Chapter 763: Madam is not letting go

Chapter 763 Madam is not too much

In the living room, Shang Yu and Li Qiao were sitting next to each other.

Prince George unbuttoned the cufflinks and sat on the opposite sofa casually,

"You and me are still so polite?"

Shang Zonghai patted the handrail, raised his head in Li Qiao's direction, "My

girl, have you seen it?"

Crown Prince George retreated serious, looked at Li Qiao with a gentle

eyebrow, and then nodded in the air, "Myanmar affairs, is it your

masterpiece?"

This is not a questioning, but a tacit ridicule.

Li Qiao sat up and nodded slightly, "I made you laugh."

Crown Prince George turned his head to look at Shang Zonghai, and praised with

emotion: "This kid is much better than I thought."

"That is natural."

Shang Zonghai calmly responded to this compliment.

Li Qiao grabbed his forehead, tugging at the corner of his mouth and giving

Shang Yu a slanted look.

The man squeezed her hand gently, raised his eyelids, and said in a low,

mellow voice: "Dad, Uncle George, I will take her upstairs to rest first."

Li Qiao: "..."

She is not so squeamish either!

Shang Zonghai nodded gently, "Go, take good care of the girl."

Li Qiao straightly followed Shang Yu to the spiral staircase, instantly

feeling that she was a beautiful woman with a sickness.

At the corner of the stairs, Li Qiao twisted Shang Yu's palm when she couldn't

feel the eyes of the two elders, and said slowly: "The archbishop is really

well-deserved."

The man raised his foot upstairs for a pause, and a hot flame was ignited in

his deep eyes.

Without waiting for his answer for a long time, Li Qiao rolled her throat and

looked at him from the corner of her eyes. In the next second, Shang Yu held

her shoulder and pressed it against the wall. "The archbishop's wife is not

too much."

He lifted Li Qiao’s chin, bowed his head and pressed down his handsome face.

When the lips of the two of them were about to fit together, a finger was

placed in the middle, "Don't make trouble, someone."

Shang Yu frowned slightly, following Li Qiao’s sight, he saw that at the upper

step, Shang Zonghai’s henchman Wei Ang was holding a tray in his hand, neither

did he advance nor retreat.

Don’t even say, Madam Young’s skirt is so beautiful.

The black is shiny, but the shawl is a bit redundant.

If his girlfriend wears it, it will definitely look great too.

The man squinted his eyes, wrapped his palm around the back of Li Qiao’s neck

and put her in his arms. There was a strong warning in his eyes, "Is it

enough?"

Wei Ang shivered all over, his pupils focused only to react, his ** eyes

actually kept staring at the young lady's evening dress.

can fall into the eyes of Shang Yu, and that's not the case.

Wei Ang immediately lowered his head, turned and fled.

There is no way, the stairs are occupied by the young master and the young

lady, he can only choose a circuitous route from the outside of the castle to

the living room to deliver tea.

Wei Ang was still thinking about Li Qiao’s dress. He thought to himself that

if he finds an opportunity, he must ask Mrs. Young where he bought it.

Later, he accidentally learned the origin of the evening dress from Luo Yu's

mouth. The eight-million-dollar diamond high-end, the only one in the world.

Wei is arrogant, his girlfriend is not worthy.

After a few minutes, Li Qiao and Shang Yu returned to the master bedroom on

the third floor with a swollen mouth.

She leaned on the princess chair by the window and asked lazily: "How did our

dad know the Grand Prince?"

The man unbuttoned the shirt collar, raised his head and stretched his muscles

and bones, the curvature of his apple jelly knot was slightly undulating,

"college classmate."

Li Qiao raised his eyebrows, feeling clear.

She thought it was Shang Zonghai who had studied in the British Emperor in his

early years. However, Shang Yu added, “Prince George once went to Pama as an

exchange student.”

Twice in the early morning~ There is one more to see before 8 o’clock tomorrow

evening, ask for a monthly pass...

(End of this chapter)