are from the Special Execution Team of Myanmar, and they are usually stationed at the border between Myanmar and the border.

Brother Xiao designed the latest military kit, and knew that I was in Chongcheng, so he asked his brother to give me one. "

Well, Brother Xiao!

Shang Yu looked at Li Qiao's light brows and asked inadvertently: "How did he know that you are in Chongcheng?"

Li Qiao fiddled with the tool bag for a while, turned her head to look at him, "I didn't ask."

The man and her face each other, with thick eyebrows raised lightly, "didn't meet?"

Li Qiao shook her head, "He didn't come, I had a drink with his brother."

Shang Yu didn't speak any more, concentrating thoughtfully on the toolkit in her hand, with an intriguing light in his eyes.

Obviously, the man was in Chongcheng, but he said he didn't come.

The Myanmar Special Operations Team and the domestic special operations forces recently had an international military competition. Bo Tingxiao is currently in Chongcheng.

Since I don't want to meet Qiaoqiao, Shang Yu naturally doesn't talk too much.

He put his shirt over his shoulders again, looked at the corners of Li Qiao's dark red eyes, and rubbed his fingers twice, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Li Qiao blinked, "Well, when are you going back to Nanyang?"

Shang Yu glanced at the big bed in the room, patted her back waist and motioned her to lie down, "I will leave when you sleep."

"Oh." Li Qiao stretched her eyebrows, staring at Shang Yu, and stopped talking.

The man curled his index finger and rubbed her cheek, "What do you want to say?"

"Can't go back tomorrow?" Li Qiao's gaze fell to his shoulder, and the words were still on his lips, and Shang Yu's chest came out with a deep and deep laugh, "Don't want me to go?"