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

The face that I can't get tired of even after looking at it many times, is still bright and beautiful even in the extremely close distance.

In the dim environment, with only the screen behind as the light source, Huo Yichen's eyes wandered between the eyebrows and eyes of the other party, as if he was patrolling his territory proudly in a wild beast, even the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, the slightly raised eyelashes, even the tip of the nose and lips Every corner has to be looked at carefully one by one.

That gaze was so hot that it made Murong Qiao's face heat up when he was looked at, and then he was ashamed of being caught between the opponent's arms.

She raised her head angrily, and took the initiative to bite Huo Yichen's lips.

"Didn't you come to see a movie!" She complained.

Being so close, Huo Yichen still has no intention of going to the movies.

The sweet scent of popcorn that permeated the air due to the heat was gone at this moment, but the faint floral scent from Murong Qiao's body filled Huo Yichen's sense of smell, making his heart more restless.

Huo Yichen's shoulders were slightly tense, but he didn't withdraw his hand after adjusting the angle of the back of the chair. Instead, he followed Murong Qiao's messy hair, and then fell to rub against her pink lips.

Obviously before coming in, he really wanted to watch a movie seriously, but at this moment, his taste has changed.

The ambiguity created at the beginning of the movie did not disappear with the transition of the screen, but shifted to the surroundings of Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen, lingering.

Just before the distance was almost zero, Huo Yichen suddenly spoke. "I can't help it, I'm fascinated by it."

Before the words finished, Huo Yichen bent down and blocked Murong Qiao's lips that were about to open, leaving his own traces as if declaring his territory.

Murong Qiao was almost breathless from the kiss, and Huo Yichen pressed him on the chair, and put his hands on the other's chest with no place to rest.

Occasionally, she would rebel in her heart and wanted to fight back, but every time before she made a move, she was suppressed by Huo Yichen again, and was forced to immerse herself in the other's gentle and domineering.

"Well--"

Huo Yichen kissed a little harder, and saw Murong Qiao opened his eyes in a trance, but the trembling eyes were out of focus, and could only reflect his figure, swearing his passivity at the moment.

The taste of matcha ice cream seemed to have not disappeared from his lips and teeth, so Huo Yichen tasted it thoroughly.

Murong Qiao couldn't remember what the movie said in the end.

It's just that when she came out, she was stared at by the young lady at the front desk with ambiguous and gossiping eyes, so Murong Qiao blushed and went to the nearby shop to buy a mask to wear on her face.

Is he a dog...

Murong Qiao touched the corner of his bitten mouth, hissed and then stared at the innocent Huo Yichen who was walking beside him.

After watching this movie, it was already late at night.

The people coming and going on the street outside also became much sparser. After walking out of the shopping mall, Murong Qiao couldn't help shivering after taking a breath of the cold air outside.

"Wrap it up, you'll feel better if you catch a cold." Huo Yichen wrapped the scarf around Murong Qiao's neck.

Murong Qiao spoke bluntly, "I'm a strong adult, how could I catch a cold."

After speaking, in order to prove his strength, Murong Qiao took a big gulp of the iced cola in his hand.

"You—" Huo Yichen patted her forehead, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

The shopping mall is not far from Murong Qiao's residence, Huo Yichen acts as the driver and drives slowly and steadily, Murong Qiao's eyelids began to fight even before reaching the destination, and he felt sleepy.

After concentrating for a whole day, at this moment, once the body relaxes, it can't withstand the exhaustion.

Huo Yichen saw Murong Qiao gradually falling asleep, and further slowed down the speed of the car.

Originally, it only took 20 minutes. After Huo Yichen deliberately slowed down, it took 40 minutes to arrive at the downstairs of Murong Qiao's house.

only……

Huo Yichen stopped the car, glanced at Murong Qiao who was sleeping soundly in the co-pilot, looked at it for a while, and finally gave up the plan in his mind to wake him up.

He turned to get out of the car, went to the co-pilot's side and opened the door, then slowly and gently carried the other person out of the co-pilot, and walked towards the elevator.

An Nuo, who was staying at home at this time, was still not asleep, and was staring at the script research for his upcoming audition, when he heard a knock and a knock on the door.

Joe is back?

An Nuo guessed instantly, then quickly got up and went to the door to look through the cat's eyes, and found that Huo Yichen was standing outside with Murong Qiao in his arms, and quickly opened the door.

"You—" An Nuo lowered his voice.

Huo Yichen explained softly, "I was too tired and fell asleep on the way back. Which is her room?"

He hadn't been here much, so he wasn't very familiar with it.

An Nuo quickly gave him a direction, and then made way for Huo Yichen to carry him in.

Murong Qiao slept soundly, staying in Huo Yichen's arms, subconsciously leaning against the other's chest, even rubbing against each other.

Huo Yichen lowered his body slightly, lifted the quilt, put the person on the bed, and carefully took off the other person's shoes and coat.

After thinking about the other party's habits, Huo Yichen went to get Murong Qiao's phone again, and unlocked it with his fingerprint.

I don't know when the wallpaper on the phone screen was replaced by Murong Qiao, and it became the photo taken by the boy today. Seeing the intimacy between the two on the screen, Huo Yichen couldn't help softening the indifference on his face, and then put The alarm clock set by the other party was cancelled, so as not to be woken up the next day.

After he finished everything, he saw Murong Qiao's peaceful sleeping face and kissed him, and then he stepped back lightly.

"I'm leaving first. If there's anything wrong with her, please send me a message." Huo Yichen and An Nuo said again.

An Nuo responded, and saw Huo Yichen leave.

She went to lock the door, and then the image of Huo Yichen sending Murong Qiao back appeared repeatedly in her mind. The gossip in her heart was almost ready to move. She wished she could go to Murong Qiao's room right now, shake him awake, and ask them what they were doing tonight. what.

It's a pity that the other party is still sleeping, An Nuo had no choice but to go back to sleep in his room.

When Murong Qiao woke up naturally from the bed the next day, he still couldn't recover.

She subconsciously raised her hand to block the sunlight coming in from the gap in the curtains to avoid dazzling, and then dimly touched the phone.

As a result, he didn't find the phone, but first found the note An Nuo wrote to himself.

[I'm going to work first, there is porridge warming in the kitchen, remember to eat when you wake up, I have a word with Jiang Chi for you. In addition, Huo Yichen sent you back last night! 】

There is a stick figure of a smiling face at the end of the note.

After Murong Qiao stared at it unconsciously for a while, his scattered thoughts gradually came back and he understood what was going on.

It was close to eleven o'clock when he woke up, looking at the almost bright sunshine outside, Murong Qiao rubbed his eyes and prepared to get up to drink porridge, and then go to the company in the afternoon.

As a result, just as he was about to get out of bed, he almost fell back on top-heavy.

Murong Qiao reacted a little too late, holding on to the wardrobe to stabilize his body, and belatedly realized that he seemed to have caught a cold.

She went to the kitchen to serve porridge, and then sniffed it unbelievingly. After realizing that she really couldn't smell it, she couldn't help but think of what she swore last night.

Damn flag.