Outright Favoritism Chapter 601: : Are you afraid that I will hurt you again?

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How much self-blame Shang Yu is in his heart, how cautious he is at the moment.

Don't dare to touch or look.

Those traces are all his ‘criminal evidence’ in his eyes.

At this moment, Li Qiao did not wait for Shang Yu's answer, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man behind her.

His eyes are dark and dark intertwined, his clear and handsome outline is gray and silent, and all the expressions that shouldn't appear on his face are different at the moment.

Li Qiao licked the corners of her dry lips, took his hand, and dragged her onto the bed with little strength, "Sleep with me."

The tone can be said to be very firm.

Shang Yu did not refuse, and lay down on his side almost obediently, but Li Qiao's dark eyes were tightly locked.

Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you again?

This sentence lingered on his lips, trying to ask it several times, but it was too late to speak out.

Until--

Li Qiao lifted the quilt to cover him, grabbed his shirt and pulled it into the bed, and finally put his arm on the pillow, making a series of movements that flowed like water, naturally.

Finally enough toss, she also sighed a little, hugged his waist, raised her head and kissed the man's angular jaw, then closed her eyes and went to sleep.

From the beginning to the end, the closeness and trust she showed was the same as usual.

There was no defense, no dislike, even if the shirt on his body still smelled of blood and dust, Li Qiao still habitually leaned in his arms.

Shang Yu closed his eyes, the frequency of the sliding of his Adam's apple was completely messed up.

His arms, which hadn't fallen for a long time, were finally put on her shoulders through the thin quilt, and patted her gently to coax her to sleep.

The morning sun rises from the east, and the two people on the dormitory bed have their foreheads against each other and sleep deeply.

……

At midday, Li Qiao woke up.

The tentacles beside the bed are slightly cool, and Shang Yu is not seen in the shabby dormitory.

She sat up and moved her muscles and bones twice. Except for the faint pain in the side of her waist, the other injuries were basically negligible.

The medicine Achang took yesterday is a special effect medicine for physical recovery that has been stored in the poor kiln.

It was also made by her and Xia Lao Wu back then, but I don’t know if it has expired.

Li Qiao looked down at her palm, she was still alive anyway, she just couldn't eat people.

Not long after, Li Qiao simply took a shower. She stood in the bathroom and tilted her head to look at her side waist injury. The bruise was very serious, including a lot of bruises on her arms and legs.

She curled her lips, didn't care, put on her clothes, opened the small cloth bag and poured out a few pills from it, and then went out after eating.

A helicopter was parked near the playground outside the dormitory building at this time.

There is a cumbersome logo on the fuselage, which looks like a vase from a distance and like a ghost symbol at a close up.

Li Qiao took a few casual glances, and after a flash of light, she saw two tall and tall figures near the office building not far away.

Li San first saw her, frowned, and whispered at a distance, "Why don't you lie down on the bed?"

Li Qiao walked over in no hurry, and when Shang Yu turned and looked back, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "When did you get up?"

The ignored Li San: "..."

Shang Yu looked at her, raised his foot and walked over.

Under the sun, the tall man stood in front of her, blocking the slanting sun above her head.

He looked at the cyan fingerprints on her chin and pursed her thin lips. "It's less than ten o'clock."

Li Qiao naturally took his hand and frowned, "Why don't you get up so early, why don't you sleep longer?"

Last night he moved his hands at the market, and returned to the factory to have another illness, which can be described as a double torture of physical and mental strength.

No matter how good your physical fitness is, you won’t be able to hold it anymore.

The man curled the corners of his lips and smoothed the wrinkles in her eyebrows with his fingertips, "Not tired."

Li Qiao squinted at him, with a wound on his face that hadn't been scabbed, walked openly in front of Li San and asked the helicopter, "Whose is that?"

Li San brought the cigarette to his lips, Yu Guang swept Shang Yu, "You ask Shaoyan."

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, before speaking, three assistants, Wei Lang and Nan Yu filed out behind the office building.

How do you say it.

When they saw Li Qiao, each of them looked at her with an indescribable expression.

Admiration? Admire? In awe?

Li Qiao can't understand it anymore.

At lunchtime, a few people sat in the office and had a simple meal.

Li San holds the chopsticks in his hand, and his eyes go back and forth between Shang Yu and Li Qiao, "Leave in the afternoon?"

"Hmm." The man answered.

Li Qiao was slightly surprised, turned her head and asked, "Where to go?"

Back to Nanyang?

"Heal the wound." Shang Yu handed her a bowl of bone soup. He saw her doubts, and rubbed his palm on top of her head. "Heal the wound and return to Nanyang."

Li Qiao said ‘oh’, and took the soup and sipped it.

At this moment, Nan Yu was gnawing ribs with no image at all. She took out a napkin and wiped her hands, then looked up and asked: "Baby, who bit your shoulder?"

Shangyu Jiacai's hands paused on the plate, and even the joints were slightly white.

Li San saw his sudden change of expression and faintly guessed a possibility.

The person involved, Li Qiao, was still sipping the bone soup, and took the time to answer, "Dan Min."

Nan Yu sneered clearly, "I knew it must be her, narrow-minded, and too innocent. Is there something on her leg?"

Otherwise, it is impossible to kick the pretty side waist to a bone fracture.

"Well, there is iron in the knee pads."

Nan Yu wanted to slap the table with great indignation. Before his hand fell on the table, a piece of ribs was stuffed in his mouth.

Li San looked at the ribs in her mouth and licked the corner of her mouth, "Eat your meal."

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Qiao and his party were about to leave the factory.

Before setting off, she went back to the dormitory, put the documents and medals and medicine bags Bai Yan gave her in the briefcase, and went out carrying them.

Not long after, she slowly swayed out of the door, and a few bodyguards crouching together smoking a cigarette in the corner.

What they said attracted Li Qiao's attention.

"What does it mean that the underground boxing gym is destroyed by..."

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"I heard that it seems that I can't afford to lose money, and it makes people feel bad."

"How is it done?"

"It is said that the boxing gym lost a game. In addition to the amount paid by the audience, the boxing gym also needs to pay out more than 10 billion to the betting person. As a result, they can’t get the money, so they get paid. The whole venue has been served, and now it is estimated that the boxing gym has changed hands."

Li Qiao continued to pace forward, the bodyguard behind him still sighed about the destruction of the boxing gym.

In front of him, Shang Yu's figure came into view.

She blinked, walked forward and dropped the briefcase onto the seat of the helicopter, turned her head to look at him, and whispered: "Has the boxing gym been taken?"

At this time, the man puts one hand into the bag, his handsome face is indifferent and expensive, "Well, what?"

Li Qiao leaned into the cabin, sat firmly, and touched her forehead thoughtfully, "Have you got the principal?"

The front row guard Lang and the three assistants in the back seat: "..."

Ms. Li, shouldn't your concern be how the boxing gym was taken away?