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

During the Jiang family's banquet, someone found out about Mr. Jiang's scandal.

Standing at the door of the room, Jiang Weiyang's face was ashen, he never thought that he would see his brother and Feng Xinyao rolling together.

"...How about, let's go to another place and look for Miss Murong again." Someone tried to slip away.

After seeing the gossip that the older one could kill him, no one dared to stay any longer, for fear of getting angry.

But as soon as the words fell, Jiang Weiyang still hadn't made a sound, but everyone heard another footstep approaching from outside, light and even with an indescribable sense of leisure.

"Why do we all gather here?" Murong Qiao asked with a smile.

After she pushed Feng Xinyao through the door just now, she hid aside to observe the situation. Seeing the excitement here, she also knew that the time had come, so she walked out.

Hearing Murong Qiao's voice, Jiang Weiyang looked at her in disbelief.

The person who was supposed to be drugged and lying on the bed was now standing in front of her alive with a healthy complexion.

Seeing that Murong Qiao was in good health, Huo Yichen slowly loosened his frown.

Murong Qiao walked over, glanced into the room with vain eyes, and took it back.

The picture was too filthy, dirtying her eyes.

"It's good that you're fine." Huo Yichen heaved a sigh of relief.

He walked over to block Murong Qiao, preventing her from seeing the scene inside the house again.

But this action made Feng Xinyao, who was originally pressed on the bed, look pale.

"I..." She closed her mouth consciously just as she was about to speak out.

The situation was chaotic just now, so Feng Xinyao naturally didn't notice that Huo Yichen was there, seeing him now, she felt that her body, which was originally hot, had turned into a body without temperature.

Nothing made her feel more ashamed than what she was doing now, so embarrassing that she wanted to die.

It's like doing evil in front of the boy you have a crush on, Feng Xinyao's feeling in her heart is tens of thousands of times heavier at this moment.

Jiang Qing was still awake, Jiang Weiyang helped close the door with a dark face.

With such an incident, how could she still be in the mood to continue the banquet.

Everyone bid farewell wisely and left here, but everyone knew that it would not be long before the story of Jiang Qing's "three people going together" would spread.

It was already late at night, and the stars were flickering and dimming. The only two eyes that could be seen on the road were the street lamps that cast a small area of ​​warm light.

Murong Qiao was the co-pilot, her eyes followed the scenery passing by the window from time to time, the main driver was Huo Yichen, who said he wanted to take her home first.

"I'm very worried about you today." Huo Yichen said.

He mentioned what happened at the banquet just now, "I couldn't find you, so I thought something happened to you."

Huo Yichen's tone was light, but Murong Qiao's eyes flashed with guilt.

The throwing of the mobile phone is of course not the reason for her to excuse herself. The care revealed by Huo Yichen's words made Murong Qiao belatedly aware of it.

"Sorry." She mumbled.

At that time, Murong Qiao didn't think too much about it, so he just followed his plan.

Huo Yichen shook his head, "I'm not sorry, and I'm not blaming you, Qiao Qiao."

"I just hope that when you are in danger, I can be by your side to protect you." His voice was so soft that it couldn't be softer.

It seemed as if the wind could disperse it, falling on Murong Qiao's heart, arousing her slight itch and guilt.

Murong Qiao pursed her lips, then nodded. "good."

She agreed, but Huo Yichen didn't make another sound.

The car drove very smoothly, which even made Murong Qiao feel a little sleepy, her eyes half closed and her head gradually turned crooked.

she fell asleep.

The banquet lasted for a whole day, and Murong Qiao, who had closed his eyes at this moment, looked extraordinarily quiet, leaning against the soft and comfortable back of the chair, breathing long and evenly.

Huo Yichen turned his head for a glance, then turned his head and concentrated on driving again.

The speed of the car was much slower than before.

When Murong Qiao woke up again, he found that the car had stopped, and not far away was the familiar Murong's house.

She frowned, and subconsciously wanted to check the time with her mobile phone, so she slipped off the coat she was wearing, carrying the cool and warm scent of rosin from her master.

There was no one in the main driver, Murong Qiao looked around and found a figure leaning in front of the car, wearing only a white shirt inside, looking thin and windy, he felt cold at first glance.

Murong Qiao gradually came to his senses. The moment she pushed the car door, Huo Yichen noticed the movement and turned to look at her.

"You don't know it's cold." Murong Qiao scolded.

She returned the coat to the owner, and she didn't feel too cold just after waking up.

Huo Yichen laughed and didn't refuse, but reached out and stroked Murong Qiao's hair.

"Go home when you wake up, so you don't catch a cold again." He glanced at the direction of Murong's house.

Bright, warm, and brightly lit at night, people just take a look at it and feel extremely at ease.

Murong Qiao shook her head, and instead pulled Huo Yichen back into the car.

In order to let Murong Qiao sleep well, the air conditioner in the car was fully turned on, and the two of them were wrapped in warmth as soon as they came back, and their bodies stretched out unconsciously.

Murong Qiao couldn't bear to leave now, "Stay a little longer."

She took Huo Yichen's hand, leaned against the back of the chair and looked at him sideways, her eyes were as bright as stars with a little watery light, and when the light from the roof of the car came down, it dispersed the light inside, turning into a little ripples and twinkling, beautiful It made Huo Yichen want to kiss.

So he did.

He leaned over, put down the co-pilot's seat, and took advantage of Murong Qiao's tendency to lean back to kiss her soft lips.

The texture is a bit like jelly, so soft that he can't help raging, marking his own marks.

"Oh!" Murong Qiao opened his eyes wide.

She was caught off guard, looking at the handsome face zoomed in front of her eyes, her already blushing face was even more charming now.

The slender waist is also supported by the generous palm, which feels unexpectedly good.

"Huo Yichen!" Murong Qiao called him by his full name in shame.

This place is only a few hundred meters away from her home. Although my brother should be asleep by now, Murong Qiao is still a little startled.

Huo Yichen relaxed slightly, looked down at her, his voice was laziness and hoarse.

"I am here."

He responded, looking at Murong Qiao like a rabbit, his eyes widened after being frightened, and he didn't dare to move, but his body fell into his hands again, limp into a puddle for him to knead.

"I'm here, Qiao Qiao." This time he changed to whispering in Murong Qiao's ear.

The base of the ear has always been Murong Qiao's sensitive area, almost just blowing lightly, even the waist is itchy, and the whole body is numb as if it has been electrified.

Huo Yichen's voice was extremely sexy.

Murong Qiao felt that her face must be blushing at this moment, she bit her lip, trying not to be confused by the beauty in front of her eyes.

"Don't bark." She retorted.

But this rebuttal is really no real resistance, and it will only make Huo Yichen's idea of ​​doing whatever he wants grow stronger.

Like a budding rose, Huo Yichen always wants her to bloom early.

Huo Yichen lowered his head, kissed her gently on her forehead, eyebrows, eyelids and nose, and extended to her lips, with indescribable tenderness and restraint.

But the breathing is so scorching hot, so hot that there is a kind of arrogant and wanton impulse that almost breaks the cage.

Murong Qiao was so kissed that he closed his eyes unconsciously, but his senses became stronger because of it.

The man's voice was low and hoarse, and no matter what he said, it would make people's ears go soft, but he just said her name over and over again.

"Jojo... Jojo..."