Chapter 125: Chapter 125: This Embrace, Dizzying and Enthralling Chapter 125: Chapter 125: This Embrace, Dizzying and Enthralling The bodyguard’s confidant stood in front of him, fell silent for a moment, then leaned in and whispered, “Master, it seems your guess was not wrong.

The relationship between Master Yan and Miss Li is indeed extraordinary.”

Shang Zonghai stood with his hands behind his back, his glasses hiding the sharpness and amusement in his eyes, “Whether it’s a blessing or a curse, let her own fate decide.”

…

Outside the mansion, on the mid-mountain lawn.

Shang Yu led Li Qiao for a stroll in the depths of the lawn, with the mountains enshrouded by a thin mist.

From a distance, the Tianshan Mountains seemed connected.

Li Qiao walked with her hands behind her back, looking around, and chatted with Shang Yu in a disconnected way, “Master Yan, I heard Shang Lu returned to Parma?”

“Hmm, he went back to take refuge.” The man, tall and strong, walked beside Li Qiao with his hands behind his back, teasingly contented.

Ever since being pranked last time at the Li Family, Shang Lu had avoided Li family members at all costs.

Coincidentally, during that period, Li San was in the South Sea, deliberately picking quarrels several times.

Shang Lu, caught off guard, had no choice but to temporarily return to Parma for safety.

At this moment, Li Qiao pursed her lips into a smile and looked up at him, “Is Shang Lu’s illness congenital?”

Shang Yu’s pace on the grass slowed down as he lowered his gaze to observe the girl in front of him, his eyes as unfathomable as an abyss, “You are so interested in his affairs?”

Li Qiao easily noticed the wrinkle that appeared between his brows and couldn’t help but grin, “Master Yan, my major is biomedical science.

His illness is worth researching.”

Indeed, in her eyes, Shang Lu was like a walking experimental mouse.

Hearing this, Shang Yu’s frown relaxed, and he shifted his gaze away from Li Qiao’s face, looking toward the distant mountains with a deep voice, “When Shang Lu was born, the illness was not obvious.

Around the age of three, every time he was touched by the female servants in the house, he would break out in a rash and wail, the reason unknown.”

“I see…” Li Qiao murmured thoughtfully, touching her chin.

Shang Lu’s condition sounded like he was allergic to women, but the vomiting induced by contact could also be related to the skin’s sensory system.

Lost in her thoughts, Li Qiao did not notice the dew-covered grass under her feet.

Wearing a pair of SF brand flat studded shoes, the consequence of walking while deep in thought was that the soles suddenly slipped on the wet grass; she had no time to steady herself and staggered, tumbling towards the grass.

In the blink of an eye, a strong arm swiftly wrapped around her waist, and then tightened, pulling Li Qiao firmly into the embrace of a cool and fresh scent.

Li Qiao’s lips parted slightly, an exclamation caught in her throat.

Everything happened so suddenly that even her typically reliable reflexes seemed to dull.

At this moment, amidst the verdant grass and the mountains, Li Qiao leaned against Shang Yu’s chest; due to inertia, the moment she regained her balance, her hands instinctively clung to his shoulders.

The man’s powerful arm still wrapped around her waist a bit tightly, the two pressed closely together in an intimacy that fit seamlessly.

Li Qiao held her breath without moving, her mind a complete blur.

Before her eyes was Shang Yu’s sharply contoured Adam’s apple, and looking down further, the collarbones peeking out from his neckline.

The bronze texture of his skin carried a masculine hormonal scent, the proximity allowing her to feel his heartbeat clearly.

This embrace was dizzying and bewildering.

Li Qiao’s eyelashes quivered as she lifted her head to meet the man’s gaze.

At such a distance, she could clearly see her own reflection in Shang Yu’s dark eyes.

Li Qiao’s breath tightened, her fingers clutching his shoulder curled slightly, her heart completely thrown into chaos.

Then the palm on her lower back relaxed just a little, but did not let go, and she heard the man’s husky magnetic voice in her ear, “Not watching where you’re going, what were you daydreaming about?”