After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

  Chapter 668 Good intentions to do bad things

  The housewarming celebration is a reason for everyone to get together after a long absence.

  Looking at the rising heat in front of him and the ingredients gradually falling into the pot, Murong Qiao suddenly had a feeling that his body had relaxed a step ahead of his thoughts and was no longer tense.

   "Why are you in a daze." Huo Yichen's voice attracted her attention.

  The next second, Murong Qiao saw a piece of cooked meat being placed in his bowl.

   An Nuo, who was sitting opposite her, was not to be outdone, "This is delicious, Joe, try it!"

There were not many bowls, because of Huo Yichen's concern and An Nuo's subsequent offensive, plus there was a silent but still active competitor, Murong Chen, Murong Qiao couldn't care about it for a while. I went to pick up vegetables by myself.

  She watched a few people for a long time, and in the end, she had to follow their example and serve a few people with vegetables, so that she narrowly blocked the tendency that her bowl was about to turn into a hill.

   "Eat more, eat more, and eat my portion too." An Nuo did not forget his original intention.

   After all, among the four people present, she is the only one who needs to maintain her figure for work, so she doesn't eat too much delicious food. Most of the time, she picks some vegetables.

   As for the meat, An Nuo knew that Murong Qiao liked to eat meat, so he cooked it himself before putting it in the other party's bowl.

   Murong Chen, who was sitting next to An Nuo, caught a glimpse of An Nuo's very meager appetite while serving food for his younger sister, and couldn't help frowning.

  Does she usually... eat so little?

   "Speaking of it." Murong Qiao said, "Brother, why did you come to my side today?"

  When she was talking, she used her free hand to make a fanning motion towards her mouth.

  Huo Yichen looked at her, noticed Murong Qiao's red lips from eating spicy food, then got up and went to the refrigerator to get a drink.

   "Monthly inspection." Murong Chen answered briefly.

  Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows because of this answer, and couldn't help but start to think about whether such a thing really happened before.

   Probably under the influence of the hot pot atmosphere, chatting from time to time has become a way of exchanging feelings with each other.

   It was just that Murong Qiao and An Nuo were chatting, and their minds were not on eating.

   At the end, while Murong Chen and Huo Yichen looked helplessly at each other, the two men were jointly responsible for "cleaning the battlefield".

  As for Murong Qiao and An Nuo, each holding a glass of drink with ice cubes, they sat on the balcony and bit their ears together, their voices were so low that only each other could hear them.

   After eating, the table should always be cleaned up briefly.

   Murong Chen didn't want to leave troublesome things for his younger sister who woke up the next morning, so he got up and started tidying up.

   As a result, when I reached for the empty jar next to it, I realized that what was prepared was not fruit juice, but fruit wine with a high alcohol content.

  He looked at the beautifully packaged fruit wine glass bottle in his hand, and then looked at Murong Qiao and An Nuo who were still drinking not far away, his forehead twitched suddenly.

  An Nuo, who was holding a drink over there, unconsciously took another sip.

   "This drink feels quite delicious, it's as sweet as a peach, and the taste is mellow..." An Nuo muttered.

  She didn't seem to notice her blushing cheeks, and even took a sip of it as if it wasn't enough.

   It was too hot to eat hot pot just now, it always makes people feel better to drink more ice.

   Murong Qiao also held a cup in his hand, "I don't know, Ah Chen brought it here."

   "Hmm..." An Nuo frowned, groping around his body with his hands.

  She felt the vibrating sound of the mobile phone in her pocket, but she didn't realize that the alcohol had affected her perception, so she searched her body for a long time before finally taking out the mobile phone.

   is her sleep alarm clock.

  Looking at the bright half past eleven on the screen of the phone, even An Nuo's brain, which had begun to dull, finally realized the fact that he needed to go home.

  She still has a lot of announcements to run tomorrow.

  A voice sounded in An Nuo's heart, prompting her to stand up and get her clothes to go home.

   "Hiss—" Murong Qiao was going to get up to see An Nuo off, but he got up suddenly and couldn't find a support point. He couldn't stand firmly and fell back to the position just now.

  Looking at his younger sister and An Nuo's miraculous performances after drinking, Murong Chen was silent for a moment, and then swallowed the words he wanted to ask about their alcohol tolerance.

  He couldn't help sighing, and then looked at Huo Yichen next to him. "It's almost ready, leave An Nuo to me, and take care of Qiao Qiao."

   It's not good to stay here so late, even though the room can accommodate, both An Nuo and Murong Chen have their own things to do tomorrow.

  The only good thing is that Murong Chen didn't drink the fruit wine just now, but only drank a few sips of water, so he can still serve as the driver.

  Just supporting An Nuo to go out, and taking the very difficult step of getting on the elevator, it was extremely difficult for Murong Chen.

  The owner of the body has no intention of being obedient, and a straight corridor can walk out of nine twists and eighteen bends.

   "Goodbye, Qiao Qiao!" An Nuo vigorously waved goodbye to Murong Qiao.

  She didn't seem to realize that it was Huo Yichen who was standing at the door to see him off, with a persistent smirk on his face, and this action caused even the coat he just put on to fall off.

   "..." Murong Chen's eyesight was so sharp that he quickly helped him with his hands.

  Adhering to the politeness of seeing no evil, Murong Chen took advantage of the opportunity to fasten the button of An Nuo's coat to the top button, in order to prevent the falling incident from happening again.

  For the first time, he felt that the elevator was going up so slowly.

   It was clear that he hadn't been drinking, but he sensed the soft fruity aroma gradually wafting from his side, which made Murong Chen feel a little bit drunk for a moment.

  Huo Yichen on the other side was not much better.

  Drinking and drinking, seeing that Murong Qiao had started to open the refrigerator in an attempt to find out Glacier's inhuman behavior inside, he couldn't help but glanced at the fruit wine that had been emptied, and sighed heavily.

  I knew this would happen a long time ago, so I should have paid attention to it when I ate just now.

   But the person in charge of shopping—seems to be Ye Zhen?

   Waiting for work tomorrow... Tsk.

  Huo Yichen belatedly remembered who the culprit was, but he didn't have time to think about it right now.

  Ye Zhen, on the other hand, after delivering the drinks and leaving, he was still happily thinking about whether the CEO would give him a bonus the next day.

  He deliberately chose for so long to choose the most popular fruit wine. I heard that many couples especially like this one!

  Ye Zhen still doesn't know that he is doing bad things with good intentions and making things self-defeating. He is already lying on the bed beautifully and falling asleep.

   It's just that it's late at night, seeing Murong Qiao who has no intention of going to sleep and is still making a fuss, even Huo Yichen has a headache from the situation in front of him.

   "Jojo." He walked over and called.

  Huo Yichen held Murong Qiao in his arms without changing his face, so that the other party would not damage the succulent plants on the windowsill again.

  The room was full of the fragrance of the hot pot. He first looked in the direction of the bedroom, and then felt that it was not appropriate to leave Murong Qiao alone here to sleep, so he had no choice but to take him back to the next door.

   "I still want to drink..." Murong Qiao clasped Huo Yichen's neck with both hands, mumbled.

  When she was talking, her legs were not honestly moving around, which added a lot of difficulty to Huo Yichen's plan.