Outright Favoritism

Chapter 512 The sky is not dark yet!

In the carriage, Liu Yun and Luo Yu were sitting in the front row, Li Qiao nestled beside Shang Yu innocently, occasionally returning a few messages with her mobile phone.

I don't know if it is an illusion, Shang Yu has been silent since he got into the car.

Although there was no clue in his expression, he looked at the profile of his face outside the window, and he wrote a bit of cold alienation.

Li Qiao threw the phone on the seat and looked at him carefully. After passing through the window inadvertently, she saw Chang'an Avenue Square, which was obviously not the way to the airport.

She turned her head and asked Liuyun, "Where are we going now?"

"Something?" Shang Yu asked this.

He looked back from the window, bowed his head and looked at the head in his arms, "Go to the hotel, have a meal with Zong Zhan in the evening before returning to Nanyang."

Li Qiao touched her nose and shook her head: "It's okay, I'll just ask."

The man stared at her, "Come back with me?"

Li Qiao leaned sideways on his shoulders, smirked, and squinted at him, "Well, let's say it shouldn't stay long."

Shang Yu's thin lips were slightly sideways, and he lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, "Good."

Flowing clouds and falling rain in the front row: "..."

Can you keep your voice down when talking about love?

...

Royal Plaza Hotel, Li Qiao and Shang Yu hand in hand back to the duplex suite on the top floor.

As soon as she walked in, she walked upstairs lazily.

But just after taking a step, the arm was pulled by the man, and with a little momentum, she back and forth and slammed into his arms.

Shang Yu hugged her from behind, without saying anything, just bowed his head and pecked at her neck.

His breath fell and it was a little itchy, Li Qiao dodged her side, and when she was about to speak, the man broke her cheek and covered her lips.

The words were swallowed, and she could only answer him with her head up.

The afternoon sun was strong, shining diagonally into the French windows, adding a touch of heat to the room.

The man stood in place and gradually deepened the kiss, and even kissed more and more fiercely.

Li Qiao frowned, feeling that the tip of his tongue was tingling, struggling slightly, and then her body froze in his arms.

Her back was still against Shang Yu's chest, and some reactions had quietly accumulated behind her.

After the kiss, Li Qiao blinked and looked at the French window in a daze.

This is... broad daylight.

"You..." She thought of reminding him, but the words were cut off again.

Later, I went to the bedroom on the second floor in a daze, and everything went smoothly.

Crazy with him during the day, never before.

The only time was probably in her dormitory before, but it was approaching dusk and the light in the room was relatively dim.

She is somewhat uncomfortable doing this kind of thing in the sun.

Especially the man's blazing eyes, straight and explicit.

Naturally, it is another greed.

...

Two hours later, Li Qiao finished taking a shower, wearing a man's black shirt, lying on the bed to wake up.

This was the first time she wore Shang Yu's shirt. The pure black and the clear white on her body formed a very distinct visual impact.

The satiated man still carried the vapor from the bath. He was naked to the top, wearing only a pair of trousers. He sat on the edge of the bed and brushed the hair on her face with his fingers, pulling a satisfied smile on his lips. tired?"

Li Qiao raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and suddenly saw three clearly visible tooth marks on his shoulders.

She coughed and forced herself to look away, "Did you use the ointment I gave you on time?"

As she spoke, she took Shang Yu's arm, intending to see the injury on his left shoulder.

The man leaned down in accordance with her movement, "It's used."

Li Qiao shook her wide sleeves, revealing a thin white forearm, and raised her hand to touch the scar. Although it has faded a lot, the scar after the burning skin is still obvious.

It's a bit obtrusive.

She looked in a daze, and circled the scar with her fingers.

The man didn't say a word, and pressed her wrist in less than half a minute.

Although he didn't say anything, the gradual heavy breathing and the flames in his eyes seemed to be gaining momentum again.

Li Qiao withdrew her hand, covered half of her face, buried her face in the pillow without saying a word, and sighed silently.

Physically, she is really ashamed.

...

Half an hour later, Li Qiao put on the clothes that Luo Yu sent her, and slowly followed the man down the stairs.

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and Zong Zhan didn't know when he came, and was sitting in the living room smoking a cigarette with his legs crossed.

Seeing the two of them, her eyes swept across Li Qiao's face, her lips were pursed, and she looked back out of the window.

The meaning is obvious, it's not dark yet.

Zong Zhan Dama spread his legs away with a golden sword, watching them slowly take their seats, and hummed, "I've been here for an hour."

Although he didn't hear anything, he saw Luo Yu come in to deliver clothes.

After sitting down, Shang Yu leaned over and picked up the cigarette case from the table, and gave him a sideways look, "Are you so idle?"

Zong Zhan's elbows on his knees, cigarettes dangling from the corners of his mouth, he was too lazy to care about, "What do you want to eat at night? I guess...you should be hungry."

Li Qiao silently leaned against the back of the sofa chair, took out her mobile phone, and opened the game page without anyone else.

As long as she is not embarrassed, it is Zong Zhan who is embarrassed.

The man squinted his eyes and took a sip with the smoke in his mouth. The handsome face behind the smoke was a bit lazy, "You are determined."

Zong Zhan looked at their calm postures, and leaned against the sofa dullly.

Sure enough, Shang Shaoyan and Li Qiao cannot be defined in normal human thinking.

He teased so bluntly that they were just as okay.

Why is there such a tacit understanding?

Zong Zhan inevitably produced a trace of yearning and curiosity.

The usual love, love, love has always been not in his life plan, not not wanting, but a state of tending to go with the flow.

He didn't meet anyone he liked, nor did he feel tempted. In addition to the fact that there were many military affairs, he was stationed in the army all year round, and he had no chance to meet a woman.

Seeing that Shaoyan fell into the quagmire of love and couldn't extricate himself from it, he actually had an idea, if there was a woman next to him, would he be like him?

No one knows the answer to this question before meeting it.

And Zong Zhan didn't even expect that the person he would meet in the future had a close relationship with Li Qiao.

...

At 5:30 in the evening, the group went to the Imperial Front Gate Roast Duck Main Store.

Zong Zhan made a special reservation for the box, and ordered another table of special dishes from Imperial Capital, and then he once again witnessed the famous scene of a man'serving' a woman to eat.

Strictly speaking, it can't be called waiting, but he thinks this term is the most appropriate.

Eating roast duck is about doing it yourself, so, Shaoyan, can you do everything by yourself?

Can you give Li Qiao some space to play?

Let her roll the roast duck by herself, you can chat with me, drink and drink, okay?

Zong Zhan watched with annoyance as Shang Yu thoughtfully picking and feeding Li Qiao with vegetables, and especially carefully picked out the green onions from the side dishes of the roast duck.

Are you great with a woman?

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(End of this chapter)