Chapter 354 Be Good, One Last Time

Chapter 354 Be good, one last time

The morning mist is thin, and the old house at five o'clock in the morning is still immersed in a quiet and peaceful environment.

The flowers near the private house are blooming, and the dew-stained petals are delicate and beautiful.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, the curtains tightly block the ray of sunlight that breaks in the morning.

Li Qiao slept restlessly, her eyes were red, she rolled over and ran into the man's arms, her red lips were still whispering, "No more..."

Almost all night of hearty love. She was exhausted and he was full.

In the dimness, she seemed to hear a hoarse voice coaxing into her ears, "Hey, it's the last time."

Li Qiao heard these words countless times last night, but they really didn't have any credibility.

...

When the time came to nine o'clock in the morning, Li Qiao dressed slowly and went downstairs.

When she woke up, Shang Yu was not in the master bedroom.

The big bed was in a mess, and Li Qiao didn't even notice it.

She supported her waist with one hand and the wall with the other, making 'hissing' sounds from time to time.

Why is doing this kind of thing more tiring than fighting?

My back hurts and my legs tremble, as if I've had a stroke.

Li Qiao wiped her face, looked at her disobedient legs, shook her head and sighed expressionlessly.

She walked around the corner of the stairs, still rubbing her fingers on her lower back, and when she looked up, she saw Shang Yu coming up from downstairs refreshed.

Li Qiao rolled her throat, her eyes drifted a little, "Morning..."

The voice is soft and hoarse, and it sounds very 'weak' when you hear it.

Shang Yu slowed down, walked up to her, watched her rubbing her waist, "Why are you up?"

Li Qiao glanced at him lukewarmly, "Hungry."

She didn't eat much at the family dinner last night, but she was tossed all night.

This man was obviously injured after drinking, but his physical strength was not affected at all.

Li Qiao stared at him from the corner of her eye, with a slight accusation in her pitch-black deer eyes.

Then, Shang Yu's thin lips lightly lifted, and he approached two steps forward, hooked her waist, sucked her earlobe, and said in an unclear tone, "Well, you really worked hard last night."

Li Qiao's ears were red, and when she was about to speak, she noticed that there seemed to be a few red marks on the side of his neck.

"What's the matter?" She reached out to push his collar away, tilted her head to look, and there were three marks on the wheat-colored skin.

It looks like it was scratched by fingernails.

Shang Yu followed her movements and tilted his head, suppressed his handsome face, and joked in a deep voice, "Can't remember?"

Li Qiao blinked, pouted at the downstairs, and forcibly changed the subject, "Let's go, I'm hungry."

This topic can't continue, otherwise it's easy to go off the rails.

Shang Yu watched her rubbing her waist, with a smile and distress in his eyes, his arms trapped her in his arms slightly, and his fingers lingered on Li Qiao's cheeks, "If you are too tired, go lie down for a while, have breakfast It will be delivered in a moment."

Li Qiao leaned halfway on his shoulder, looked at the man's sharp jaw, and shook her head, "No, it's not that exaggerated."

Although this kind of thing is indeed tiring, it is not necessary to lie down all the time.

Shang Yu looked at her with deep eyes. The little girl who had just experienced human affairs had an unknowing charm on her brows and eyes, and her eyes seemed to be more bright and gentle than usual.

The man's Adam's apple slipped, and he gently rubbed her back with his palm, "It seems...boyfriend needs to work harder."

Li Qiao: "..."

Does this mean that she must not get out of bed?

Li Qiao bumped him with her arm, and wanted to flirt, when a voice suddenly came from downstairs asking, "What are you two talking about at the stairs?"

It was Shang Zonghai's voice.

Li Qiao was surprised, and looked up at Shang Yu, "Uncle is here?"

"Well, I just came, let's go down and meet you?" The man's warm palms were kneaded with moderate strength, which made Li Qiao feel a lot more comfortable.

They were officially together last night, but Shang Zonghai came this morning.

Li Qiao was somewhat ashamed, pulled Shang Yu's hand from the back, and cleared her throat: "Let's go."

The elders are downstairs, so it's hard for her to hide upstairs and not make a sound.

...

In the living room, Shang Zonghai sat on the sofa with his knees bent, holding a cigar in his hand, and the old god was smoking on the floor.

Seeing the two people at the stairs, his eyes hidden behind the glasses sparked a wave.

Li Qiao stepped forward and called her uncle, Shang Zonghai looked at her kindly with a smile, then pressed his fingertips against the sofa, "Sit."

After they sat down, Shang Zonghai cut to the chase and said, "Girl, uncle was a little busy last night, so he didn't take care of you.

This year's clan meeting of our Shang Clan is over. What are your plans in the future...? "

Li Qiao glanced at the calm Shang Yu calmly, thought about it, and asked politely, "What kind of plan is uncle referring to?"

Shang Zonghai laughed, and his gaze traveled twice between her and Shang Yu.

This made Li Qiao's cheeks heat up, and she always felt that he seemed to see something.

Shang Zonghai leaned over and poked the cigar into the ashtray.

Following his movements, Li Qiao accidentally found a square brocade box covered in dark green cloth on the table.

Shang Zonghai's finger landed on the brocade box and patted it, "Girl, here are the first twenty pages of my translation of "The Autobiography of the Stock God", if you are ready, you can take this brocade box back .”

What if you are not ready?

Li Qiao held these words in her throat and did not ask them outright.

She looked at the cloth-covered brocade box calmly, pursed her lips, nodded and said, "Thank you uncle, I will read it carefully when I get back."

Hearing this, Shang Zonghai smiled with satisfaction.

He pushed the brocade box from the tea table in front of Li Qiao, and said solemnly again: "I just asked Shaoyan, and he said that you are planning to return to Nanyang in the next two days.

Therefore, I suggest that you go back to Nanyang to read the content here.

Girl, you have to remember that the door to Parma is always open to you.

No matter how you choose in the future, our Shang family will always be your strongest backer. "

Li Qiao looked up at Shang Zonghai, and when her eyes flickered, she nodded politely and moved to thank her.

When meeting him for the first time, she only thought that Shang Zonghai was a seasoned man, extremely powerful, and she never dared to take it lightly in front of him.

But this trip to Pama made Li Qiao's feelings towards him more complicated.

Shang Zonghai is really protecting her all the time. As for the reason, I hope this translation document can give some answers.

...

Ten minutes later, Li Qiao went to the private restaurant for dinner, while Shang Yu and Shang Zonghai went out for a walk in the garden.

The sun was dazzling, Shang Zonghai stood with his hands behind his back near the arch bridge, tilted his head to look at Shang Yu, and said cryptically, "Are you too impatient?"

At this moment, Shang Yu was leaning against the wooden fence of the arch bridge with his hands in his pockets. He raised his thick eyebrows and looked at Shang Zonghai, "Why do you always say that?"

"Stop pretending to me." Shang Zonghai lowered his voice and squinted at him, "It's not that I don't agree with you being together, but you haven't given him a name yet. It's too early to do such a thing now."