Outright Favoritism

Chapter 491 Shang Yu stays in Li's house

Li Qiao pouted her lips, sternly, "It might be idle."

Li San, who was smoking a stuffy cigarette downstairs, felt chill on the back of his head.

He suspected that Nan Yu was scolding him.

The dog still didn't come to Li's house to finish the meal. Li San was thinking while smoking, whether he should take the initiative to attack and get the person back.

...

It was night, half past eight.

Li Guangming invited Shang Yu to drink tea downstairs.

The thick dark night outside the window is like an overturned inkstone, with only a crescent moon reflected in the sky.

At this moment, Li Guangming took a sip from his teacup and looked at his watch vaguely. It was almost nine o'clock. Is this master still going?

He thought for a while, put down his teacup and said boldly, "Shao Yan, it's getting late, or..."

"Huh?" The man leaned on the armrest of the sofa with his legs folded and raised his eyelids.

Li Guangming stared at him for three seconds before blurting out, "Or don't go back."

Shang Yu looked down at the teacup, curled his thin lips, "Will it bother me too much?"

"What an interruption, you stay at ease, I'll let the servant go and clean up the guest room."

Li Guangming got up and went to greet the housekeeper. In any case, the prospective aunt lives in his own home, which absolutely makes sense.

Of course, he did not expect that this prospective aunt would enter his daughter's room grandiosely in the middle of the night.

...

At ten o'clock in the night, Li Qiao took a shower and put on her dressing gown and walked out of the bathroom.

Shang Yu stayed at Li's house tonight and didn't know what he was doing at this time.

Li Qiao wiped her hair twice at random, sat on the bed with her back to the balcony, took out her phone and looked at it. There was no WeChat or phone.

Is he... sleeping in the guest room?

Li Qiao flicked his finger on the screen, deciding whether to send him a WeChat and ask.

Suddenly, a puff of smoke drifted in from the window with the night breeze.

Li Qiao: "?"

She turned and looked at the balcony behind her, outside the pale white screens, and the French windows were half open, vaguely...you could see a vague figure beside the railing.

Li Qiao dropped her mobile phone and walked over, opened the screen, and half of the window, she saw Shang Yu wearing a gray nightgown, his belt hanging loosely around his waist, and a honey-colored texture on his chest.

She opened the window and watched the man lazily leaning against the railing, grabbing his wet hair, and the corners of her lips couldn't stop rising, "Are you not afraid of being seen by my parents?"

Shang Yu smoothly screwed the cigarette **** into the cigarette case on the table, walked forward and put Li Qiao in his arms. Without saying anything, he covered her lips and kissed her.

Both of them were carrying the vapor from the shower. The man kissed fiercely and fiercely, clasping her back of the head, and pressing her back on the bed in two steps.

When the kiss was over, Shang Yu's breathing was heavy, and his voice was hoarse and out of place.

He put his hands on Li Qiao's side, looking down at her bright red and delicate eyebrows, "Afraid of being seen by them?"

Li Qiao pushed his shoulders, took a sigh, and sighed, "Can't you constrain a little in my house?"

"Yeah." The man lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek, his thin lips continued to swim along her jawline, "I will try my best."

With the effort of talking, the bathrobes of the two of them were scattered.

Li Qiao looked at the ceiling and twitched the corners of her lips. Before she could speak, her nightgown was closed again.

Ok?

She retracted her gaze and tilted her head slightly, and she felt the man's breathing heavily buried in her neck, but she didn't have any next step.

Soon, Shang Yu pulled the quilt to cover her, and sucked on her earlobe, "You sleep, I will leave."

Li Qiao blinked, feeling sour and soft for a while.

She didn't say a word, as the man adjusted the light, leaning in his arms, smelling a familiar and reassuring breath, fell asleep soon.

In the dimly lit bedroom, Shang Yu half-supported and looked at her for a long time, then lowered his head and kissed the center of her eyebrows, then turned back to the guest room against the night.

...

At the same time, a Ferrari sports car drove out of Li's gate.

Li San sat in the cab, opened the window and allowed the night wind to mess up his short hair.

After three or four days, he felt that his patience was completely exhausted tonight.

The Frontier Information Network has just sent news about Nanyu, that the woman is surfing at the nightclub in the entertainment city.

You have time to go to the nightclub, but you don’t have time to eat at Li’s house, right?

Li San's left arm was on the edge of the window, his cheeks were stern, he wanted to see how happy she was playing.

Entertainment city nightclub.

Pushing the door and entering, you can see countless men and women wandering on the dance floor shaking their bodies.

Gorgeous lighting effects, deafening music, feasting and feasting seemed to liberate human nature, and gave birth to the ambiguous blur of the dark night.

Li San's height is 187. He has been stationed in the turbulent border all year round. He has developed a strong muscle. With a black shirt and black trousers, he is full of hormones. This is undoubtedly the most attractive type for women.

At such a short distance of a few meters, several exposed girls have come forward to strike up a conversation, trying to drag him to the dance floor and dance arrogantly.

Of course, Li San didn't need to say a word, as long as he looked at him, the other party would move away automatically.

The look in this man's eyes was terrible.

Not far away, semi-enclosed box.

Li San stood there, blankly watching Nan Yu sitting in the middle of the crowd, accompanied by the man on the left and right.

His forehead jumped suddenly, and his palm clenched into a fist in a second.

There are several empty wine bottles on the table. The woman is wearing a black tights, stepping on the coffee table with one leg, her long and fluffy hair curled up on the left side, occasionally shaking her wine glass and taking a sip. A graceful woman will arouse the coveting of many men.

Li San never doubted Nan Yu's skill, but... what if she was willing to be coveted?

For example, now, the man on her left reaches out and puts his hand on the backrest behind her. Although he doesn't touch her, this posture is like holding her in his arms.

However, Nan Yu didn't realize this, looking at the dance floor with blurred eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking, his eyebrows were a little bit vacant, as if she was lost in a trance.

Li San squinted his eyes with a dangerous dark glow in his eyes, stepped into the semi-enclosed box, held the man's collar with one hand, flicked it hard, and threw it directly onto the floor.

Nan Yu hadn't reacted yet, only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and he was dragged out of the nightclub by half-hugging without even seeing anyone.

The wind in the summer night is always coming slowly, and Nanyu is slightly drunk, not drunk, but the reaction is not as quick as when he is awake.

It wasn't until her whole body was pressed on the door of the car and her back hurt that she started to struggle in a daze, "What are you doing? Is there something wrong?"

Li San's face tonight is extremely gloomy.

This caused Nan Yu to wake up most of the wine, even a little hairy in his heart, afraid to look into his eyes.

Li San at the border is really not a rumor.

As his subordinate, Nan Yu knew better than anyone the consequences of his anger.

(End of this chapter)