Chapter 565: Shang Yu waited for her for five hours

I don't know how long he waited here, the body is all traces of rain.

Li Qiao rolled her throat, took the corner of her mouth, and stepped forward

and got into the co-pilot.

Inside the car, the smell of smoke is strong.

Li Qiao first glanced back to make sure there was no one in the back seat,

then turned her head to look at the man, "Why are you here?"

She didn't know beforehand that Shang Yu would come.

Recently, she helped Song Laoliu deal with Mo Jue's affairs. She often went

out early and returned late, and went to sleep when she went back, as if she

hadn't been alone with him for a long time.

At this time, Shang Yu turned on the top light, looked at the tiredness

between Li Qiao's brows and eyes, his thin lips pursed, his voice was hoarse,

"Tired?"

After all the dust settled, tiredness swept across the limbs silently.

Li Qiao relaxed, leaning on the back of the chair and stretching her eyebrows,

"A little bit."

The man said nothing, looked at her deeply for a moment, then started the car

and drove out of the parking lot.

The car was quiet, the cab window was ajar, and the night breeze came in after

the rain, dispelling the strong smell of smoke with the damp moisture.

After a while, Li Qiao leaned her shoulders against the back of the chair,

tilting her head to look at Shang Yu driving.

This is the first time that he drove and she took the car.

The man looked ahead, his expression was very focused, and he was hitting the

steering wheel with one hand from start to finish.

His non-speaking appearance is very high and deep, and the outline of his side

face is clearly reflected in the eyes, but the slightly tight facial lines

show that he is not so indifferent.

Li Qiao cleared her throat and took the initiative to break the silence, "When

did you come?"

Shang Yu glanced at her with the leftover light, and curled her lips. "Why

don't you arrest people in the exhibition center?"

Li Qiao's eyes twitched, ignoring his question, but instead grasped another

important point, "Did you go to the Exhibition Center?"

They started to watch the exhibition center at about eleven o'clock in the

evening. When Mo Jue appeared, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

And now, half past three in the middle of the night.

If he has been there, it means he has been waiting for her for nearly five

hours?

Li Qiao frowned, and an inexplicable sadness came to her heart.

At this time, Shang Yu suddenly turned the steering wheel and parked the car

beside the green belt.

He lowered the car window, and the breeze moved the broken hair on his

forehead.

The man picked up the cigarette case again and pinched the cigarette with two

fingers. When it was lit, smoke overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Li Qiao watched the pale and hazy mist lingering around her, which also

blurred his eyebrows.

She leaned forward, fingers crawling to the corner of his eyes, "Have you been

waiting for me? Actually, you don't have to come here specially, I will go

back after I'm busy..."

Shang Yu's throat fluctuated and he smoked a few more cigarettes before

condensing towards Li Qiao.

A bit of unpleasantness loomed in those eyes that were as deep as a sea of

ink.

He pursed his lips, but after all he could not suppress the anger in his

heart, his voice was low, "If I didn't come, I wouldn't know that you can be

busy until midnight for other people's affairs."

In fact, Shang Yu seldom got angry in front of Li Qiao.

He didn't know whether it was monopoly or other reasons. He disliked Li Qiao's

time being occupied by others.

One day is fine, two days is fine, but this situation has been going on for

nearly a week.

Probably similar to a neglected uncomfortable mentality dominating his

thinking.

At this moment, Li Qiao listened to Shang Yu’s dumb and low voice, her heart

tightened, her fingertips curled up inadvertently. She had always controlled

Shang Yu’s emotions very accurately, and she didn’t need to say anything, she

felt it too. To his displeasure.

Looking back, she had indeed left him in the cold because of Mo Jue's affairs

recently.

It was not intentional, it was unintentional.

What's more, Li Qiao always remembered what He Chen had said, but she hadn't

created a sense of security for him, but she neglected him because of trivial

matters.

She was faintly annoyed, and immediately unfastened her seat belt, got up a

little bit and pushed her knees against the seat, threw forward, and sat

sideways directly into the man's arms.

She unexpectedly threw her arms and hugs, causing Shang Yu's gloomy eyes to

pass a trace of surprise, even though she was still suppressing emotions, but

he still subconsciously hugged Li Qiao and fixed her on his lap.

Angry to angry, he has always been unable to resist the closeness from her.

Fortunately, there is enough space in the carriage. Li Qiao leaned back on the

steering wheel, sat in Shang Yu’s arms and faced him with eyes, holding his

side face with cool palms, bowed his head, and pecked twice on his lips. Next,

"Angry?"

The man's eyes were not bottomed, he raised his thin lips, and asked deeply,

"What do you think?"

Li Qiao knew that she was wrong, her eyes flashed, and she nodded her head

kindly, "Well, blame me this time."

The attitude of admitting mistakes can be said to be very sincere.

"What's the blame for you?" The man squinted his eyes, and his warm palm

unknowingly climbed up to her back and gently rubbed.

Li Qiao glanced at him, touched his forehead with his forehead, rubbed his

cheek apologetically, "I ignored you."

When she said this, she couldn't help but began to feel distressed.

Shang Yu, such a strong and domineering man, sat in the car and waited for her

for five hours.

Can you feel bad?

At this time, the man leaned back in his chair, and his upright posture showed

a bit of laziness in his randomness.

He clamped Li Qiao's jaw, his tone was heavy and slow, "Then how are you going

to compensate me? Huh?

Li Qiao thought hard for a few seconds, then kissed him on the cheek, "Listen

to you, what do you want to compensate?"

Shang Yu raised his thick eyebrows playfully, his eyes fell on her lips

thoughtfully, "Are you sure?"

Li Qiao said nothing.

Why does she think there is something in his words?

The carriage was quiet for a while, and the man smiled in his eyes, clasped

the back of her head and sucked ** her lips, "Since it is to compensate me,

then think of it yourself."

After that, he patted Li Qiao's midfielder, his tone became dumb, "Go back and

sit down."

Li Qiao was keenly aware of the man's reaction, glanced at him, and silently

moved from his lap to the co-pilot.

Isn’t it a bad idea to wipe the guns on the quiet road this night?

Not long after, Shang Yu settled his emotions, pinched the cigarette in his

hand, restarted the car and turned back to the mansion.

On the way home, no one spoke again. Li Qiao sat in the co-pilot, holding her

arms in both hands, occasionally frowning, occasionally sighing, immersed in

the question of how to compensate him, unable to extricate herself.

And all her expressions at the moment are captured by the man, her

contemplation, her entanglement, her frown and smile, all emotions are all

because of him.

Shang Yu rolled his Adam's apple, and there was a soft wave in the depths of

his eyes. He especially liked the feeling that came from him.

...

After returning to the mansion, Li Qiao walked beside the man with his head

sullen. It was already four o'clock in the morning. It rained at night, and

the temperature in the mountains could not help but be cool.

Just a few steps, her shoulders sank, and her whole person was dragged into a

warm and generous embrace, with a scorching breath in her ears, "Is it cold?"

Li Qiao raised her head to look at him, hot feelings in her chest.

6000

The country owes me a businessman.

(End of this chapter)