Outright Favoritism

Chapter 163 Let's take a while

Twenty minutes later, the firewall matchup ended.

Two candidates were eliminated, and the remaining six continued the next operation.

Li Qiao nestled in the soft chair, her expression becoming tired.

The light in the room was already dim, and coupled with the various codes that kept beating on the screen, her eyelids were getting heavier.

Finally, after passing the first hurdle, Li Qiao successfully fell asleep on the back of the chair.

"Boss, then we..."

Mochizuki didn't notice Li Qiao, watching the matchup result from the Hongke side, Li Shaoquan entered the second round.

However, before the words were over, he saw Shang Yu bend his arms slightly, interrupting him.

Mochizuki pursed his mouth and said nothing, and followed the man's sight, oh, the ancestor was asleep.

He stood there without saying a word, pointed to the screen, and then to the remote control in his hand. Before the boss responded, he heard an order to dismiss, "Go out."

full moon:"?"

At any rate, he is the person in charge of the red guest, the declared godfather of the red guest, the candidate is at an important moment in the fight, let him go out?

Mochizuki did not give up, and took a step forward in an attempt to make the final struggle, and then...

The boss of their family faintly tucked the ends of his eyes, and a cold eye swept across his black eyes.

Mochizuki's expression shrank, he subconsciously brought his legs together, gestured toward the back with his thumb, turned and walked straight away.

He is the best at observing words and colors.

No way, Mochizuki had to go to the meeting room next door, reconnected all the synchronization devices, and sat alone in a room less than ten square meters, holding his mobile phone to watch the match.

It's also very good, very quiet, but the screen of the phone is too **** small.

...

Li Qiao woke up two hours later.

She slept soundly this time, and the only drawback is probably that the chair is not comfortable enough.

Li Qiao stretched her eyebrows and slowly opened her misty eyes.

The entrance is the black projection wall in front of which there are codes flashing quickly.

But the cutting screen has changed from eight to four.

As if, several other candidates were eliminated.

Li Qiao tilted her head, and after a few glances, she didn't feel right.

What is her position now...?

Li Qiao kept tilting her head, her eyes fell a little bit, and the first thing she saw was a pair of leather shoes that were still shiny in the dark.

Further up, there are the man's long legs with his ankles stretched flat in front.

And her head was resting on the man's shoulders at this time, and her forehead was close to the skin of his neck, and a steady stream of masculine breath came in instantly.

Li Qiao didn't move after being surprised, blinked and continued to observe Shang Yu's posture.

He seemed to be quite comfortable, with his arms folded on the armrests, fingers crossed and placed in front of his abdomen, breathing gently, looking at the projection, did not seem to notice that she was awake.

Li Qiao wondered, let's rely on it for a while.

Then, there was a feeling of rubbing and trembling from the skin that was close to each other. The man had turned his head, his chin brushed the tip of her nose, and whispered, "Wake up?"

Hey, it was discovered.

Li Qiao flexed his fingers and rubbed the tip of his nose, and slowly straightened up from his shoulder, making a dull "um".

Such actions also caused the suit jacket covering her body to slip off suddenly.

No wonder the nose is all his smell.

Li Qiao pulled up his suit again and hugged it in her arms, and projected her lips to the wall, "How long will it be over?"

The man did not change his posture, turned his head to look at Li Qiao, his eyes filled with shadows, "About ten minutes, still want to sleep?"

Li Qiao shook her head lazily, "No more sleep, hungry..."

(End of this chapter)