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

  Chapter 730 Which me do you like?

  Hearing the movement from the door, Huo Yichen brought the freshly cooked dishes to the table, looked back at Murong Qiao standing at the door, and then smiled.

"Welcome back."

  As soon as he said this, Murong Qiao felt that he would be a heinous sinner if he didn't take the initiative to give the other party a hug.

   It's a pity that the next second she made the corresponding move, she immediately regretted it.

  The wolf, who had been quietly waiting for the prey to come, finally seized the opportunity, and directly held the fleeing rabbit firmly in his arms, without giving him any room to breathe.

  Until seeing the rabbit blushing, the ferocious wolf finally slacked off a little reluctantly.

   "I've kissed so many times, why haven't I learned how to breathe?" Huo Yichen let go of his hand amusedly, looked at the flushed Murong Qiao, couldn't help but raised his fingertips and scratched her nose.

  Murong Qiao directly shrunk out of his embrace, "Who is like you?"

   "After staying out for so many days, I'm not allowed to charge some interest?" Huo Yichen asked back.

  Murong Qiao frowned, but this time she didn't refute Huo Yichen, but touched the tip of her nose with a guilty conscience.

  Who makes someone go hungry and ask her to explore the true meaning of life every day.

   "Okay, let's get ready to eat." Huo Yichen just teased her.

  After some intimacy, Huo Yichen went to the kitchen to serve dishes, Murong Qiao also relaxed because of this, and followed to help.

   "It smells so good." Murong Qiao picked up a piece of meat and bit it.

  The meat has obviously been carefully stewed, fed with time and temperature, so that when the teeth bite lightly, it is enough to reach the point of being soft and rotten, and then it enters the mouth perfectly, releasing the rich aroma contained in it.

  The smell of the meat lingers in the mouth for a long time, and when mixed with beans that relieve the greasy taste, it has a different flavor.

  Seeing this, Huo Yichen took another piece for her. "When I took you to eat steak, why didn't you like it so much?"

   "Then how can it be the same as what your boyfriend made with his own hands?" Murong Qiao replied to him.

  She picked up the piece of meat that Huo Yichen gave her with chopsticks, and waved it in front of her eyes as if showing off.

   This was done by Ah Chen, a unique feeding service only for her.

  While eating meat, Murong Qiao shifted his eyes to Huo Yichen from time to time.

   Just patronizing to eat, Huo Yichen sat at the dining table at this time, and didn't even take off his apron.

  The black apron itself looks monotonous, but when paired with Huo Yichen's face, it immediately makes people feel that no matter what kind of food they cook, it can make people want to eat.

  The warm yellow light came down from the top of the head, and the pitch-black night outside set off the man's face as gentle as jade. Even when he was eating quietly without speaking, Murong Qiao still felt that the man was extremely gentle.

  With a thought in her mind, she suddenly couldn't help pulling the other's empty hand.

   "Huh?" Huo Yichen felt the other party's movement, and he held it back naturally, then stopped the chopsticks in hand, and turned his head to look at her.

   Seeing his behavior like this, Murong Qiao couldn't help laughing again.

   "It feels like you are not the same as when you were in high school." She said suddenly.

  At that time, Huo Yichen was so cold, and even Murong Qiao never thought that the two of them would have these countless intersections and such an intimate relationship.

   "High school?" Huo Yichen raised his eyebrows and asked back. "Then which one do you like?"

  This is a dangerous question.

   "Nonsense, I like it all the time, okay!" Murong Qiao hurriedly turned the tide.

  She didn't want to ask for leave and not be able to go to the company the next day.

   "Speaking of which, not everyone can do it?" Huo Yichen didn't intend to let her go.

   Murong Qiao was serious, "I like it, really!"

  It's a pity that all her self-testimony was crushed by a hot kiss, mixed into her breath, and she couldn't even express her voice of defense.

  The boy who was tall and straight like a pine tree had already grown into a towering tree.

  Caged under the shadow of that tree, Murong Qiao became smaller and more pitiful.

  The length of the night is witnessed in this night.

  The next morning, waiting for the sunlight to penetrate the thick curtains with great difficulty, and finally reached an agreement with the alarm clock with the dim light, and when they woke up the people in the bed together, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

   There was an unknown object on the huge double bed. After the disturbing sound of the alarm clock sounded, a hand stretched out from the gap between the quilt and the bed, touched it randomly, and angrily pressed the alarm clock off.

"Well-"

  Murong Qiao stretched unconsciously, her body felt a faint soreness, which made her regain some sense.

  She was the only one on the bed, and when Murong Qiao woke up a little bit, he saw a note with elegant handwriting on the bedside table.

  【I went to the company, breakfast is in the kitchen, I have already told Jiang Chi, if the alarm clock wakes you up on time, the temperature of the porridge is just right. 】

   What doesn't match this handwriting is that a very beautiful love heart is drawn at the end.

   It could be seen that the person who wrote was very serious, and the love was drawn a bit like an emoticon, but it was this feeling that made Murong Qiao couldn't help but bend his lips and laugh.

   Forget it, forgive him for going too far last night.

  Murong Qiao got up to wash up, then went to the kitchen and saw Huo Yichen's glutinous rice porridge that had just been cooked.

   Some black rice is added in it, it tastes sweet, and the last irritability of getting up in the morning disappears.

   Also taking advantage of breakfast time, Murong Qiao sent a message to Huo Yichen, and then saw Jiang Chi's morning reports piled up in the chat box.

   Mostly some documents and reports, and a plan.

  【In addition, many of the company's artists have won awards and nominations, and you will also need to go to the awards ceremony at that time. 】Jiang Chi then sent a newly released itinerary as a gift.

  Award presentation...

   When Murong Qiao silently calculated in his mind, it seemed that it was last year since the last award presentation.

   It can only be said that not seeing each other every day is like three autumns. The development of CG is in full swing this year. It is no longer the time when only a few artists could make it.

   Just looking at the list given by Jiang Chi, there are more than a dozen people who are going.

  【I will go to the company later. ] Murong Qiao replied.

   It was just typing. Murong Qiao suddenly remembered that after he went back last night, he had never asked Huo Yichen about the company news.

   Tsk, I was fooled by the other party.

  Thinking that his attention had been diverted last night, Murong Qiao shook his head helplessly. In the end, he could only remember this matter first, and pay attention to it later today.

  When he received the news that Murong Qiao had woken up, Huo Yichen was in Huo's office, talking to the project leader who was found yesterday.

   "About what happened yesterday, we have investigated and found out that there was a problem with the quality inspection of the instrument this time, and two of the key parts were obviously replaced by someone." The project leader put forward his own conclusion.

   It's just that when these words came out of his mouth, without Huo Yichen opening his mouth, the project leader broke out in cold sweat.

   Said that there was a problem in the quality inspection, and the project leader even felt for a moment that he was in danger.

   "We found through monitoring and monitoring that it was Director Wang who secretly replaced the parts of this batch of instruments..." The person in charge said more and more quietly.

  Huo Yichen squinted his eyes, looking at the information presented in his hand, a standard middle-aged man's face corroded by alcohol.