Outright Favoritism

Chapter 508 The man is Bo Tingxiao

He looked down at Li Qiao, and there was an unnoticeable wave in the depths of his eyes.

In fact, he had to stare for a long time before he could overlap Li Qiao's current appearance with the eyebrows in his memory.

It's probably been a long time since I saw him, and even the way he rubbed her hair was a bit rusty.

Soon, Bo Tingxiao took off his arm and smiled with a slightly scorching look: "It's been a long time since you called me Brother Xiao."

Li Qiao raised her head and raised her eyebrows jokingly, "It hasn't been long."

Bo Tingxiao leaned slightly towards Li Qiao, his resolute silhouette softened by the smile on his lips, "How many years have you left?"

Li Qiao licked his lips and glanced at him, but said nothing.

Bo Tingxiao's eyes were gentle and deep, always showing a boundless sense of spoiling, "It's really a conscience. Sit down and talk to me."

He gestured to the wooden chair next to him, and they sat down one after another.

On the other side, Zong Zhan leaned against a boulder engraved with the words "Lotus Terrace", rubbing his chin with his fingers, his eyes filled with extremely complicated dark light.

Something is wrong.

Li Qiao and Bo Tingxiao also know each other, and they seem to be very familiar.

Although that face is more handsome than the unskilled, but... he has the advantage of age, and he is steady and practical.

Although Zong Zhan has no experience in love, he also knows that a man in his early years can most attract little girls of Li Qiao's age.

He looked at the lotus promenade, and after a few seconds, he took out a few photos with his phone.

I opened WeChat and threw it to Shang Yu. At the end, I added a paragraph: That man is Bo Tingxiao.

Although Zong Zhan is not a gossip character, he also sees some ways.

This time the emperor's family banquet, the servant asked him to help him watch his woman. Is the real purpose of this Bo Tingxiao?

The WeChat message was sent for a long time, but it was like a stone sinking into the ocean.

Zong Zhan lowered his head to look, and fell into contemplation with his eyebrows twisted.

In the past few years, no one knew where the Bo brothers had gone. The Emperor’s circle changed with each passing day. After they left, within half a year, the rumors about them faded.

Now that Bo Tingxiao has returned strongly, Zong Zhan has a vague feeling that he is going to use the wedding banquet of the Zong family to return to the sight of the people in Beijing.

What is the purpose? Planning to inherit the family business?

Then why did you decisively leave?

Zong Zhan was puzzled. He watched in secret for a long time and found that the two seemed to be ordinary reminiscences.

But there seems to be something more.

...

By the lotus pond, Li Qiao sat in a wooden chair with her legs upright, tapping the wooden table lightly with her fingers, "If I hadn’t seen you here today, I really didn’t know that the captain of the execution team of the dignified Burmese country was Emperor Bo family."

Bo Tingxiao opened his eyes and looked at her, curling his lips, "This is not a conflict."

Li Qiao stopped her finger and joked: "It's not conflicting, but I used to see you in a military uniform before, but I didn't expect this suit to match your temperament."

Bo Tingxiao put the suit on the table casually, adjusted his cuffs, smiled gently, "You are so heartless, can you remember how I look like in military uniform?"

"..." Li Qiao looked at him blankly and stopped talking.

In fact, the relationship between her and Bo Tingxiao is different from the Seven Frontier Seven, and they are more similar to brothers and sisters.

He is eight years older than her. He has a calm and introverted personality, and he is always infinitely tolerant and indulgent towards her.

He once joked, saying that if no one dared to ask for it in the future, he wouldn't mind helping to accept her.

At that time she seemed to say something like this: "Whose brother do you see will take his sister?"

After a while, someone on the other side of the corridor brought two cups of tea with a tray.

Bo Tingxiao waved his hand casually, and placed the teacup in front of Li Qiao, "A while ago, I heard you went to Feicheng?"

"Well, go back and do something." Li Qiao opened the lidding cup and dialed the tea, "You are going to stay in the Imperial Capital this time?"

Bo Tingxiao took a sip from the teacup, and cast a smile on her, "Do you want me to stay or go back?"

"Me?" Li Qiao stopped when he squeezed the tea leaves, and glanced at him coolly, "Just listen if I say it?"

Bo Tingxiao bends her lips calmly, "It's not bad to be a suggestion."

Li Qiao gave an unwilling ‘oh’, staring at him, and said tepidly, "Then I refuse to give advice."

A low mellow laughter came from his chest, and Bo Tingxiao stretched out his finger and nodded at her in the air, "Are you afraid that I will dig a hole for you or are you worried that I will blame you in the future?"

"What pit can you dig for me?" Li Qiao raised his eyebrows while drinking tea. "Besides, your old man must have made arrangements in his heart, so you don't need to ask me."

She knows Bo Tingxiao very well. This man has always made plans and then moves.

It's not an old treacherous cunning, but it can definitely afford a scheming plan.

Bo Tingxiao was amused by her tone, and his expression became more easy-going, "I won't go back for the time being. Would you like to stay in the Imperial Palace for a few days?"

Li Qiao thought for a few seconds, frowned in embarrassment.

It’s not impossible to stay in the Imperial Capital and Bo Tingxiao to recount the past, but...

"Why? Afraid that your boyfriend would disagree?" Bo Tingxiao slowly raised his sword eyebrows and looked at Li Qiao in a leisurely manner. The dark surges in his eyes were all hidden in the deepest part of the sky.

This time, Li Qiao was surprised, "You know?"

She didn't seem to have said that she had a boyfriend, including when she met Bo Tingsu in Chongcheng, and she didn't reveal a word.

Over the years, they have lived on their own trajectories, and there is not much overlap.

At this time, Bo Tingxiao glanced at the lotus pond next to him, pursed his thin lips, and looked at Li Qiao again, "Although the LED confession you gave to Nanyang Shang Shaoyan for the whole city has only been on the hot search for a few hours, I want to see it. It’s hard not to see."

But he knew this, it was actually earlier than her Valentine's Day confession.

He knew it when she went to meet Lebanon at the border a few months ago.

Because he was sitting in the back seat of the jeep, but he didn't show up.

That special plane belongs to the Nanyang Yanhuang Group. Although some things are difficult to investigate, they are not impossible to find out.

Besides, the man also secretly investigated him not long ago.

Li Qiao rubbed the rim of the cup with her fingers. After listening to Bo Tingxiao's words, she raised her eyebrows pretentiously and said, "Do you still read hot searches?"

Bo Tingxiao: "..."

He squinted, with a playful gloom in his eyes, and even raised his hand to touch his face, "Do you think I have reached the age when I can't read hot searches?"

Li Qiao licked the corner of her mouth and squinted at him. She said in a weak tone, "I didn't say that."

Even if it was true, she would not admit it.

It's not because of his age, but Bo Tingxiao has always given people a mature and stable image of a veteran cadre, and he is also particularly pragmatic and sophisticated.

It's not like a man who knows how to search for gossip.

Bo Tingxiao stared at her with a deep sense of helplessness. He folded his arms on the edge of the table and leaned forward and said, "You refused to return to the border because of him?"

　There will be two changes in the early morning, and one more to see before six tomorrow afternoon.

(End of this chapter)