How much remorse Shang Yu has in his heart, how cautious he is at the moment.

Dare not touch, dare not see.

Those traces in his eyes are all his "evidence of crime.".

At this time, Li Qiao didn't wait for Shang Yu's reply. She couldn't help looking at the man behind her.

His eyes were dark and dark, and his beautiful outline was gloomy and silent. All the expressions that should not appear on his face were different at the moment.

Li Qiao licked the corner of his dry lip, took his hand and pulled it to the bed with little strength. "Sleep with me for a while."

The tone can be said to be very firm.

Shang Yu didn't refuse, almost obedient to lie down, dark eyes but tightly locked Li Qiao.

Aren't you afraid I'll hurt you again?

This sentence lingered on his lips, repeatedly want to ask the export, but also a little bit of fire like can not speak out.

Until -

Li Qiao lifted the quilt to cover him, grabbed his shirt and pulled it into the bed. Finally, she pillowed his arm. A series of movements were like running water, which was very natural.

Finally toss enough, she also a small cry, holding his waist, head up and kiss the man's sharp jaw, and then close your eyes to sleep.

From the beginning to the end, she showed the same closeness and trust as usual.

No defense, no dislike, even if his shirt is still full of blood and dust, Li Qiao habitually leans on his arms.

Shang Yu closed his eyes, and the frequency of Adam's apple sliding was completely disordered.

He did not drop the arm, finally across the thin was put on her shoulder, gently pat, coax her to sleep.

In the early morning, the sun rose from the East, and the two of them fell asleep on the bed of the dormitory.

....

Near noon, Li Qiao woke up.

The tentacles by the bed are cool, and there is no Shangyu in the dormitory with poor facilities.

She sat up and moved her muscles and bones twice. Except for the dull pain in her side waist, other injuries were negligible.

The medicine a Chang took yesterday is a special medicine for physical recovery that has been stored in the poor kiln.

It was also made by her and Xia Laowu in those years, but I don't know if it has expired.

Li Qiao looks down at the palm of her hand. Anyway, she's still alive and can't eat dead people.

After a while, Li Qiao took a simple bath and stood in the bathroom looking at her side waist injury. The bruise was very serious, including a lot of bruises on her arms and legs.

She turned her mouth and didn't care. She put on her clothes, opened the small cloth bag and poured out a few pills from it. After eating, she went out of the door.

Near the playground outside the dormitory building, a helicopter was parked at this time.

There is a cumbersome logo on the fuselage. It looks like a vase from a distance and a ghost symbol from a close view.

Li Qiao casually looked at a few eyes, the remaining light flashed, and saw two tall figures standing near the office building not far away.

Li San was the first to see her. His thick eyebrows wrinkled and he murmured across the distance, "why don't you lie in bed?"

Li Qiao walked over without hesitation. When Shang Yu turned and looked back, she asked: "when did you get up?"

The ignored Li San

Shang Yu looked at her steps and walked over.

In the sun, the tall figure of the man stood in front of her, blocking the setting sun above her head.

He looked at the blue fingerprints on her chin and pursed his thin lips. "It's less than ten o'clock."

Li Qiao naturally took his hand and frowned, "get up so early, why don't you sleep a little more?"

Last night, he started in the market and went back to the factory. He was suffering from both physical and mental illness.

No matter how good the physical quality is, it will be unbearable.

The man is hooking labial horn, with fingertip smooth the fold in her eyebrow, "not tired."

Li Qiao slants his one eye, takes on the face has not scabby wound, walked to Li San's front, and toward the helicopter nuzui, "that is who?"

Li three cigarettes to the lips, Yu Guang swept Shang Yu, "you ask Shaoyan."

Li Qiao is surprised to pick eyebrow, haven't spoken yet, behind the office building, three assistants and Wei Lang and Nan Zhen fish out.

How to say.

When they saw Li Qiao, they all looked at her with an indescribable expression.

Admiration? admire? to fear?

Li Qiao can't understand.

At lunch time, several people sat in the office and had a simple meal.

Li San is holding chopsticks in his hand, and his vision shuttles back and forth between Shang Yu and Li Qiao

"Well." The man answered.

Li Qiao was slightly surprised and turned to ask, "where are you going?"

Back to Nanyang?

"Healing." Shang Yu handed her a bowl of bone soup, saw her doubts, palms fell on her head, rubbed, "well, then back to Nanyang."

Li Qiao "Oh," took the soup and sipped it.At this time, Nanzhen is eating ribs, no image to speak of, she took out a napkin to wipe her hand, looked up and asked: "baby, who bit your shoulder?"

Shang Yu's hand on the plate, even the joints are slightly white.

Li San saw his sudden change of look and guessed a possibility.

But the litigant Li Qiao, is also drinking the bone soup slowly, and took the time to give a reply, "Dan min."

"I knew it must be her. She is narrow-minded, and her means are too unsophisticated. Is there something on her leg, too? "

Otherwise, it is impossible to kick the pretty side waist to the bone crack.

"Well, the knee pads are covered with iron."

Nan Zhen wanted to clap the table with indignation. Before his hand fell on the table, he was stuffed with ribs in his mouth.

Li San looked at the ribs in her mouth, licked the corners of her mouth, "eat your rice."

....

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Qiao and her party were ready to leave the factory.

Before departure, she went back to the dormitory, put the documents, medals and medicine bag that Bai Yan gave her in her briefcase, and walked out the door.

After a while, she slowly shakes out of the gate, and there are several bodyguards squatting in the corner to smoke together.

Their words attracted Li Qiao's attention.

"The underground boxing hall was What does it mean that the regiment is destroyed? "

"It's said that I can't afford to pay for it. I'm afraid it's too expensive."

"How?"

"It's said that the boxing house lost a match. In addition to the amount paid by the audience, the boxing house also needed to pay more than 10 billion yuan to the gamblers. As a result, they could not afford to pay, so they were taken over by others. Now it is estimated that the boxing house has changed owners."

Li Qiao paced forward slowly, and the bodyguard behind her still lamented that the martial arts center had been destroyed.

Ahead, Shang Yu's figure is striking.

She blinked, went forward, threw her briefcase on the seat of the helicopter, looked at him, and said in a low voice, "is the martial arts center taken?"

At this time, the man went into the bag with one hand, and his handsome face was indifferent and precious, "well, how?"

Li Qiao stooped into the engine room, sat down, thoughtfully touched his forehead, "the principal back?"

Wei Lang in the front row and three assistants in the back seat

Miss Li, shouldn't your focus be on how the boxing hall was taken away?

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