Outright Favoritism

Chapter 152 Holding Hands

At this time, everyone in the training ground looked back.

Li Qiao copied the outer pockets of the jacket with both hands, with cold eyes, and walked to the ring very calmly.

Liu Yun was right. If she came one hour late, she might not be able to get out of the training room in the current state of Luoyu.

I don't know how long they played.

The training clothes on Luo Yu's body dripped with sweat from time to time, as if washing with water. There were still a few faint bloodstains on her left arm, including her cheekbones and brow bones. There were also two bruises and weakness. Embarrassed again.

Li Qiao pursed her lips and retracted her gaze, and when Luo Yu saw her, she seemed to be relieved, her figure swayed slightly, and the next second she knelt on one knee exhaustedly on the ring.

No one spoke in the huge training room.

At this moment, Li Qiao turned to look at Shang Yu, and dragged the lazy chair to sit next to him.

"Master Yan." Li Qiao looked at Shang Yu sideways and greeted with a light smile, "When did you come back?"

The man raised his eyebrows lazily and casually, but the peripheral light over Li Qiao's shoulders looked towards Liuyun in the distance.

Liu Yun lowered his head obscurely, not daring to look at him.

Li Qiao leaned back on the lazy chair and blocked Shang Yu's eyes impartially.

The girl's black and white eyes are free of impurities, and at a distance of half a meter, you can even see the shadow of her eyes.

Shang Yu put his arms on the armrests, tilted his head to look at Li Qiao, "Last night. What did you come to the mansion for?"

"I'm free, just come over and take a look." Li Qiao clenched a fist with one hand against her chin and met the man's eyes. After speaking, she felt that she was not sincere enough, so she thought, and added: "The main reason is to see you!"

Shang Yu squinted his eyes calmly, then turned his hand and put down the teacup, curling his lips unclearly: "The truth?"

Obviously, the overlord doesn't seem to be so easy to fool.

Li Qiao rolled her throat and nodded solemnly under Shang Yu's stinging eyes, "Well, the truth."

The man looked at Li Qiao deeply, the smile on his lips faded a bit, he twisted his fingertips, looked at the ring again with a cool expression, and raised his hand to indicate: "Since it's okay, let's watch together, and you continue."

"Wait." Li Qiao sighed, and subconsciously reached out and pressed Shang Yu's slightly raised wrist.

The girl's slender fingers are a little bit cold, pressing against the man's warm skin, like water running across, seemingly able to soothe the restlessness in her heart.

Shang Yu's eyelids drooped, looking at the fingers covering his wrists, his thick eyebrows gradually tightened, and looking at her clothes, his tone was unhappy: "Why are your hands so cold?"

With that, the man turned his wrist and gently grasped Li Qiao's cool fingertips, and the dry warmth hit him instantly.

Li Qiao breathed slightly, feeling the warmth on her fingertips, her eyes flickered, and she inadvertently gently raised her fingers to hold Shang Yu, and whispered: "Na Yanye warmed me up, just a little bit cold."

After all, the moment she looked away pretending to be nonchalant, the moment she turned her face away, the corners of her lips fluttered.

Shang Yu noticed her small movements, his eyes dimmed, and his palms gradually tightened.

In the training room, silence spread.

After a while, Li Qiao grabbed her erratic mind, and looked at the ring, "What did Luo Yu do wrong and need to punish her like this?"

Such a situation of wheel warfare is clearly punishment.

At this time, Shang Yu's thumb lightly rubbed the back of Li Qiao's hand, and he looked towards the ring with a cold gaze, cherishing the words like gold: "Negligence."

Li Qiao stretched her eyebrows, turned around in the lazy chair to find a comfortable position, and then stared at Shang Yu, "Because last night?"

(End of this chapter)