Outright Favoritism Chapter 813: : What are you polite with me?

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Twenty minutes later, Li Qiao was woken up.

The smell of **** soup was floating in the air, and Shang Yu touched her forehead, leaning over and muttering: "After drinking the **** soup, I will go to sleep."

Li Qiao lowered his eyelids unhelpfully, "What time is it?"

"Thirty thirty." Shang Yu's arm crossed her shoulder, and Li Qiao shivered as soon as he lifted the quilt.

When he saw this, the man's thin lips turned pale, he covered her with the quilt again, picked up the steaming **** soup, blew it and took a sip.

Shang Yu pinched Li Qiao's jaw, bowed his head and gave Jiang Tangdu to her.

Li Qiao's hot palm grabbed the man's wrist, tilted her head, and said dumbly: "It will be contagious, I will drink it myself."

Shang Yu was silent, and he predominantly fed her half a bowl of **** soup in this way.

At the end, he sucked Li Qiaoyan's red lips, "Go to sleep."

Li Qiao blinked, not drowsy.

She stared at Shang Yufei's thin lips, which seemed to be reddened by the **** soup.

Li Qiao awkwardly grabbed his shirt, forgetting that a cold would be contagious, and forcibly pulled Shang Yu in front of him, raised his head and kissed him heavily, "Are you busy?"

The man put his arms on her side, looking down at the ailing girl, and gently rubbed her cheek with his thumb, "It's not busy."

Li Qiao moved inside and gestured with her eyes, the meaning was obvious, to accompany her to sleep.

Shang Yu's tight silhouette gradually softened, and he lay down on his side, gently embracing her in his arms.

The dependence shown by Li Qiao is the best cure for him.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Qiao had a fever and sat in the dining room in her dressing gown drinking vegetable porridge.

The phone is turned on and the speaker is turned on, and the sound of typing on the keyboard is heard from time to time.

"Where did you hear about Paul Taylor Childman?" Bai Yan turned his head and blew his cigarette. "There is no relevant information in the British emperor’s information database, and all the associated characters point to Xiao Zu. Maybe it was his former name?"

Li Qiao replied with a strong nasal voice, "No."

If Paul Taylor Childman was Xiao Zu’s former name, this clue would not be left in Jing Yilan’s disk information.

Bai Yan threw off the mouse and put his legs on the desk, "There is still another possibility, identity substitution. However, the data from fifty to sixty years ago is manually recorded and has not been entered into the information database, even if the identity is replaced. , The evidence has long been destroyed."

Li Qiao stirred the white porridge, her conversation turned, "has that homicide been discovered?"

The surveillance video in the floppy disk. On August 12th, who was the person Xiao Hongdao shot and killed?

Bai Yan bit his cigarette holder, and after a moment of silence, he said bitterly: "You can't arrange for me to work in the Yangjian? This is all the **** matter in the Underworld. There is no proof. How do you let Laozi investigate?"

Li Qiao drank the porridge slowly, turning a deaf ear to his complaints.

A few seconds later, Bai Yan cleared his throat, and the keyboard was struck again, "It's not impossible to check, it just takes some time."

"Well, thank you."

Bai Yan subconsciously replied, "Xie Nima, what are you polite to Lao Tzu?"

Li Qiao hung up without a smile.

She continued to drink the porridge, faintly feeling something was wrong, and she looked up and saw Shang Yu leaning against the glass door of the restaurant.

Li Qiao sniffed, her thick nasal voice made her voice particularly soft, "What's the matter?"

The man has deep eyebrows, and his thin lips are slightly curved, "White inflammation?"

"Yeah." Li Qiao nodded, thought for a while with a spoon, and added: "Yanmeng has branches all over the world, and the collected information is very comprehensive. It is more convenient to find him."

She was worried that Shang Yu would think too much, or be jealous.

At this moment, the man stepped forward and sat down next to her, with a profound expression on his face, "The red guest has collected a lot of information."

Understood.

Li Qiao replied with kindness: "Okay, next time I will use the red guest."

Shang Yu drew a smile in his deep eyes, picked up his chopsticks to pick up dishes for Li Qiao, "I want to find out what arrangements Mochizuki or Chengmo, you don't need to do this small thing yourself."

He knows how lazy she is, better than anyone else.

After a while, Li Qiao finished her meal and leaned back in her chair to continue drinking half a cup of milk powder for pregnant women.

What came to her mind, she turned on her mobile phone to log in to the circumvention software, and quickly cracked the network firewall.

After logging on to the British Emperor’s social networking site, after a day and night of fermentation, Paul Taylor Childman's popularity remained high.

It even spawned other hot search terms.

# Childman Duke#

#Paul Taylor Childman Quick Go Home#

#Who is Paul Taylor Childman#

Among them, Duke Zellman's hot searches are at the top of the list, and the degree of discussion broke through the highest single hot search record.

It's about the top nobles. Netizens' enthusiasm for eating melons is unprecedentedly high.

Li Qiao entered the discussion page and after swiping a few items, she raised her eyebrow suspiciously, "They didn't even remove the hot search?"

Many netizens with rhythm have speculated about the relationship between Duke Childman and Paul Taylor Childman.

The Xiao family is indifferent?

On hearing this, Shang Yu just curled his lips playfully, but didn't laugh.

Li Qiao didn't get entangled either, she glanced at the time, put down her phone, and turned her head to look at the man, "Will you accompany me back to Li's house?"

Shang Yu leaned back on the back of the chair, his eyebrows darkened, "Is he better?"

Li Qiao licked the corner of her mouth and stopped talking.

During her illness, she managed to make mistakes and did not dare to make mistakes.

An hour later, Li Qiao was basking in the living room with a blanket under the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Although the air is cold in early winter, the sun is very warm.

Li Qiao closed her eyes and was a little drowsy.

I heard someone talking in the dim, as if to mention words such as safe.

Li Qiao was sleepy, pulled up the blanket to cover her face, and fell asleep after a while.

Outside the living room, Mochizuki carried a small safe, and after reporting to Shang Yu, he walked to the underground laboratory with a little effort.

He was also quite puzzled.

The boss arranged for him to pick up things from Li's house, but he didn't say what to pick up.

As a result, Duan Shuyuan, the mother of the Li family, seemed to be very worried, hesitated for a long time, and finally... let him return to life with the safe.

Mochizuki is thinking all the way, how much money is in the safe?

……

In the evening, Li Qiao was awakened by the vibration of her mobile phone.

She subconsciously fumbled under the pillow and scratched it at random, not feeling right.

This is not a pillow.

Li Qiao propped up her upper body and looked intently. The long legs wrapped in the trousers were striking.

Again, I saw a black shirt and sharp apple, as well as...Shang Yu's handsome and clear face.

Li Qiao wiped her face and plunged into the man's arms.

Shang Yu put his arm around her with one hand, while holding his mobile phone in the other hand, he said in a deep voice: "Other hackers should use a secondary virus to counterattack the interception of other hackers, and then remove the attack before the firewall is broken."

Li Qiao lifted her head from his arms in a little surprise.

Listening to this, it seems that you are attacking the other party's firewall, and you have also encountered hacker interception technology.