Outright Favoritism Chapter 532: : What he is worried about is that person

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Shang Yu took her hand on her palm and squeezed it. The wet touch seemed to calm the fluctuations in her heart.

The Cavaliers of the earl's house have driven away all the others in the square.

Feng Yi walked up in a stride, standing beside Shang Yu, facing the front with difficulty and said: "Zong Yue, you almost got it."

At this time, the fight between Zong Yue and the black boss was completely unilaterally crushed and beaten.

The punch to the flesh hits the burly man who is more than 1.9 meters away like a three-grandson.

As long as she sees her movements, she will hold her head and crotch her legs in a conditioned reflex.

Zong Yue only felt that his whole body was boiling, and the voice in his ear gradually became distant, as if he had returned to the military headquarters, sweating and practicing sparring on the sunny training ground.

Until--

Feng Yi couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward and pressed Zong Yue's shoulder with one hand, and then released her offensive with a little force. A chilly voice also sounded over her head, "Stand up for me."

Zong Yue’s breath is disordered, and her hair sticks to both sides of her cheeks. It took him a long time to recover, looking up at Feng Yi, "Second Uncle? When did you come?"

Feng Yi suddenly jumped on her temples twice, and patted the back of her head, "Go and wipe your hands, I will take care of the rest."

Zong Yue let out a ‘oh’, reluctantly turned around and walked two steps, but his legs softened and he almost knelt down in the street.

The fierce fighting caused the adrenaline to soar, and there was no pain and fatigue.

This will calm down, and the slack muscles will instantly exhaust her.

Zong Yue shuffled to Li Qiao, glanced at the cold-faced Shang Yu, swallowed, and silently took out a wet wipe from his bag to wipe his face and hands.

Just as she tore the package, she thought of something. She quickly opened the wallet and looked at the cards in the mezzanine.

Seeing the card Li Jun gave her lying quietly in it, he smiled in relief.

Li Qiao didn't notice these details, but saw her soft steps, got up and left the motorcycle, and took Zong Yue along with it, "Sit down and take a break."

Zong Yue leaned on the motorcycle on his side, breathing calmly, before turning his head to ask Li Qiao, "Are you not injured?"

"Nothing."

The words fell, a gloomy, unpleasant gaze floated from the top of his head.

Zong Yue's breath condensed, and he glanced at the dense and deep gaze, pursing his mouth and stopped talking.

Uncle Shaoyan seems to be angry.

What happened today is indeed the trouble she caused.

Zong Yue cautiously hid Tibet beside Li Qiao, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

About ten minutes later, several speeders were taken away by the Cavaliers.

The noisy slum square has also become very quiet.

Shang Yu took Li Qiao's shoulder and led her to his team.

Su Moshi and the two of them whispered a few words, then took their two bodyguards along the original road and returned to the vicinity of the commercial vehicle.

Zong Yue held her purse, followed Feng Yi silently, thinking about it again and again, and then eagerly said: "Second uncle...today, can you please stop telling me third uncle and grandpa?"

Feng Yi squinted at her, "You mean... almost killed a black man?"

Zong Yue: "..."

How can it be so exaggerated, she just played a little longer, how could she be killed.

Feng Yi understood her subtext in almost a second, "Just now there was news from the Cavaliers that the black man had broken five ribs."

Zong Yue lowered her head, hugged her bag tightly, and never spoke again.

……

On the way back, Li Qiao lazily leaned on Shang Yu's shoulder. The street lights on both sides of the avenue occasionally leaked in, casting an ambiguous yellow in the carriage.

The man raised his arm and took her into his arms. The generous arm was solid and powerful. "How many days are there to communicate in the Medical League?"

Li Qiao half-closed her eyes, holding his fingers from her shoulders, "At least another week. If something goes wrong in Nanyang, you might as well go back first, and don't have to accompany me here."

Shang Yu didn't speak, leaning back in his chair and turning his eyes to look out the window.

For a long time, he said in a deep and unquestionable voice, "Don't worry, I will come back together after you finish the exchange."

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows and looked at him, pondering for a few seconds, and tentatively asked: "Are you worried that the Childman family will deal with me?"

That's why he procrastinated and refused to return to Nanyang.

The light from a street lamp outside the window happened to fall on the man's face. With the half-bright and half-dark light, Li Qiao was inexplicably unable to understand what the deep meaning of his eyes flashed.

Shang Yu looked down at her like this, her thin lips tightened and loosened several times, revealing something unspeakable.

This is the look Li Qiao has never seen on his face.

In just a few seconds, time has been stretched infinitely.

Li Qiao tried to ask, but Shang Yu reached out and clasped the back of her head, pressing the person in his arms, his voice slowly overflowing from her thin lips, "Even if they deal with you, they may not be able to be on you. Get a bargain."

Just... I'm afraid you can't stand some cruel truths.

Step by step, carefully arranged, still failed to prevent her from appearing in the British Empire.

He pretends to have no plan, but still underestimates her true strength.

From beginning to end, he was never worried about the Zellman family, but that person.

……

The night is like thick ink, and in the suites of the Royal Hotel, it is inevitably a lingering lingering.

In recent days, Li Qiao has directly lived in the small town of Mies for the convenience of studying.

And Shang Yu seems to be very busy, and he doesn't have much time to meet in the same city.

Adding to the time spent in the country before and after, they have not been intimate for nearly half a month.

Clothes were scattered on the ground, undulating figures under the warm yellow light.

Li Qiao doesn't know what's wrong with him, there seems to be nothing wrong, but it seems that the mood has been tense.

Just like at this moment, he propped on the bed, holding her face in both hands, but looking at her condescendingly with deep eyes, as if to look into the depths of her soul.

Even his movements continued, even though his breathing was slightly chaotic, his expression was absolutely calm.

Li Qiao's eyes were blurred, and he drew his outline with fingertips, "You, what are you looking at?"

She spoke a little laboriously, her face was full of thin red, and she suppressed some of the calls forcibly, and finally calmed down and asked.

The man's Adam’s apple slipped, his thumb rubbed her skin, he pressed down his handsome face and kissed her between the eyebrows, then buried his head in her neck, his voice hoarse, "Call me."

Li Qiaoyiyan whispered his name softly, again and again.

Later, he held her earlobe and murmured, "Qiaoqiao, no matter what happens, you must tell me, eh?"

Li Qiao looked at the shaking light above her head, closed her eyes and responded to his instructions, "Okay..."

A complete love. Almost all her energy was consumed.

Before going to deep sleep, Li Qiao faintly heard the vibration of the mobile phone, but she was too tired, so she closed her eyes.