Qiao Qiao, don't be angry, ok

Such a simple coax, like a tender tune, reverberated and swayed in Li Qiao's heart.

Who is he?

Nanyang merchants are few.

The Nanyang overlord who controls the four forces by himself.

How many people in the world can make him bow?

Even Shang Zonghai, I'm afraid, can't let Shang Yu put down his position and give in like this.

The last two words: OK?

It's a question, a compromise, and an inclusive gesture.

Li Qiao's voice was sharp and astringent. Looking at the door in front of her, she could not tell what she felt.

In the few seconds of silence, Shang Yu could not wait for her answer. His arm around her tightened again, and his voice was more hoarse than before. "If I can't calm down, what should I do, you say."

Li Qiao blinked and forced back the sour feeling in her eyes. As soon as she wanted to speak, she noticed that more and more blood was floating in the air.

Her face slightly changed, she turned from the man's arms, and raised her hand to insert the room card into the power switch.

The sudden warm light made her squint uncomfortably. She looked straight at Shangyu's shoulder. Sure enough, she saw that the fabric of his shoulder shirt was wet.

Li Qiao's heart sank. She glanced at her left shoulder T-shirt, and the cloth was dyed red.

No wonder she just felt a sticky damp heat spread over her shoulder, and his wound was bleeding again.

Li Qiao raised her hand and was about to unbutton his shirt. Without saying a word, she pursed her lips tightly.

The next second, the man held her hand, raised her jaw, leaned down, pressed down Jun's face, and breathed close at hand, "not angry?"

Li Qiao looked up at him, pulled the corners of her mouth, tone tight, "again angry, will it appear that I am particularly ignorant?"

"No Shangyu's thin lips were hooked, her thumb rubbed the delicate skin of her jaw, her eyes were burning her cheek, "in front of me, you don't need to be sensible, you can do whatever you want."

After making a little awkward, his ability to say love words seems to have a qualitative leap.

Li Qiao glanced at him. Although she forced the upward curve of the corner of her mouth, the black and white deer's eyes were no longer as quiet and indifferent as before.

She pulled away the man's hand and unbuttoned his shirt with one hand. The chest with clear texture had perfect lines, but the gauze was soaked with blood.

Li Qiao frowned. Her eyes were obviously unhappy. She picked her eyebrows and looked at the line of sight above her eyes. She knew that he was intentional and could not say anything more.

"Is it painful?" The warm palm of the man fell on her cheek, his fingers passed through her hair behind her ears, and his deep eyes fell into the warm color of the porch lamp, like a sea of gentle ink.

Can you help me?

It's a gunshot wound. It's not too much to say that it's a bone injury.

Li Qiao took him by the wrist and walked into the room. The layout of the guest house still kept the style of more than ten years ago. Two circular armchairs and round tables were placed near the window.

She pressed the man's right shoulder to let him sit down. Then she threw the brocade box on the table, which had been pinched in the palm of her hand. She bent down and pulled down the collar of his shirt, revealing a whole shoulder. "Who did you come with?"

The little girl bent over and looked at the gauze stained with blood, frowning at the man's eyes.

Shang Yu raised his hand to touch the trace of her eyebrow with fingertips, "the flowing cloud is next door."

"Do you have the medicine box?" Li Qiao held the palm of his hand and asked.

If she didn't bring the medicine box, she thought about taking him to the hospital.

The facilities in the guest house are not as perfect as those in star hotels. It's more convenient to go to the hospital than to wait for them to find the first aid kit.

At this time, Shang Yu did not speak, sitting in the chair, deep eyes reflected Li Qiao's thoughtful look.

The room light is not very bright, but also let each other's expression.

Shang Yu's Adam's apple fluctuates. As Li Qiao turns around, he suddenly reaches out his hand and clasps her back neck, pulls it to her eyes and grabs her red lips.

What she wanted to do since she saw her in Nanyang last night was finally put into action at this moment.

Li Qiao did not struggle, but distracted attention to his movements.

She bends, the man raises his head, lips and teeth stick to each other, so that Chongcheng hot and dry night added a touch of emotional ambiguity.

This kiss didn't last long, because Li Qiao thought about his injury, pushed him away, pursed his lips, said I went to find Liuyun, and hurried out of the door.

In the quiet room, the smell of blood is getting stronger.

The man leaned on the back of the circular chair and breathed. He looked down at the bandage on his left shoulder, but accidentally caught the small brocade box that Li Qiao put on the table.

The key point is that the logo printed on the brocade box

The lion tiger logo of Myanmar special implementation team.

Shang Yu's thin lips pursed slightly, and his vision stagnated on the brocade box for a long time.

He has never carefully investigated Li Qiao's affairs at the border. Most of them come from rumors. If she wants to say it, she will tell him.But he checked the man who sent the box.

He is different from Yun Li and Shen Qingye.

According to the information, he took over the post of the special execution team of the Burmese Military Ministry for the sake of Li qiaocai.

Bo tingxiao, a man who withdraws his family engagement and stays in Myanmar for Li Qiao's sake.

....

In less than two minutes, Li Qiao returned.

She holds a first-aid kit in one hand and turns back in a hurry. There are not only flowing clouds in the next room, but also moon watching, rain falling and he Chen.

It's Chongcheng, obviously accompanied by Shangyu.

As for he Chen, when he saw her enter the door, he looked for the medicine box and teased her while smoking: "sister-in-law, even if you can't help it, you can bear it a little. Your man is injured, and this guest house The sound insulation is really bad. "

Li Qiao returns to Shang Yu with the medicine box in her arms and moves away the box. At least from the movement, she doesn't show any signs of special treatment.

The man's eyes fell back to Li Qiao's face again from the table.

The warm light always has a kind of aesthetic tone, which makes her look very soft.

Li Qiao skillfully took out iodine and gauze, and then took out the medical scissors, bent over the man's gauze carefully cut.

When the bloody wound exposed in front of that moment, she still uncontrollably stagnated eyes.

The wound was in the middle of his clavicle and arm. Although the needle was sewn, it still couldn't stop the skin from collapsing and bleeding.

Shang Yu is a standard male model, especially his clavicle.

This gunshot wound destroyed the beauty of his left shoulder clavicle, Li Qiao inadvertently pinched the tweezers in her hand, hoping to give the hands of the people to repair two shots.

She raised her eyelids to see his expression, but unexpectedly found that the man's deep eyes were looking at him impartially.

Li Qiao's heart was so suddenly stung, and she pursed her lips and continued to clean up the wound for him.

It took her nearly ten minutes to finish what she could do in a few minutes.

The wound was so bad that it blocked her heart.

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