Chapter 720: Qiaoqiao, I'm the second uncle

Chapter 720 Qiao Qiao, I'm Second Uncle

Shang Yu has never resisted her approach, not to mention that he is still in

the quiet Tangxiyuan villa late at night.

He sucked her lips, his apple jerked up and down twice, "Go back to the

mansion?"

Li Qiao opened a button of his shirt with his fingers, raised his eyebrows,

the meaning was obvious, right here.

Xu is that there are too many complicated things in the past few days, and she

is inexplicably burdened with a lot of heavy shackles.

After that time at the old house, they haven't kept it warm for a long time.

Sometimes, the way to release is very simple, and each other's skin can be

pressed together.

Later, Shang Yu hugged her on his lap, the skirts of her clothes were slightly

open, and the two of them fell into a mess.

Sofa, bedroom, bathroom... He indulges in asking for it, and she works hard to

accept it.

Liuyun’s cognition is not wrong, he did sleep in the car all night.

……

The next morning, Li Qiao walked out of the Tangxiyuan villa feebly with both

legs, got into the car and started sleeping.

On the way back, she thought in a daze that there were no family planning

supplies in the villa. Although he didn't get them inside, she would better

let Luo Yu buy a box of contraceptives just in case.

I left Nanyang for almost a month. It was still early autumn when I left, and

now it’s late autumn.

The leaves on both sides of the road were dyed golden, the autumn breeze was

bleak, and there was more material.

Li Qiao got off the car in front of Li's house, looked up at the place where

she grew up, and smiled silently.

This is her home.

Behind , Shang Yu pulled her wrist to the door, and said in a deep voice, "I

will pick you up at night."

Li Qiao just wanted to say no, the man had bowed his head and kissed her on

the forehead, "Go in."

Big G gradually drove away, Li Qiao lowered her head and smiled, turned and

walked into Li's house.

In the living room, Duan Shuyuan was absent-mindedly watching TV, her

expression a little haggard.

Li Guangming went to the company. In the huge villa, the servants were busy.

She was the only one sitting on the sofa, completely deserted.

Li Qiao walked in unhurriedly, looked at Duan Shuyuan, and whispered: "Mom."

Duan Shuyuan was in a daze for two seconds, and then suddenly turned her head

to the side. When she saw Li Qiao, she immediately blushed, "Qiao Qiao!"

She got up, walked hurriedly to her, looked at Li Qiao scorchingly, and then

hugged her and muttered in relief, "Just come back, just come back."

Li Qiao's voice choked, and she turned her hand around Duan Shuyuan's back and

rubbed soothingly, "I should have been back long ago, and something was

delayed in the middle."

Duan Shuyuan took her to sit down, her eyes fell on her face for an instant,

"I have read the news, are you and Shaoyan okay?"

The scandal of Yanhuang Group branch is also well known in China.

Fortunately, the Chiefs' Court issued a joint announcement later, which was

regarded as blocking the mouths of You You.

Li Qiao shook her head indifferently, "We are all right, it's just a

misunderstanding."

Duan Shuyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but kept observing Li Qiao’s reaction,

"You go back this time, do you have Mr. Shang..."

Li Qiao raised her eyelids, looked directly into her eyes, smiled and cut off

her words, "Yes, he has been asking about the wedding."

Duan Shuyuan pursed her lips, smiled, and suppressed the words that lingered

on her lips.

The mother and daughter chatted a few more homely. After a while, Li Qiao went

upstairs.

Duan Shuyuan looked at her back, a trace of distress flowed through her gentle

eyes.

The child must have known about the Mu family, but she refused to say

anything, as usual, telling the good news but not the bad news.

Duan Shuyuan sighed in melancholy, her expression was unspeakable melancholy.

I hope Qiao Qiao can be selfish and live for herself.

……

Lunch time, Li Yan returned with Mo Jue.

As soon as the two people entered the door, Duan Shuyuan smiled and waved as

soon as she saw Mo Jue, "Xiao Mo is back, have you bought the clothes?"

Li raised his eyebrows in surprise, Li Yan spread his hands helplessly, sat on

the armrest next to her, and laughed at himself: "I picked it up, right?"

Li Yan has taken it all.

When he came back from Parma yesterday, he took Mo Jue to the old house for a

meal, but...Duan Shuyuan unexpectedly liked Mo Jue very much.

After a cold and warm meal, he finally kicked him, making him have to take

Mojue to buy clothes today.

Nanyang is no better than Parma, and it turns cooler in late autumn, but Mo

Jue is still wearing a plaid shirt and overalls.

Duan Shuyuan may be overwhelmed by maternal love. When she heard that Mo Jue

was an orphan, she gave her a card and asked her to use it.

Mojue almost called mom on the spot.

Li Qiao propped her forehead and watched Duan Shuyuan and Mo Jue talk without

anyone else. Her eyes flashed, and she couldn't help feeling that the fate was

indeed very strange.

After dinner, Li Qiao took Mo Jue to the balcony on the second floor. She

leaned on the railing and whispered: "When will you go to school?"

"I will go tomorrow." Mo Jue grabbed the corner of his clothes, his eyes

filled with a little yearning, "The boss took me to the school yesterday. The

campus is so big and beautiful."

Li Qiao stretched out the hair at the corner of her eye, and looked at her

outfit a little bit, "Don’t plan to change back to women’s clothing?"

Mojue lowered his head and looked at himself, "No, I'm fine like this."

Li Qiao was noncommittal, just as the phone in his pocket rang.

She saw the caller and gestured to the door. Mojuebi gave an OK finger and

turned around and jumped downstairs.

Li Qiao closed the sliding door of the balcony with her hand, and when she

slid to answer, her voice was very weak, "Teacher."

A gust of wind blew past his ears, and the old man at that end was speechless

for a while.

Li Qiao did not urge, but waited quietly.

A moment later, a slightly old voice came slowly from the microphone,

"Qiaoqiao, Achang is back."

Li Qiao curled his fingers, savoring his low tone, "What does the teacher want

to say?"

The other party sighed, his tone was dumb and obscure, "You all know?"

"Teacher." Li Qiao whispered, her eyes were cold, "In fact, there is no..."

She is not a prophet, how can she be like a god.

The sentence that Achang brought back was just a test.

Probably because her context was too ordinary at the time, A Changxin thought

it was true.

As soon as the words fell, the people at both ends of the phone fell silent.

Maybe a few minutes, maybe only a few seconds later, Li Qiao looked at the

bright sunshine in the late autumn, looking very warm, but could not melt the

frost in her eyes.

"You saved Xiao Dingshan back then?"

She went straight and put everything on the bright side.

The old gentleman paused, and then laughed out with emotion, "It turned out to

be a temptation, but you kid has used everything he learned to me."

Li Qiao lowered her eyelids, her tone of voice was flat without ups and downs,

"Teacher, you are in trouble."

"Yes, I had known that I shouldn't use the poor kiln's network to leak secrets

to Achang." The old man seemed to let go of his entanglement, and his tone

returned to his usual kindness and peace. "You are right. I rescued Xiao

Dingshan."

Li Qiao pulled her lips without a different color, "Then you are..."

The old man hesitated for a few seconds, and said vicissitudes of life:

"Qiaoqiao, I am the second uncle."

(End of this chapter)