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

After Huo Yichen left, Murong Qiao didn't bother to take another nap to beat the jet lag.

She was sitting on the chaise longue by the balcony, basking in the warm afternoon sun, casually scrolling through travel posts about Country X on her mobile phone.

Suddenly a call popped up from the top of the screen, and the caller was An Nuo.

"Hello?" Murong Qiao clicked on the connection and put it to his ear.

An Nuo's voice was as lively as ever. "Joe, have you gotten off the plane yet?"

"Well, I'm already at the hotel, here..." Murong Qiao gave a little comment after glancing at the gorgeous colorful colors outside. "not bad."

"I really envy you..."

An Nuo said enviously, "I just announced the engagement news with everyone and then went on a trip. You don't know, so many media want to take pictures of your news."

"It would be great if I could go on a trip with you anytime...every day is work." She couldn't help sighing.

Every day there is always endless work to do, and endless scripts to read. Thinking of Murong Qiao lying in the hotel and looking for something delicious and interesting, An Nuo feels that his resentment is about to materialize.

Murong Qiao also joked, "The fans are almost running for 10 million, big star, what are you worrying about?"

"Speaking of which, I haven't congratulated you on moving yet, and I will give you a housewarming gift. When I go back, will I have another meal when I have time?" She remembered this.

Since An Nuo moved, Murong Qiao was relatively busy at that time, so he didn't care about it for the time being, but it's not good to ignore it all the time.

As soon as the move was mentioned, An Nuo suddenly fell silent for a few seconds, and there was no response.

"An Nuo?" It wasn't until Murong Qiao called her twice that An Nuo suddenly responded as if waking up from a dream.

"I am here……"

Anuo responded casually, casually fiddled with the fruit in front of him.

Just now when Murong Qiao mentioned the matter of moving, An Nuo remembered the embarrassing time when Murong Chen met Murong Chen while shopping for vegetables.

Although the other party didn't think there was anything wrong, An Nuo always cared a little bit, and also felt the difference between him and Murong Chen.

"I always feel, do you have something on your mind?" Murong Qiao frowned.

After all, they lived together for such a long time, and Murong Qiao knew what An Nuo was thinking about, or how to react to various things.

An Nuo answered vaguely, "It's about work..."

She subconsciously did not express her thoughts.

An Nuo always felt that it was meaningless to let Joe know about the things that had never been mentioned before.

Although there seemed to be nothing wrong with An Nuo's answer, Murong Qiao always felt that something was wrong.

It's a pity that the two are talking over the phone now, so Murong Qiao can't judge too much information.

"I'm going to buy things here to pay Joe, so I'll hang up first!" An Nuo's hasty voice sounded again, and then hung up the phone without giving Murong Qiao time to react.

Even hanging up has a smell of running away in a hurry.

An Nuo watched the phone return to the initial interface, showing that the call was over, and breathed a sigh of relief as if relieved.

She already felt that she couldn't hide anything, if Murong Qiao asked a few more questions, An Nuo felt that she really couldn't hide anything.

She took the materials she bought today to the supermarket counter to check out.

The fate is ingenious, the person who checks out is the little girl I met in the supermarket last time.

"Huh? Where's your boyfriend? Why are you shopping alone again?" The little girl was surprised when she saw that it was An Nuo.

An Nuo just forgot about this matter, but when the little girl mentioned it, he blushed immediately.

She coughed lightly, shook her head and said nothing.

After all, it's not easy to really admit that Murong Chen is her boyfriend.

Although the probability that the other party can come to this kind of supermarket to buy things is so slim that it is almost zero, but if the misunderstanding is caused by him, An Nuo feels a little embarrassed.

If An Nuo didn't speak, the little girl could make up ten thousand little stories in her heart.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you the bill, is it cash or QR code?" The little girl stopped asking.

An Nuo directly scanned the QR code to pay, and then quickly left with the purchased items.

Fortunately, this time she learned the previous lesson and didn't buy a lot of things at once. In addition, her home is also very close to the supermarket, so she took the elevator and went home directly.

Since not living with Murong Qiao, An Nuo also has the habit of living alone, and sometimes he is more used to eating fast food instead of carefully prepared.

This made An Nuo more and more like those artists, but after Murong Qiao was gone, An Nuo always felt that the room was less popular and lively.

She randomly found a takeaway to place an order, and then went to wash some fruit, so she thought about reading the script while waiting for the takeaway to familiarize herself with the plot.

But the script, which is usually clear to understand every word, seems to have added a particularly rebellious character tonight, as if the lines are full of pride, and An Nuo is struggling to prevent her from understanding the meaning.

It's probably the kind that is said on the Internet, "Every word can be understood when you take it apart, but when you put it together, it becomes an appearance you don't recognize."

Slap.

The script was put back on the coffee table by An Nuo, and she knew that she couldn't read it today.

She couldn't help thinking of Murong Chen.

Obviously, I didn't think about it for several days before, but today it seems that things are going to be reversed, and I was mentioned by others not just once or twice.

"Your takeaway has arrived—" There was a knock on the door suddenly.

An Nuo hurriedly got up and went to open the door, "Here we come."

She looked through the cat's eyes and opened the door to take it after confirming that it was the rider.

As soon as the door opened, just in time to meet Murong Chen who had just come out of the elevator, An Nuo froze at the door.

It was the rider, who rushed to deliver the next order after putting the takeaway in An Nuo's hands, so hurried that only An Nuo and Murong Chen were left.

Everyone has seen it, so it's not easy to retreat without saying hello.

An Nuo was carrying the takeaway in one hand, so he had to keep the other hand free, and had to open the door to greet Murong Chen.

"Morning—no, good evening." An Nuo almost tied his tongue nervously.

Every time when facing Murong Chen, it was clear that the other party didn't have much pressure on her, but An Nuo always felt an indescribable sense of tension.

Murong Chen walked in front of her, and glanced at the takeaway, "Good evening."

Just the short time An Nuo stayed at the door, the aroma of fried chicken in the takeaway bag wafted out.

"Don't artists want to manage their body?" Murong Chen asked casually.

An Nuo's face turned red immediately, and he couldn't help but defend himself in a low voice. "It's clearly the first time I've eaten this month."

And this month is already the end of the month, Murong Chen remembered.

An Nuo is not like a singer and dancer who desperately needs to manage her figure. In addition, she recently received a new script that requires her to gain a little weight, so she ordered fried chicken.

In the end, I didn't expect to order such a rare time, and was bumped into by Murong Chen.

After An Nuo finished speaking, seeing Murong Chen remained silent, he added weakly to defend himself.

"It's really just a meal."

Standing in front of him, Murong Chen looked at An Nuo's figure and nodded in agreement, then felt that what he said was really inappropriate.

"Then—shall I order another one for you?"