Outright Favoritism Chapter 483: : Why let him hug you?

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At 8:30 in the evening, Li Qiao and Su Moshi were drinking and chatting near the viewing window of the executive lounge.

There are not many people in the lounge, and they get together in twos and threes to chat and laugh.

The atmosphere is not noisy or noisy. Accompanied by the elegant piano music played by the pianist, the yellow-toned lounge has been paved and blurred.

At this time, Su Moshi was playing with a special gold-rimmed scalpel, with his arms bent over the edge of the table, feeling a little surprised, "I'm really curious now, what kind of man looks like in your eyes. "

Li Qiao leaned back in her chair lazily, with her slender legs folded in front of her, "I can see it at noon tomorrow."

She rubbed her phone, looked down occasionally, and wrung her eyebrows quietly.

Half an hour ago, she sent a message to Shang Yu, asking him to have dinner with Su Mo at noon tomorrow.

But...he hasn't replied to any news yet.

Ten minutes later, Li Qiao wanted to call him, so she went to the bathroom with excuses.

Su Moshi looked at her back with a smile, then retracted his gaze and looked out the window.

Is Nanyang Shang less Yan?

He has heard the name a bit, but he doesn't understand it.

For these years, he has lived abroad and paid little attention to domestic affairs.

However, the man who can be liked by Li Qiao is probably not bad.

After all...In those years at the border, there were so many people who pursued her, and even Xiao Brother she refused. How good is this Shang Shaoyan? !

……

Five minutes later, Li Qiao returned from the bathroom, her complexion still calm as water, but Su Moshi still noticed the anxiety hidden in her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Li Qiao's lips pressed slightly, and she shook her head, "It's okay."

Su Moshi stared at her for a few seconds, teasing in a gentle tone: "Your boyfriend won't answer the phone?"

Li Qiao raised her eyelids and looked at him. She didn't answer, but she was a little bit helpless by default.

Su Moshi put away the scalpel, and the joint knocked on the table, "I really can't see that you are a proactive boyfriend when you make a boyfriend!"

"You are so much nonsense." Li Qiao faintly glanced at him, picked up the cocktail on the table and drank it, then lifted the chair and stood up, "Go."

Is this anxious?

Su Moshi laughed blankly. When the two walked out of the lounge side by side, he raised his hand and patted Li Qiao on the top of the head, "Men don’t answer the phone, there are generally only three possibilities.

Either busy, angry, or not caring.

The former is an excuse most of the time. As a man, no matter how busy he is, he can contact you anytime he wants.

As for the anger, it's time to find the reason for his anger.

At the end of this, I don’t care what you mean, you should understand that there are many, many possibilities that can be extended.

So, which one is it, make sure to look for countermeasures, remember? "

Su Laosi reminded Li Qiao in the voice of someone who came over. At the end, he added, "However, the first and the third are unlikely to be a man you can admire. Don't think too much, you need If you can help, please feel free to tell the fourth brother.

Also, after eating this, the newly developed anti-alcohol medicine can quickly reduce the alcohol content in your body. "

Li Qiao uttered an ‘um’ on his lips, took the pills he handed over, opened the icing and swallowed it directly.

……

It's night, Nanyang Mansion.

Li Qiao stopped the car and ran straight to the lobby.

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In front of the door, Luo Yu was already waiting, and when she saw her figure, she greeted her, "Miss Li."

"Is he there?" Li Qiao's voice was flat and did not fluctuate at all, but her lips were slightly pursed, and she did not seem to be so calm.

Luo Yu turned around and glanced at the direction of the living room, nodded and said: "Yes, I have just come out of the training room, this will be smoking in the living room."

"Yeah." Li Qiao passed by in response.

In fact, Luo Yu doesn't know what happened, but Li Qiao called her half an hour ago and asked about the boss's movements.

At that time, they had just returned to the mansion from the company, the boss was nothing unusual, but went to the training room alone, and Luo Yu told Li Qiao truthfully.

As the living room approached, a burst of smoke floated out of the flowing air.

Li Qiao’s footsteps were very shallow, and before he approached the hall, the man’s dumb voice came over and said, "Get out."

She kept walking, and the moment she appeared in the living room, she found that the light was very dark.

This brightness was deliberately lowered a few days ago in order to hide the injury on the back of her hand.

Now, the man is lying flat on the sofa, wearing a black shirt and trousers.

He bends his knee with one leg, his right forearm is on his forehead, and his breathing is clear and heavy in the quiet living room.

Li Qiao's heart tightened, and he glanced across the coffee table, and easily saw his mobile phone placed on it.

She frowned, walked to the sofa, and slowly squatted down, her cool fingers gently touched his chin, "Why let me out?"

The man's breathing is heavy, and the frequency of his chest rises and falls. It seems that he is not very comfortable.

However, when he heard the sound, he stopped breathing for a second, then opened his eyes sharply, and Li Qiao crouched beside him and looked at him with his head tilted in his field of vision.

Probably the light is too dim, and it falls on her to reveal a somewhat unreal hazy feeling.

The man closed his eyes and took a deep breath, raised his arm on his forehead, and in the next second he wrapped her shoulders and pressed him directly to his chest.

He has a lot of strength, and his breathing is still entangled in an uncontrollable rush after he has recovered.

Li Qiao was suffocated in the man's arms, sniffing his scent, and walking carefully on his arm with her fingers.

Fortunately, there are no symptoms of muscle tightness.

For a moment, she thought he was sick again.

I don’t know how long it has been, maybe a few seconds, maybe a few minutes, Shang Yu’s voice is hoarse, and a warm breath lingers in her ears, "Is it enough?"

Li Qiao, who is still rubbing his arm lightly: "..."

She lifted her head from the man's arms, the two of them were close at hand, her posture half lying on his chest was a little uncomfortable.

Li Qiao struggled twice, straightened up and sat down on the sofa. Just about to speak, Shang Yu hooked her waist again, and with force, she fell on the man's chest again.

This posture is unprecedented.

Different from the intimacy on the bed, nor the usual hug.

He lay flat and hugged her in his arms, the living room was brightly lit, the man held Li Qiao with his hands, his thin lips pressed against her forehead, the breath of speech gushing down, a little hot and a little irritable.

"Why don't you speak?"

The moment Shang Yu spoke, Li Qiao's eardrums were softened by the vibration of his chest.

She raised her head, resting her chin on the man's chest, "What's wrong with you? Is it uncomfortable?"

The man’s faintly burning eyes melted the dim yellow of the crystal lamp, his thumb climbed on Li Qiao’s cheek, his eyes met, and he said, "Well, it’s uncomfortable."

Li Qiao's eyebrows jumped, and she was about to get up from his arms, "How..."

But as soon as the action started, he was hugged back again.

Immediately afterwards, the man's gloomy and tense tone sounded, "Why let him hug you?"