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

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

Looking at the heat rising in front of him and the ingredients gradually falling into the pot, Murong Qiao suddenly had a feeling. His body relaxed before his thoughts, 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 placed in his bowl.

Annuo, who was sitting opposite her, was not to be outdone, "This is also delicious, Qiao, try it!"

In the already small bowl, because of Huo Yichen's concern and An Nuo's subsequent offensive, plus there was a silent but always active competitor Murong Chen, Murong Qiao couldn't care about it for a while. I went to pick up the food myself.

She watched a few people for a long time, and in the end she had to follow their example and pick up food for them. Only then did she almost stop the tendency of her bowl to turn into a small mountain.

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

After all, among the four people present, she was the only one who needed to maintain her figure for work, so she didn't eat too much, so she mostly picked some vegetables.

As for the meat, Annuo knew that Murong Qiao liked to eat meat, so he boiled it before putting it in his bowl.

On the other hand, Murong Chen, who was sitting next to An Nuo, while picking up food for his sister, caught a glimpse of An Nuo's very meager appetite and couldn't help but frown.

Does she usually... eat so little?

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

While she was speaking, she used her free hand to make a fanning motion towards her mouth.

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

"Monthly inspection." Murong Chen answered simply.

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 influenced by the hot pot atmosphere, chatting from time to time has become a way to communicate with each other.

It was just that Murong Qiao and Annuo were chatting, and their thoughts were not on eating.

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

As for Murong Qiao and Annuo, they each held a glass of drink with ice cubes in their hands and sat together on the balcony biting their ears, their voices so low that only each other could hear them.

The table must be cleared briefly after eating.

Murong Chen didn't want to leave a mess of trouble for his younger sister who woke up the next morning, so he took the initiative to get up and start sorting it out.

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

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, and his forehead suddenly jumped.

Annuo, who was holding the drink over there, took another sip unconsciously.

"This drink tastes pretty good. It's as sweet as a peach and has a mellow taste..." An Nuo muttered.

She didn't seem to notice that her cheeks were gradually turning red, and she even took an extra sip because she didn't think it was enough.

The hot pot I just had was too hot, so I always felt that drinking more ice would make me feel better.

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

"Well..." Annuo frowned and groped around randomly with his hands.

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

It was her who set the bedtime alarm clock.

Looking at the bright eleven-thirty on the phone screen, even Annuo's brain, which had begun to slow down, finally realized the fact that he needed to go home.

She has a lot of announcements to make tomorrow.

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

"Hiss—" Murong Qiao originally planned to get up to see An Nuo off, but he suddenly stood up and couldn't find a point of support. He couldn't stand firmly and fell back to the previous position.

Seeing the wonderful drunken performances of his sister and An Nuo, Murong Chen was silent for a moment, and swallowed his words to ask them how they drank.

He couldn't help but sigh, and then looked at Huo Yichen next to him. "It's almost done. Leave Annuo to me and take good care of Qiaoqiao."

It's not good to stay here so late. Although the room has room for it, 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 a driver.

Just helping An Nuo out and getting into the elevator with great difficulty was particularly difficult for Murong Chen.

The owner of the body has no intention of being obedient at all, and a straight corridor can still make nine twists and turns.

"Goodbye Qiao Qiao!" Annuo waved goodbye to Murong Qiao vigorously.

She didn't seem to realize that the person standing at the door to see him off was Huo Yichen, with a silly smile on his face. This action caused the coat he had just put on to fall off.

"..." Murong Chen's eyes quickly gave him a hand.

Adhering to the courtesy of "don't look at anything inappropriate", Murong Chen directly tied the top button of An Nuo's coat to prevent the falling incident from happening again.

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

It was clear that he had not drank, but his sense of smell could detect the soft fruity aroma gradually coming to his side, which made Murong Chen feel for a moment that he was a little drunk.

Huo Yichen on the other side was not much better.

Drinking is such a thing. Seeing Murong Qiao's inhuman behavior of opening the refrigerator in an attempt to find the glacier inside, he couldn't help but glance at the empty fruit wine and sighed heavily.

If I had known this would happen, I should have been more careful when eating just now.

But the person in charge of buying things——it seems to be Ye Zhen?

Waiting for work tomorrow...tsk.

Huo Yichen suddenly remembered who the culprit was, but he had no time to care about it at the moment.

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

He deliberately took so long to choose the most praised fruit wine. I heard that many couples particularly like this one!

At this moment, Ye Zhen didn't know that he had done bad things with good intentions and made things self-defeating. He was already lying on the bed and falling asleep.

It was just late at night, and seeing Murong Qiao who had no intention of sleeping at all and was still making trouble everywhere, even Huo Yichen felt a headache from the situation in front of him.

"Qiao Qiao." He walked over and called.

Huo Yichen held Murong Qiao in his arms without changing his expression to prevent him from destroying the succulent plants on the window sill.

The room was filled with the lingering aroma of the hot pot. He first looked in the direction of the bedroom, and then felt that it would not be appropriate to leave Murong Qiao alone here to sleep. Finally, he had no choice but to take someone back to the next door.

"I still want to drink..." Murong Qiao put his hands around Huo Yichen's neck and mumbled.

When she spoke, her legs moved erratically, which added a lot of difficulty to Huo Yichen's plan.