Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 732

   Hearing the sound, Li San's hands holding the steering wheel tightly, "She is busy."

  Li Qiao caught the restlessness between Li San’s eyebrows through the rearview mirror, curled her lips, and leaned in Shang Yu’s arms.

  ……

  That afternoon, Li Qiao took Mo Jue back to the dormitory, and called Achang to ask him to come to the factory after dark.

Outside the building, Shang Yu and Li San smoked and chatted, "How many days can I stay here this time?"

  The man is wearing a black knee-length windbreaker, with one hand over his trouser pocket, his tall and straight figure is a landscape of its own, "About two days."

Lisan bit a cigarette at the corner of his mouth, twisted his neck with his hands on his hips, "I can't help with Pama, don't be polite to me at the border."

  Shang Yu met his gaze, pressed the corner of his mouth, and faintly responded, "Well, how is the factory doing?"

   "Not bad." Li San spit out a mist with the smoke in his hands. "With your order from Pama Military Factory and Wenxi Island, there will be no problems in a short time."

  The arms orders sent by Shang Yu and Jin Rong are enough to support the performance of the border factories for several years.

  Even if the Holly factory in Myanmar is still robbing him of business, it doesn’t matter.

  At this time, there was a compliment-like ridicule from a distance, "Sister Nan, have you gone for a blind date in such a good-looking dress?"

  Li San cast his sights along with the sound, and saw Nan Yu walking down from the jeep wearing a fiery red dress.

  Don’t blame someone for teasing, it’s really good-looking, bulging and curving, graceful and charming.

  Especially the long hair became a big wave and draped over the left shoulder, alive and well like a walking fairy.

  Li San swallowed fiercely, and took a big puff of cigarette, but couldn't suppress the itching in his throat.

  It's so **** good-looking.

  Nan Yu didn't notice Li San at the back left, flung off her long hair, and walked into the office unhurriedly.

  Li San's eyes moved with her, and he couldn't get it back for a long time.

  Shang Yu, who was standing opposite him, silently curled his lips, pinched a cigarette, and turned back into the dormitory.

  In a simple dormitory, Li Qiao sits in a chair and listens to the phone.

  The door opened, she looked over, her eyes smashed into the man’s deep pupils, and she put down the phone with a slight smile.

  Siluo at the other end: "???"

  At this time, Mojue was not in the room, and he didn't know where he was going to find strange things.

  The man walked calmly in front of Li Qiao, his palm rested on her head and rubbed it twice, "When to go to the poor kiln?"

   "Wait for dark." Li Qiao looked up at him, thought for a moment, and added, "The teacher may let us spend the night there."

  "Afraid that I won't adapt?" Shang Yu curled his fingers and rubbed her profile, his thin lips showing some tenderness.

  Li Qiao looked down and said with a chuckle: "Well, the conditions of the poor people's kiln are a bit crude."

   Let Shang Yu live in the poor kiln, it is inevitable that he was wronged.

  The man provoked her chin, forcing Li Qiao to raise her head and leaned over, with a smile in her voice, "Just you are there."

  ……

  On the other side, Nan Yu returned to the office, kicked off his high heels without showing any images, and walked to the sofa to lie down straight.

  Tired, sore waist and back pain.

  Nan Yu put her forehead with her forearm, tugged the hem of her skirt twice, squinting to sleep.

  She went on this mission for a week and gained a lot. She wanted to report to Li San when she woke up.

   Half-dreaming and half-waking, Nan Yu inexplicably felt a strong and unignorable line of sight falling on him.

  She was extremely tired, and she was too lazy to open her eyes. She simply turned to face the back of the sofa, muttered a few words in her dream, and continued to fall asleep.

   Li San's hot eyes fell on her snow-white thighs, and licked her thin lips, a little hot.

  The long dress was red like a fire, which was enchanting and gorgeous on her.

  The high-slit skirt design, as she rolls over and slips from her legs, the waistline is exquisite and the curve is straight.

   Li San frowned impatiently, walked up to her and pushed her shoulders down.

  Nan Yu did not wake up.

  Li San looked at her long legs again, and after thinking about it, he took off the black coat and put it on her body.

  This woman never knows how attractive she is.

  Li San sighed, he couldn't move his legs even though he wanted to walk.

  He sat down on the corner of the sofa and looked down at the sleeping woman. His breathing was light, and the faint fragrance kept bewildering his reason.

  Hard to explode.

  The more I looked, the more I couldn't help it. Li San didn't know what he was thinking. His rough fingers touched Nan Yu's face so uncontrollably, the touch was smooth and soft, and he couldn't put it down.

   Then, Nan Yu was awakened by him.

  Nan Yu, who hadn’t slept for two days, was very unconscious. He pushed away the messy hands on his face and opened his eyes in embarrassment. The eyes were still confused, and he said, "What are you doing?"

  Li San didn't speak, and stared at her without an instant.

  It’s been a long time since he had seen such a soft Nanyu. It was a long while before he said hoarsely: "Go back to the room to sleep."

  Nan Yu refused in a daze, "Don't go, can't walk."

   Li San was wearing a hurdle vest, his chest undulated violently, and he said coquettishly, "I will hug you."

  Nan Yu didn't say a word, as if he had fallen asleep again.

  Then, Li San’s straight male thinking mistakenly thought that she had acquiesced to her proposal, regardless of the three or seventy-one, he stooped and hugged Nan Yu sideways.

  It’s really soft and fragrant.

  The long skirt swayed on Li San's arms, Nan Yu was not sleeping well, and twisted twice in his arms, his tone was very unfriendly, "Don't move."

  Li San stopped moving, looking down at her face buried in her chest, her mouth was dry.

  Especially the style of the tube top reveals a large amount of white softness.

  In this way, Li San stopped and walked, and finally took Nan Yu into the lounge next door, looked at the single bed, but did not put her down for a long time.

  This way, even if Nan Yu is sleepy, she is woken up by tossing.

  She faintly opened her flushing eyes, leaning on Li San’s shoulder, squeezing her forehead, “Boss, what are you doing to toss me so that I can sleep well?”

  Li San looked down at Nan Yu, his tone low a few degrees, "Do you call this tossing?"

   "Otherwise?"

   Li San shot a dangerous dark light in his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, stepped forward and threw Nan Yu on the bed, "This is called tossing."

   Nan Yu was thrown into a blindfold, her face was muddled with long hair, and she looked at Li San who was leaning over, frowning, "What...huh."

  Li San immediately used practical actions to tell Nan Yu what tossing is.

  He squeezed Nan Yu's wrist with one hand and pressed it against the top of his head, while the other hand clamped her chin directly over his lips, prying her teeth away and driving straight in.

  Nan Yu struggled twice under him, probably because the aura of the bandits on the border was too strong, and after a while, he softened.

  She did not respond obviously, but the two kissed hard to separate.

  Like each other, how can you resist each other's temptation.

  The relationship has been deadlocked for a long time, and there is a faint tendency to break the ice in the kiss.

   Then, Nan Ying fell asleep with her mouth half open.

  Li San breathed heavily, pressed her down and breathed slowly, pulled the quilt over her, narrowed her eyes, tilted her head and took a sip on her slender neck.

  Put a stamp, in case the woman wakes up and refuses to admit it.

  (End of this chapter)