Outright Favoritism Chapter 933: : I love you

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Yin Mo unabashedly looked at his trembling legs, pursed his lips, and tentatively asked: "Would you like to help you go back?"

He Chen squinted at her. He wanted to say that he didn't need it, but his body reacted faster than his brain. He raised an arm directly, "Come here!"

Yin Mo folded back obediently. Before he touched He Chen's arm, he felt his eyes sway and his shoulders were instantly pressed.

He Chen draped her shoulders, most of the weight was leaning on Yin Mo, with a frivolous sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Why don't you leave?"

Yin Mo took a deep breath, grabbed his wrist from his shoulder, turned his head, and the tips of their noses could rub against each other.

He Chen's eyes were dim, and his eyes fell uncontrollably on her lips.

Small diamond-shaped mouth, clear lip line, addictive just looking at it.

Yin Mo quickly turned away from her face, and strode forward, "I'm so badly injured, do you want to go to the hospital?"

He Chen suffocated and stared at her gloomily, "What's in your mind?"

Yin Mo was thinking about other things in his heart, so he subconsciously replied, "brain."

He Chen: "..."

……

Upstairs, the suite.

Luoyu and Liuyun guarded the door, and the two occasionally exchanged sights, seeming to have a brainwave communication.

In the room, Shang Yu stretched his arms and leaned against the sofa, raising his head to reveal a sharp and clear Adam's apple.

Li Qiao took out medical alcohol and iodophor from the medicine box, turned around and walked in front of the man, making a gesture to unbutton his shirt.

Shang Yu raised his eyelids and slowly pressed her hand to her chest.

Li Qiao looked at him with clear and indifferent eyes, "What's the matter?"

The man looked at her look at close range, his hot palm pressed against the back of her hand, "What did Dad say to you?"

Any change in Li Qiao can't escape Shang Yu's keen insight.

What's more, he is a man with a keen mind.

Li Qiao sat down on her side, her voice was very soft, but her eyes were sly, "He said, let you listen to me everything."

Shang Yu's black eyes are as deep as they are bottomless, and there is a wave of waves shallowly, "I don't need him to say this."

"Do you listen?" Li Qiao raised her eyebrows. Even though she knew the answer for a long time, she still stared at the man slightly, waiting for his personal response.

Shang Yu grabbed her finger, leaned down and pressed her handsome face and sucked heavily on her lips, then pressed to the corner of her mouth, muttering in a mute voice, "I listen to what you say."

Li Qiao's heart was soft and she rubbed against his forehead, "Dad also said that she should take medicine if she is not feeling well."

The man rolling his Adam's apple suddenly stopped, as if hesitated, as if hesitated, in just a few seconds, it seemed that countless emotions passed between his eyebrows and eyes.

For a long while, Li Qiao heard him compromise and say: "Okay, then take medicine."

Li Qiao's expression turned around, and he leaned over and pecked him on the face, "Let go, I'll give you medicine."

She smiled, regaining her unique agility and delicacy in front of him.

Shang Yu's thin lips tightened and loosened, and he repeated several times, obviously he wanted to speak but stopped.

Li Qiao was lowering her head and unbuttoning his shirt. Without the cover of clothing, she realized that the man was seriously injured.

Not only the chest has bruises, but the abdominal muscles are more serious.

Li Qiao's eyes turned cold, and she touched it lightly with her fingertips. The muscles were still tight, but the bruise was very eye-catching.

"Why fight?"

Li Qiao took the medical alcohol and poured it in her hand. After rubbing it, she gently massaged his injured muscle.

Shang Yu lowered his eyes to watch her movements, his thin lips hooked slightly, his voice twisted and smiled, "I'm free."

"Did you leave your hand?" Li Qiao raised her eyes and looked at him. Thinking of the pain of He Chen's punch on the flesh, ordinary people might not be able to get a punch.

Shang Yu saw her look bleak, so he touched her head and soothed: "No."

Li Qiao's tight mouth loosened a little, "Does it hurt?"

"A bit." The man seemed to be showing weakness, his handsome cheeks were covered with a thin smile, "Would you like to take medicine?"

Li Qiao patted his abdominal muscles without a smile, "Why did you take the initiative to find medicine?"

Shallowly tapping, but Shang Yu's throat overflowed with a muffled snort.

Li Qiao stared blankly and quickly lowered her head, "Do you hurt you?"

She didn't exert much effort.

Shang Yu just looked at Li Qiao with nervous eyebrows. She still loves him, cares about him, and even loves him more than anyone else.

This cognition clearly passed through my mind, and my chest was filled with unspeakable throbbing and satisfaction.

She has everything he wants.

Shang Yu grabbed Li Qiao in his arms, pulled her wrist around his waist, bowed his head and whispered in her ear, "I love you."

Li Qiao shuddered, and a tingling sensation spread throughout her limbs and her limbs, and her heartbeat speeded up vaguely.

He said a lot of sweet words and said he loved her.

But it was the first time to express his heart with the three words ‘I love you’ so bluntly.

He often talked about love in her ears when she was in perfect harmony, but the impulse and stimulation of the senses would often cover the spiritual desire.

What's more, they have the same heart, and many words are tacit, because they have loved enough eagerly and deeply.

However, no matter how mature Li Qiao is, she is only a 22-year-old girl. All her understanding and cognition of love comes from Shang Yu.

She didn't expect this sentence, and she felt a little hypocritical.

At this moment when I heard it personally, Li Qiao still had a sense of fulfillment in life.

Li Qiao was silent for a long time in Shang Yu's arms. The temperature on his body became higher and higher, and even the frequency of his breathing became thick and long.

The room is quiet, but it can't stop the fermenting of certain emotions.

Li Qiao's fingertips are still hovering on his abdomen. The even abdominal muscles feel very good, **** and powerful.

Her hands continued to mess up, and the color of the man's pupils became darker and darker.

After a while, Li Qiao slipped off him.

Shang Yu thought she would continue to massage his wounds, but found that Li Qiao's hand untied his belt.

"Pretty..." The man's voice was so dumb that he wanted to stop, but he didn't move.

In matters of affairs, he has always been dominant, and Li Qiao never refuses, and rarely takes the initiative too much.

At this moment.

Li Qiao pursed the corner of his mouth and said nothing, untied his belt, and carefully observed his injury again.

In the air, there is a smell of hormones.

Li Qiao's action to untie the belt was not completed yet, Shang Yu buckled her wrist and pulled the person up.

Without waiting for her to speak, the man held her and walked to the bathroom.

Although her steps are a little unstable, she can still hug her. Li Qiao feels...He Chen lost and suffered a miserable defeat.

After all, how can a man who can't stand still compare with Shang Yu who is hugging her.

In a short while, the bathroom water sounded and the heat rose.

The sound of the dripping water from the shower is mixed with the restrained and suppressed groan of the man.

Li Qiao is not too reserved, a bit jerky and shy at best.

Because he is Shang Yu, there is nothing wrong with him.